Do
you have any regrets? The one that stands out for me is not going
into education and becoming a teacher, specifically, a reading
specialist. That regret looms large in my mind twice a year; when school
ends and summer break is upon all my teacher friends and then again
when school starts. When I wistfully remembered the joy of shopping for all
new school supplies (and clothes) the other day, J called me a
dork. Harumph! I proudly embrace that dorkdom because man did I love
that time of year. What, you may ask, does any of this have to do with
the impending birth of our daughter? Nothing, really, except that
back-to-school reminds me that fall is upon us and I’m excited.
I’m
excited because this year, fall = baby and well, I think that’s reason
enough. I hit 28 weeks today, officially 12 more weeks to go! Last week,
right on cue, several third trimester symptoms snuck up on me, mainly
leg cramps and constant heartburn. Thank heavens for Pepcid! Another
gem? Leaky breasts. So, so weird. I’m sure it’s just a sign of more
things to come in these last few months.
I
guess another tie in to the back-to-school theme could be the new
stuff we’re buying for the baby. We decided to
splurge on a crazy space stroller. OK, it’s not from space, but the Origami sure is fancy. It arrived the other day and is already J’s
favorite baby gadget. Savannah, on the other hand, was kind of freaked out by
it! That’s really the only baby item we have purchased lately. We
already have to prepay some of the hospital bill (ugh!) so we’re waiting
until after the showers to see what’s left on the registry to get. I
haven’t even picked up any outfits since those initial three after
learning we were having a girl … so unlike me!
In
other news, I’m still in heavy nesting mode, wanting everything cleaned
out, pared down and organized. I wish I were always this motivated to keep away the clutter! I want everything just so, even though I know it
won’t last once the baby comes and life with a child begins.
I think maybe we’re programmed to want to get everything that way just
so we feel a moment of contentment and readiness when we bring the baby
home.
I’ll
report back soon on whether I fail my glucose tolerance test on Friday
for gestational diabetes. I have a feeling I might given my past insulin
resistance, but hopefully not!
