It seems so unreal that anywhere from 5-8 weeks from now little Chamblee will be here- crying and pooping and... crying! I think I cry once a day now. Over something. Feeling overwhelmed, being excited, hearing K sing to her at night, feeling grateful, washing her clothes and having the house smell like a baby, praying for her, and yes, over the fear that I will make a miserable mother. I know I won't. I'll be awesome. I just get scared and I cry. I have stopped making lists titled "Mass To-Do List Before COG Arrives" because they only frighten me and give me cause to worry. I have about 6 things on that list and they are all things that I can't do right now... but still I stare at it and rant to K that we aren't prepared. We aren't ready. And, that, is crap. We have more clothes for this child than I ever thought she would have...in her first few years... We have toys, we have diapers, and as K likes to point out, "You have the food and we have a crib. She'll be fine. We're ready." He calms me so effortlessly.
And now, I'd like to bring your attention to our chain link count down. Remember when it was like this:
Well, now it's like this:
What happened here? That can't be right. Only 54 links left on the chain? Sigh. We aren't ready. Rinse & Repeat.
Um, this is random and very, very late- but I never shared our 3D pictures of baby guff via my blog world. Most of the people who follow me here are also my FB friends, so it's more than likely you've seen them already. . . but I just want to share 1.
Won'tcha look at that. A little smirk from my little lady. Sheesh she looks just like her dad. That's cool. Good thing he's cute.On to more serious things. I now know what it would feel like if I were on the X Files. I feel like someone has injected some serious funk into me and I now have an alien living, growing and morphing inside of me. Just waiting until it's ripe to tear my skin open and come out ALIVE!!! Ha- but seriously. It's weird. Don't get me wrong- I love feeling her move around all. day. long. But there are just some moves that this girl makes that make me wonder- What. Are you DOING in there?! Last night she woke me up. Kind of. I had gotten up for my 2nd round to the bathroom (much to Bailey's dismay- I totally ruined his snuggle) and I was alllmost back to sleep when WHACK! A fierce kick to the rib. I sat straight up. Well, as straight as I could. Ok, I was mostly just straightening my neck... Anyway, I thought she might be coming out of my side. Like, straight through the skin. I laid still to see if she was finished for a while... Long enough to have to go again. You know, to the bathroom. Duh.
Oh! I had my first baby shower this weekend! I can't wait to tell you all about it, but I am waiting on the pictures from my mom's camera. (hint hint noodle!) I forgot to charge mine. Weird. Anyway, you'll appreciate it more with pics, I'm sure. It was fabulous.
News for the day: We booked a flight to California today! We go at the beginning of October. Risky! My 'little' brother lives out there in Arcata and we have YET to see him on his turf. K got an alert this morning that the fares were as low as they'd ever be so we jumped on it. Then called him to let him know :) Little Cham will be almost 2 months old so here's to crossing our fingers and toes that she is healthy and happy and cleared for flight by then. OMG how am I gonna pack for a newborn?! Yike.
Until Next Time,
The Guff
Flying with a newborn is a breeze. We flew to Pennsylvania with Maddy when she was 8 weeks old. The only hurdle we faced was a carseat for when we got there. Otherwise, the actual travel part was EASY!! All she did was sleep and eat and poop...LOL!
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