My weight gain is pretty much on par with my last pregnancy, but for some reason my skin is stretched so tight that my veins are clearly visible from my armpits down my sides and across my belly. It looks like a road map or a freakish tribal tattoo. All things considered, I look pretty good considering my due date is less than a month away. But the veins are kind of freaking me out.
I’m trying to maintain order and keep the dirty at bay just in case I am lucky enough to have this baby early. Somehow I’m keeping on top of the laundry- the washing, not the folding and putting away, and the rest of the house is fairly clean right now. My spring cleaning last week paid off. I went a little bit nutty, washing walls and moulding in addition to the regular cleaning, and the house looks better than usual. The children are constantly thwarting my efforts at keeping the toys picked up, but I don’t blame them. Much.
I haven’t prepared as many meals as I did when I was pregnant with the baby. I’ve lost interest in cooking completely. I managed to make and freeze beef stew, ziti, and enough dough for 4 pizzas. I’m sure there is something else down there that I am forgetting, but if not, I spent an obscene amount of money on convenience foods at Trader Joe’s to get us through the first few weeks. I also spent a lot of Amazon gift card money on pyrex storage containers so if I’m extra motivated I can make and freeze some more.
The Fiendling is quite adamant that he wants a gwirl. He would love a gwirl so much that he might even want ANOTHER sister. He’s not so keen on the idea of a boy. He already has a brother and doesn’t need another.
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