Foggy Days, Sleepless Nights...

I admit - I was the first person to roll my eyes at all of the preggo women out there saying they had "baby brain", absentmindedness and were forgetful. Whatever, I thought. You already to get to eat anything you want and blame it on the child in your belly, get your own parking at the grocery store, get endless amounts of attention - you don't need another excuse.


But let me tell you - this Baby Brain isn't crap after all. IT IS TRUE - and evil. For starters, it has only taken me 30+ days to remember my password to this blog, then when I did, I managed to draft one of my best works of blog writing. And then...I accidentally deleted it. It took me several more days to get over it. So that’s where I am now….

Here’s the baby update – the little guy must be growing like a weed. He has soccer practice in the afternoons and practices his hair band head bang sometimes in the evening. He hasn’t forgotten about karate either – but that usually comes sometime mid-morning (after a snack.) I am certain he’s tall – he stretches from one side of the belly to the other. And if the tale is true that indigestion brings lots of hair, he just might look like an ape when he arrives. He’s had the hiccups a couple of times, decided that somersaults where fun on other occasions and locates the bladder quite often – poking at it when you least expect it.

As for the momma – I am growing too. My size 10 foot can only be squeezed into size 11’s now. I have outgrown a lot of clothing as well – and preggo clothing shopping isn’t as fun as I thought it would be. Every time I hold up a cute sundress in my size, it looks somewhat similar to a tent. I have almost resorted to a mumu – or should I say moo moo!! Just like the little guy, I have put on a few pounds (27 pounds to date) and look forward to what the next 6 weeks brings. My legs, ankles and feet still look barbaric (you’ve all seen Fred Flintstone right?) and just when I thought, “Gosh…my face hasn’t swollen too much,” I saw a picture of myself. (As Julie would put it, “well hell’s bells.” As Mom would put it, “oh cuss word.”)
My clumsiness and absentmindedness set in full force a month or two ago. I have managed to accidentally break things, run out of gas in my car, lose my car in parking lots, get lost in Dillard’s almost causing a panic attack, forget tickets to events to cause me to buy new ones, forget laundry for days in the washer (always a nice smell)…the list goes on and on. If it weren’t for Blaine tagging behind my every move at home, who knows what I would do. And thank goodness some of my co-workers have experienced this before or I would be up a creek with no paddle.

Despite the mishaps, the swollen feet, the anxiety and the sleepless nights, it’s all for a good cause. These are only small reminders of the many ways your life is about to change.

At my first baby shower, I opened gifts with the ooh & awww’s that every new mom should. Everything is so cute and I am overjoyed by how much thought my friends have put into things. The second baby shower, the ooh’s & awww’s continued – so very thankful for everyone and everything they are doing for us. But somewhere about halfway through, it hit me – WE ARE HAVING A BABY IN 6 WEEKS. **See Julie’s and Mom’s sayings above.

Not so sure why the ton of bricks landed on me yesterday but for some reason it did. I knew we were having a baby – but I guess the Diaper Genie made it real. It’s not just cute outfits, hats and shoes. It’s not just getting to redesign a bedroom and bathroom in the house. It’s about diaper changes, sleepless nights, feedings….it’s about the first day of kindergarten, overnight trips to Nana & Papas, 8th grade graduation and prom.

As Blaine and I have both realized, our days are numbered. Our days of picking up and heading to the lake at the last minute are gone, our days of sleeping in on weekends and lounging on the couch watching a movie or two, our days of going to dinner and a movie for a date night are almost gone too. But we so much look forward to the more important days – the first smile, the first crawl, the first word (which will be “momma” by the way) and the first step. We know it will be worth it in the end.

So …with 6 weeks to go, we are looking forward to our numbered days. Bring on the diapers (we have the Genie), bring on the sleepless nights (I am almost used to it), bring on the feedings, the cries and whimpers. We are ready to rock out as parents and begin this new chapter in our lives.