Life is just ticking on by, and with that there have been so many changes, so many adjustments, so many rearrangements. We both pretty much fell down in a heap when we realized how many things there were to do “before” little man arrives, but it’s also a good incentive and soon after being swept with overwhelm we were both up again with gusto. We have had a busy January, packed with days where I could hardly get out of bed until noon (I think it was a mix of SAD + newly large & in charge baby belly keeping me up all hours of the night) yet somehow we mustered energy in order to reorganize, re-do, and re-shape. Our home is coming along–we have a wee tiny bathroom on the main floor of our house–our bedroom used to be in the loft upstairs. Now we have our livingroom up there in the loft, where it is spacious with the angled roof, and our bedroom is in a smaller room on the main floor, where it will be directly across from our little one’s nursery. Perfect. And direct access to bathroom/water/toilet as needed. Just as I have begun to leap out of bed at 4 AM to pee. I’d say that’s superb planning.
I am entering into month SIX of pregnancy, and it feels like a daydream. There have not been as many moments of losing my composure as I would’ve expected, and I’m thankful. Yet–when I thought I had my mind wrapped around the prospects and meanings of mother hood, I had another momentous tremor run through my mind and body upon seeing that our baby, our tiny one, is a BOY. Life changes, and this changes everything. Not to say that it wouldn’t have changed everything had he been proclaimed a girl–that would’ve too. It’s the mere fact that we KNOW. We know, and we are planning, and I am loving the thought of raising a little man. I hope for him all of the things a boy needs: Space to run, to scream and laugh, a dad who will play rough with him and wrestle and everything else. I am dreaming of having a little guy who wants to kiss his mommy’s cheek and who has a crazy creative streak in him. Who makes us laugh and who I can sing to and smile with and teach to swim. Who I can read to every single night. Who knows what you will be, little man, but you are already mine and that is all that matters.
In other news, I am extremely excited about planning our BABYMOON! It looks as though we might take a week or a little less and adventure into the Smokey Mountains. A cabin, that gorgeous, breath-taking view, and my man cuddled up close to me.. what else could I want? I long to get away. Out into a place where I feel like I can sink my eyes into a scenery. Landscape. Open spaces. That’s what I always feel the need for being where we are, in such a small town with no natural beauty. Alas, I try to be thankful for the corn fields and the parks. They are beautiful sometimes, but this will be a real thrill and such a nice relaxing time. It will be longer than our honeymoon, even, and it’s a great time (I’ve got pretty good energy right now) to go on some exciting excursions that we’ll look back on fondly when we’re up all the time with our newborn.
-M
A Captive Mind 