Just the other night I realized that with only 4 1/2 weeks left, I am SO not prepared! I have no hospital bag set up, have yet to preregister at the hospital, there is no designated "baby space" aside from the crib I made Jason put up last week and I have not yet talked to the kids much about how their lives will change around here with a fragile little baby around. I need to get my shit together. Good Lord! I don't even have an infant car seat!! Is this what happens when you get knocked up for the third time? Do you drop the whole boyscout motto of "be prepared?" With the first, I was a nutcase about having everything set up. With the second I was just slightly less nutty (probably because I already had most of what I needed), yet here I am a few weeks away from introducing this new life to the world and I haven't even gotten my room reorganized so that we can put up a co-sleeper!! Hang on while I smack myself!
Ok, better.
At least the girls' room is organized and decorated in Felicia's pinks and our new angel's purples. That is good, right? Another high point, I have not killed anyone yet. (Husbands don't count, do they?) Can I really make it through three whole pregnancies without knocking someone out? An amazing feat for sure. Though, I must admit there have been a few people who I have come across in the last few months who deserve a good whoopin'. Hmmm, I am proud of me!
All that aside, I am amused by how the kids are taking the whole pregnant mommy thing.
Kenny gets upset because he can't cuddle with me like he used to. "Mommy, is it June yet cause we have to get the baby out. Your belly is so big it is pushing me off the couch!!" Boy, do I feel pretty. One of my favorite Kenny-isms, "Mama, when the baby comes out she can sleep with me so you can sleep gooder in your bed in case another baby wants to grow there." LMAO I just about passed out laughing at that one. While we were at the ultrasound, watching the baby images on a large flat screen tv...,"I like the baby shadows but I am bored, can we change the channel to SpongeBob?" Nothing we came up with convinced him that the channel couldn't be changed.
Felicia takes things a little different. She is possessed with "mommy's baby" in my tummy. She will suddenly stop what she is doing and run up to kiss my belly. Sometimes she will rub my belly and say, "Hi baby." It is so damn sweet!! You ask her where mama's baby is and she instantly replies, "In the Tummy!" She got a baby with a bottle for Christmas and recently has discovered the joy of feeding it and walking it around. However, when she is done with it she drops it on the floor or tosses it in the corner and moves on to her My Little Ponies.
I am happy we are adding to our little family. However, I am scared shitless (go ahead and insert a hemorrhoid joke here)? Is the world ready for THREE children raised by the likes of me?
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