Apparently, I wasn't thinking ahead...
When I first did the layout on the pregnancy picture, the idea was to have them all exactly alike, so if you wanted to, you could do a slideshow of them and it would be like a time-lapse video of the explosion of my belly. But apparently, I didn't have enough foresight because I'm going to have to change the layout. If I don't make the pictures wider, my enormous belly is going to run off the page or else the elbows overlap from the front and side shots. Guess I didn't think I was going to get this big. And hopefully no issues and baby stays put for a long, long time. A few contractions were threatening last week, but they've eased off now.
What else? So much. Trevor has Fifth Disease, which sounds scary, but is really just a virus that most kids get at some point or another that has an associated rash. So no big deal, except it can be dangerous to pregnant women and causes something crazy like 5% miscarriages if you get it in your first 20 weeks. Fortunately, I'm past 20 weeks, and also apparently am immune from some earlier exposure in my lifetime. It only took 1 doctor's visit and 50 badgering phone calls to get this reassuring information. Gotta love that office staff.
We're packing furiously as the movers are supposed to come on the 26th, which is 2 days after we get back from NYC. I still need to hire a painter and a carpet company and a carpenter to work on our house to get it ready to sell. Oh, and a furniture staging company too. But we're 10% packed so it shouldn't be any issue figuring all that out in the next 4 days, right? Arrgghh! Stress!
My friends apparently weren't impressed with the tacky 70s retro flair of our new house and think I need to get HGTV on the case to rescue me. I'm open to all free renovations that are offered, but otherwise, 2 mortgages and no job (long unpaid maternity leave coming up) mean I'm putting on my polyester leisure suit and ABBA records and living the 70s dream.
Oh, and we put Trevor's bed in Hayden's room so we can re-convert our "nursery" to a closet so it will appeal to someone other than us. So today we had 2+ hours of everything but napping at nap time. Since they're going to be sharing a room permanently at the new house, I hope the novelty of sharing a room wears off quickly. But either way, they'll eventually be exhausted enough to sleep, right? Please just humor me here.