Olivia has at least one eye-tooth coming in (I know, it's short for incisor, but eye-tooth is so much more fun and the internet accepts it, I checked). It's hard to tell if the other three are also coming in since she doesn't hold still long enough for me to check. In a related side note, she can identify her teeth by name. Also her fingers, weirdly enough. Other body parts, not so much, although she can locate most of them if asked.
Bryan has decided that there are certain things that are vital to a complete and fulfilling childhood, so one day last week we set out to find a cozy coupe (the official name of the little red and yellow car) and some sidewalk chalk. We also had a brief discussion about how some people *cough his wife cough* manage to have a complete and fulfilling childhood without some of these items. He understands, but thinks they're nice to have around. :) Anyway. The cozy coupe has some assembly required, so Bryan set out to put it together while Olivia, Murry, and I played with chalk. Once the cozy coupe was almost done, Olivia happened to glance back and recognize that this thing behind her was A CHILD SIZED CAR!!! Oh, the excitement. She eagerly "helped" Bryan finish and then climbed inside. She then proceeded to drive backwards, because that's the only correct way to drive one of those cars. Otherwise you scrape your heels.
A moment of brilliance during chalk time: Olivia can identify E, O, and T. I haven't tried giving her too many choices mixed in, but when presented with only those three letters, she knows which is which consistently. Also, she was playing with my phone one day and happened to press the 0 button. When the 0 appeared on the display, she excitedly looked at me, pointed to the 0, and said, "O!" She's so smart. Also also, when we sing the Phonics Song, she can make the sounds for B, C, D, G, and H and sometimes A, E, F, S, and T. When we sing the Letter Sounds Song, she can do G, N, and U.
Wearing a winter coat and carrying a one-year-old tends to disguise a pregnancy a bit (although I didn't think it was disguised THAT much as my pea coat has been getting rather snug lately -- I can still button it, but only if I haven't eaten recently!). With warmer weather, though, the coat came off. Add to that the fact that I've been letting Olivia walk in stores and parking lots more (she needs the practice!), and suddenly my pregnancy becomes much more obvious. I've had probably two strangers comment on my expectant state in the whole 8 1/2 months so far, and then on Tuesday I had no less than 7 separate people say something to me. I only went to three stores. :)
I realized after my appointment this week that Reggie will be here soon. Somehow that slipped my mind. :-P I've discovered that while I feel calmer and less anxious about this baby, I'm way less prepared than I was for Olivia. Except not really, because we already have a lot of the basics. Of course, the clothes and diapers are still in the attic rather than down in the nursery where they belong. By 38 weeks with Olivia, I was ready to have the baby. I was bored and uncomfortable, the nursery was ready, the hospital bag was packed, Bryan and I talked about how soon we'd be a family of 3... With Reggie, not so much. I blame the one-year-old running around, taking up everyone's attention. I'm not bored, I'm not uncomfortable (that's good, though), my hospital bag is... half packed, kinda. Bryan and I don't so much talk about how there will be two children soon as have sudden realizations that, hey, in a couple of months there will be two of them. Except it's a couple of weeks now, and we haven't adjusted our mindsets. :)
And speaking of Reggie, he can't come until Wednesday. Or at least Tuesday afternoon. Wednesday or later would be better, though. I have things to do! My calendar looks so full; there's no room for a baby on there! Luckily, most of it won't suffer from being put off indefinitely, and we are excited to finally meet Reggie. Just not until Wednesday. Seriously. (I told this to Bryan, and he asked if I'd informed Reggie. He though the least I could do was send an email memo or something.)
Helping Daddy with yard work:
38 weeks pregnant. I should try to remember to get a set of pictures in a maternity shirt; those make me feel like my stomach is sticking out more:
Torn between posing for the picture and grabbing the camera:
About "we already have a lot of the basics," -- like a coupe car for Reggie? :)
ReplyDeleteObviously one of the basics is a coupe car. Poor, deprived Olivia didn't get one as early as she perhaps should have.
DeleteAn amusing aside: we didn't take Olivia shopping with us, and as we walked out the door carrying the car and chalk, we realized that some people probably thought we were buying these things for Reggie. As there was no other child in sight, we were obviously the excited first-time parents who have no idea how a newborn works.
Obviously your newborn will need sidewalk chalk right away!
DeleteJust a little concerned about Olivia drinking and driving!! Grandma
ReplyDeleteYes, we warned her about that. :) Since she drives backwards, she runs into things anyway, so we're putting it off and plan to talk to her again when she gets a little older.
DeleteYou are not alone in the being "way less prepared." I realized during Eli's first diaper change at home that I had failed to put any wipes in his room. The swaddling blankets were still in a tub downstairs alongside the burp cloths. The bottles were still in a tub as well. He has survived two weeks already, so I think you'll be okay :)
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