We made it through the night last night. Is that a miracle or what? We put Liam to bed in the pack n play in our room, not even trying any other set up. Our room is pretty cool, but the closet where we had the pack n play set up is pretty enclosed so I figured it would at least hold some heat during the night. At first, the tyke wasn’t having it. He had neglected a nap for most of the day (his fault, not ours, I’m sure) and was beyond tired. He cried, cried, cried. Finally, I sent Kile downstairs and tackled bedtime myself. I got him settled down, read him a story and then laid him in the pack n play. He cried indignantly for a grand total of one minute (while I lurked in our master bathroom, trying not to breath too loud and let on that I was in the vicinity still) before settling down.
And that was it. Not a peep out of him the rest of the night. I felt rather stifled all night long, as if I needed to be careful not to roll over too loudly. And when Kile’s alarm went off this morning I barked (quietly) at him to turn it off turn it off turn it off! We let the munchkin sleep for until after 8 am, since he was more than willing to do so and were rewarded with a clear eyed, eye-bagless, cheerful baby.
My in-laws are going to be out for most of the day, so here in a few minutes I plan to lay Liam down for his nap in his own crib and I’ll (finally) get a shower. I’m looking so dang forward to that silly shower. We’ve got one more night of closet sleeping, but I have a feeling we may just survive after all.
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Tomorrow, I’ll be 12 weeks pregnant. According to some websites, that means I’ll be in the second trimester. So I’m just going to go with that instead of waiting until 13.75 weeks or whatever it is some other sites calculate it by. I don’t have another appointment until the second week of October (I *think* it’s the second week of October) and we don’t have a rental doppler this time around, so I won’t know for a while if the bean is alive and well in there or not. In the meantime, I’m going to assume the best and operate under the assumption that the baby within is a-ok. It seems incredible to me to be going into the second trimester already. There’s so much that I’m nervous about and excited about at the same time.
I just hope I make it through these nine months in one piece. I’ve got worry, aches, pains, neuroses and an assorted other ills that I’ll need to survive. So far, so good. But then, it’s only been a month since I’ve known. I’ve got my work cut out for me.
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This is me. I'm a thirtysomething stay at home mom to three kids. For years I was a stay at home mom to one kid and trying very hard to have more. It took a LONG time (ie: 6 1/2 years), but finally Liam arrived and charmed us with his blue eyes and ginormous, round head. Then we got a shock: I was pregnant again and this time it was a GIRL. Our hearts and home are full at last and now that we're done having babies, we get to relax (snort) and watch them grow (not too fast now, you hear?). Thanks for coming by, feel free to dip into my archives, read my About and History pages (just don't do Jackson's Story without tissues!) and make yourself at home.
