11.30.2012

The end of November



 

 

 

 
I can't believe it's been a month, but it has.  It feels like November has been spent simply being pregnant, but looking over the last few weeks, I remember the other highlights:
 
-Greg finished the outhouse I started so many months ago!  I started building with logs in the saddle style, but after my return from Alaska to 100 degree weather here, picking up the chainsaw and chiseling away at logs while pregnant seemed to be the last thing I wanted to do.  Thank goodness for Greg to finish my projects. :)
-A brief foray into skinning animals came to a rather abrupt halt for me when the great idea I had (salvaging roadkill to sell the furs; probably not even legal), turned out to be a bit harder than I thought due to misjudging how long a certain fox had actually been on the side of the road.  I just have to laugh about that one, but I will spare you the details... 
-We had a very nice, if brief Thanksgiving with Greg's family in Winston-Salem, the town where Greg attended high school, and where his grandparents and uncle and aunt still live.  It was so nice to see everyone and share a meal.  Knowing this was the last time we would see almost all of them until we became parents was a wierd realization!
-We had our first peek at our baby this week at the midwife's house.  She wanted to see the baby on the ultrasound machine to be sure it was the size it should be.  I was measuring about 6 cm behind on my growth at 37 weeks, and she was a bit concerned (although how concerned she didn't let on until after the sonogram).  We met with a doctor friend of hers who read the ultrasound and found out that evrything is just fine. :)  We'll have a little baby, but nothing out of the ordinary.  Thank the Lord...
 
 
 
On that note, our house is slowly being taken over by stuff I am not used to seeing!  Wipes and creams and pads...little gifts for someone we're still waiting to meet!  The strangest are the things for the homebirth...cord clamps, and iodine, and plastic sheets...blood tests, powders, and the teeniest clothes just waiting for that big day (or night!).  It all helps me get used to the idea that soon enough we will be parents, never again to be just the two of us.  That is something that the child in me is still getting used to.  I guess for me, normal is a crazy rollercoaster of emotions that I never expected, being at the same time so excited, and yet feeling completely unprepared. 
The closer it gets, the more surreal it seems until I just want the day to be here so we can find out what our new reality holds.  I'm going to blame it all on the hormones, I guess, and simply carry on.  My luxurious days of taking 3-hour naps, and still feeling exhausted enough to fall asleep at 9p.m. are surely numbered, and I wonder how on earth one does this when they already have a toddler to care for.  I guess in a few years we will find out.  Maybe the next post I write will be about our little one...crazy to think!~