(Taken by Seth)
(Taken by Nora)
(Taken by Seth)
(Taken by Nora)
I’m at the stage of pregnancy (i.e., the end) where you get to have weekly checkups. Woo hoo! Our house is at the stage where we are likely weeks from completion. Although I’m pretty sure the baby will arrive first, it’s neat to think they’re going to be born around the same time.
Baby update: minus 2, 50% effaced, barely 2cm. That’s a bit of code for those of you who don’t want all the gory details. I’ll be 37 weeks (out of 40ish) on Wednesday, and baby is measuring about a week ahead. I got the all clear to not be on antibiotics for labor and delivery, which is different from my previous two pregnancies! Hurray! So we shall see … today’s exam set off an afternoon and evening full of cramps and contractions. I wouldn’t be surprised if the baby came before Christmas. Then again, I wouldn’t be surprised if the baby waited until New Years. I’m just trying to not set expectations, can you tell?
House update: we have tile and light fixtures and sod! We also have cabinets inside and shrubbery out front. We didn’t get to choose our shrubs, and you better believe those poisonous oleanders are coming out as soon as we move in. I think the next stage is countertops in the kitchen and hardware (plumbing and otherwise) installed throughout. It’s a little insane how fast it’s coming together.
Aside: one of these days I will post as-is from the phone, with all of its stupidly non-helpful autocorrections.
I’m so out of the habit of writing, I couldn’t even think of something to write for the second post. I’m also distracted by the Braxton Hicks contractions I keep getting, which simultaneously is encouraging and reminds me that I am totally not prepared for this baby’s arrival. Unlike the arrival of Seth and Nora, where I was able to start prepping and nesting ahead of time, this baby is coming into a lot of chaos.
When this baby’s arrival became suspected (in April) and we also agreed for my mother to come live with us (June; which has been great) we realized that there would not be enough room for three adults, three children, and three animals. (Alas, now down to two.) So we started the process of building a new house and selling our first house.
One of the things I’m trying to be better at (in addition to blogging at all) is writing down the memories and updates about Seth and Nora. I whirl through the every day of parenting and work and marriage thinking, “There’s no way I’ll forget this!” but I forget all the time. When Nora was born, Will kept reminding me of all the things that Seth did at that age, and I really didn’t remember a lot of them. Some of that may have been due to evacuating for a hurricane with a newborn, but the rest is due to mommy memory lapse.
So here’s a Nora update.
Nora is 18 months now, and she is a tiny little spitfire. She is – no kidding – in the 2nd percentile for weight at a whopping 20 pounds. She’s in the 25th for height, though (31 inches). She is incredibly sweet but balances that with a ferocious temper (don’t know where she gets it). When she gets mad, she leads with her teeth and a battle cry.
I know every mom says this about her child, but Nora is SMART. She has been making phrases for a couple of months, she understands English and French perfectly (except for when she doesn’t want to) and she loves putting on and taking off her socks and shoes. I’m surprised at how well she does it, honestly.
Seth is my musician and singer, and Nora is our dancer (so far). She loves to move with music and rocks out in her car seat a lot. It’s hilarious to see her boogying from side to side with a fast song.
She is a charmer, a flirt, and a clown. She loves kitties and books. She is just perfect. 🙂