New Year, New Addition
Finally! We have reached January! Alas, I only have 8 weeks left until I birth this baby...hopefully he even comes a bit early and then it will be a bonus. This pregnancy has been great and I am thankful that I haven't had any issues. With that said, I have never been more ready to be done with this pregnancy. With Avery, I think it was all so "new" and "exciting" that I really enjoyed it. Second time around, the newness has worn off. Quick. I'm ready to rid myself of all the squirming and moving, especially at night. I want to be able to not have heartburn all the time. To not pee when I sneeze. To not feel like I'm turning around the Titanic when I roll over at night. The list is literally, endless.
I'm actually terrified of the challenges that await me though. I guess that's one reason why it's nice I haven't popped yet. I know I've said it before, but caring for 2 kids, 2 dogs, 1 cat, a husband, a house, and myself...that's going to be rather difficult. Plenty of women have these issues though and survive. But will I survive? or end up in the nut house? I remember moments with Avery where I thought I was going to implode. The stress of it all, crying, hormones whacked out, etc. Now I will have that plus everything else. We were living with my parents when Avery was born so I always had backup a room away. Not so much now. I guess that's why they make happy pills!
Avery is talking so much more these days. She is good at repeating mostly anything we say to her, which is hilarious. She doesn't pronounce the words very well but it's funny to see her try. Chris said "sass" the other night while playing Jeopardy and Avery repeated him. Except she left out that first "s". Awesome. Her first bad word and it wasn't even on purpose.
She loves Handy Manny and Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. She also loves playdoh. She is excellent too at "pretend play". She will stir pots and pans in her kitchen, pretend to drink out of cups, pour coffee, etc. She also has been great with pretending her dolls have pooped. She gets out a wipe and diaper and will even take them to the potty just in case. I think this is a good sign that she will be such a good help with her baby brother! Though she isn't as willing to potty in the toilet herself. She tries, which is a good thing, but she mostly just plays. She'll go up and down the step to the potty, sit there for awhile, then get down. When I ask if she's done, she says NO and gets back on the potty. She then freaks out when I try to put her diaper back on. We'll get there!!
I'm actually terrified of the challenges that await me though. I guess that's one reason why it's nice I haven't popped yet. I know I've said it before, but caring for 2 kids, 2 dogs, 1 cat, a husband, a house, and myself...that's going to be rather difficult. Plenty of women have these issues though and survive. But will I survive? or end up in the nut house? I remember moments with Avery where I thought I was going to implode. The stress of it all, crying, hormones whacked out, etc. Now I will have that plus everything else. We were living with my parents when Avery was born so I always had backup a room away. Not so much now. I guess that's why they make happy pills!
Avery is talking so much more these days. She is good at repeating mostly anything we say to her, which is hilarious. She doesn't pronounce the words very well but it's funny to see her try. Chris said "sass" the other night while playing Jeopardy and Avery repeated him. Except she left out that first "s". Awesome. Her first bad word and it wasn't even on purpose.
She loves Handy Manny and Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. She also loves playdoh. She is excellent too at "pretend play". She will stir pots and pans in her kitchen, pretend to drink out of cups, pour coffee, etc. She also has been great with pretending her dolls have pooped. She gets out a wipe and diaper and will even take them to the potty just in case. I think this is a good sign that she will be such a good help with her baby brother! Though she isn't as willing to potty in the toilet herself. She tries, which is a good thing, but she mostly just plays. She'll go up and down the step to the potty, sit there for awhile, then get down. When I ask if she's done, she says NO and gets back on the potty. She then freaks out when I try to put her diaper back on. We'll get there!!
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