So, where were we?
Oh yeah, pregnant. 28w3d now, in fact. Starting to feel pretty large and slow. Weird pregnancy, in that I struggled to gain weight well into the second trimester, then bloated up really fast, then stopped gaining weight again. I think most of the fluctuations have been water weight, but I’m the only one that seems even remotely concerned about it. My ob/gyn practice is not at all alarmed, so I guess I shouldn’t be either.
I’ve been doing a tad better mentally. B. is out of town for the month of September, so I’m alone with the twins. We’re also experiencing a babysitter drought, due to financial reasons + our regular babysitters having really crappy schedules this semester. You would think that this combo would render me completely insane, but I’ve been managing oddly well. In fact, I’ve been taking better care of myself (eating healthy, sleeping a lot, etc.) since B. has left, and my stress level has been lower too. Which leads me to the conclusion that he might be the source of much of my stress. I know I’m harboring some pretty significant resentment towards him. I’m not sure what this says about our relationship, but probably nothing good.
Little Boy & Little Girl started back at preschool this week, so that means I have three blissfully childfree mornings a week. Heaven, I tell you. Expensive heaven, but heaven nonetheless. I get sad though, when I think about the fact that these mornings until the new baby arrives in November are likely to be the last significant chunk of alone time I’m going to have for at least a year or two.
No movement on the house. People come look once or twice a week, but no offers yet. I’ve been frustrated with the inability of the visiting realtors to show up during the allotted window of time that they specify. If you say you’re going to show the house between 1:30 and 2:30, don’t arrive at 3:00 and expect me not to be here. Trust me, I don’t want to be here when you’re looking at my house, but if I’ve already been driving around with two kids & two dogs in the car for the past hour, we’re not getting back in the car. Sorry.
posted by * @ 10:15 AM
3 Comments:
Yeah, I feel bad that I sleep so much better when my husband is gone, and mildly concerned that I don't exactly wish for him to hurry home again when he's gone a long time.
Yeah, but my understanding is that little babies sleep a lot, so you can probably noodle around on the computer and stuff.
It sounds pretty miserable trying to sell the house with all those small creatures living in it. Good luck.
All things considered, sounds like it's going not too badly. The house thing would suck for anybody - but managing two toddlers with a babysitter shortage is actually quite an accomplishment. I used to be grateful to make it through to bedtime with one!
Yes, please enjoy your mornings. What sort of things do you do when you have free time? I like to lay in bed and flip channels and eat. Maybe your baby will sleep through the night early on so you can at least sleep at night. I did NOT enjoy that newborn stage thus I will be having no more children. I sleep better when my husband is gone. He wakes me up when he gets up (I am a very light sleeper) at 6 am then I can't get back to sleep. Sometimes I sleep in the room with my daughter so I don't hear him.
I am glad that you are handling things well. Is the baby kicking and punching a lot? Isn't that the weirdest feeling? Have you started thinking about names?
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