Lulu is only two weeks away - which of course means she could be here any day!
The good news is that our house is starting to look like a baby lives there. I am already tripping over a number of smaller-than-normal sized items. For instance, we seem to have accumulated a number of different sitting places for the baby; wooden high chair, attachable high chair, rocking chair, bouncer, sleeper, rocker, etc. I am sure she will be grateful for all the options we have.
It is comforting to know that the house is pretty much in order and that we could get by pretending we are ready if the baby does come. Until then though, I like to pretend that our house is part of the underground railroad for oompa-loompas. How cool would that be? Besides being able to house and dress them, the goodies they make would come in handy right now with the lady in charge.
The only area we are lacking, in my opinion – Shelli has a much longer list spread across several pieces of paper, is that we have yet to turn on the heat. In our vain effort to deny the end of summer, we have yet to check if our furnace is working. I thought that today, with a high of 49 and a low below freezing, it might be a good idea to see if the old steamer is working. I know the baby will appreciate that.
Jealous of mamma
Shelli has been amazing throughout the whole pregnancy. She is always smiling and just happy to meet our little Lulu. Every time I see her face light up as the baby kicks I can’t help but feel a little jealous. Don’t get me wrong, I could never handle it. I would demand to be waited on hand and foot. But because I know that is impossible, I can continue to be jealous of the connection between mom and baby. I am thankful that the connection is there, but sometimes I feel left out.
It is because of this jealousy that I came up with a plan. For years, Shelli has been the keeper of the alarm clock. The last couple of months though, I have set my phone alarm to go off 30 minutes before her alarm goes off. Today Shelli finally asked, “why do you keep setting that when you know I am too?” My response was simple, “because, this is my favorite time of the day.”
This is my 30 minutes with Lulu. Sometimes it is before Shelli wakes up, and sometimes she has been up off and on all night. Either way, this is my daddy time. Talking to the belly is heavily advised, but it is also always silly. I try to do it though. My habit in the morning is to check my phone, read emails, look at calendar, etc. So often times I do that and then I tell Lulu all about my day ahead. Other times I just cozy up and fall back asleep next to her with my hand on the belly. I have found she makes a pretty good furnace substitute J
I can’t wait much longer!
