Smell the Onion

My baby boy is growing.  It won’t be long now until Maya and Tim can feel him squirming around in there too.  This is my favorite part of being pregnant.  I’m obviously pregnant, but not so pregnant that I feel clumsy and like a beached whale.  I’m done (I hope) puking…it’s been over a week.  I can function on as little as 8 hours sleep, and I’m not up every 1.5 to pee.  Ahhh…*this* I love.  I thank God every day for allowing me to experience this (again!). 

Other things I love:

My precious husband, who is loveable in so many ways.  Here’s an example: I hate, and am very easily overwhelmed by a messy kitchen.  Last week, he sent me to bed at like 9pm and stayed up–even with a headache– for two more hours to make my kitchen shiny and clean.  I love you baby boy.

My little girl.  Her new favorite thing is to “steal” our body parts.  She’ll pinch my ears, or nose or whatever, and say “I stoled your nose, and I throwed it in the water.”  Or, “I stole your ear, and I ate it.” She also likes to stick our body parts over her own.  I don’t know why she needs another set of teeth, but apparently, she does.  Next, my job is to convince her to give the stolen part(s) back to me.  Sometimes I just have to be very sad, and she’ll return it.  Other times, I have to steal body parts belonging to her and hold them hostage.  However, stealing any part of her anatomy unprovoked produces a very upset little girl “Noooooo, that’s *MY* nose, I neeeeed it!” etc.  Today she stole my bottom.  That was awkward.

Oh, and as Tim mentioned, we have chosen to fire our obstetrician and work with a midwife.  I’ll be delivering baby boy here .  I feel such a sense of relief about this decision, and I am so excited to get started with them.  I still have an ultrasound with a perinatologist on July 10th, but assuming everything is fine with Lentil’s heart, we’ll be leaving the OB practice that day. 

So, there you go.