We're 23 days into the new year and I finally feel like I've found my footing after the holidays.
Our Christmas break was a bit brutal as our household got slammed with sickness that left us housebound for the first week of 2012. Ear aches, flu, strep throat, pink eye - you name it, someone had it. Even the cats were sick, each of them making a trip to the vet for mysterious ailments. Good grief.
We were in survival mode, but fortunately Danny was home to pick up the slack, make pharmacy runs, administer the pills to the cats, and the eye drops to the kids. The man is a keeper.
On top of everything, I turned the corner into my third trimester, and with that milestone came a bundle of classic side effects. I'll spare you those details, save to say they spurred me into action. We have reason to believe this little girl may come earlier than intended (I'm 33 weeks now), so over the last few weeks I've given full rein to my nesting compulsions and preparations for baby are well underway.
There's a handmade cradle by my bed now, looking so inviting that both boys insisted they could still fit in it and would have tried, had I let them. A dresser drawer holds a handful of white infant garments, a few unisex items I saved from the boys. There's now a shelf just for baby in the bathroom, with some of my favorite baby skin care products from Graham Gardens, and teeny newborn diapers.
Despite being housebound and hoarse, Danny and I teamed up in the kitchen to get some meals in the freezer. While the snow fell, we sliced and diced our way to build a little storehouse of lasagna, lamb & lentil stew, chicken soup, coconut chicken curry, chili and more meals for those early weeks with baby.
Just knowing little things like that are in place give me peace of mind. Let this tiny one come early; we can't wait to meet her.
Oh and 2012? I'm ready for you too.