It's true. I did drink hot chocolate last night with the one intent of giving LB a sugar rush and thereby encouraging him/her to wiggle around and assume a new resting position because I found the current position unacceptable. This in utero baby can be awfully stubborn. All haughty and surrounded by muscles and amniotic fluid, warm and protected. Sure, I can poke, but LB can and will ignore me if s/he's having a real good snooze.
I guess that will be a good thing when s/he enters the world and I want him/her to sleep through the 6 weddings s/he'll be potentially attending this summer! :-O Yep, you read that correctly. LB is extremely popular and has received invitations to 6 weddings. (No wonder s/he's so haughty) Whether or not the small one will be attending said weddings is debatable as we have no idea who LB is yet. If LB is all, "Wrap me in the Moby, Mom, and I'll just chill out" then we can make this happen. If LB is all, "I hate all these people!!!" then we will need to make alternate arrangements. We shall seeeeeeeeeeeee...
Speaking of LB, s/he is going to be born REALLY SOON. How did this happen?! (Oh, right, time never stops progressing.) Yikes! I'm excited, especially because being pregnant is getting less and less amusing and comfortable. Joe heard me groan in rage last night and thought something was terribly wrong. Well, it was! (Not really) I had dropped two dang socks while carrying my folded laundry to the bedroom and I was so tired of squatting down awkwardly to pick things up by the end of the day yesterday that the sight of those socks on the floor filled me with rage. ROAR! So, I will be glad to not have a human child in my belly, making tying my shoes annoying and preventing me from the level of activity to which I am accustomed. Though, I think I'm going to miss my little wiggling scooter being all snuggly with me sometimes.
On the other hand, I feel terrified and completely unprepared. What on earth are we supposed to do with a baby? I've never given a baby a bath before! I was setting up the changing table yesterday and found myself staring at the basket of supplies thinking, "Is this really all I need in this basket? Are those all the things you need to change a baby?!" Should the lotion for after baths be in the bathroom or the bedroom? (As if I couldn't move it wherever, whenever. Panic is so fun and irrational, I love it.) This moment passed but I fully expect more to occur over the next 6 weeks (SIX WEEKS!). I actually feel like this is something I never can be fully prepared for. One day at a time!
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