Trimester the Third

Dear Baby Girl,

We have entered the oh-my-God-you-are-coming-so-soon-and-I-lie-awake-at-night-thinking-of-random-things phase. Okay, that’s a lie. I mostly lie awake in early hours of the morning thinking of random things. It is 6AM on a Sunday right now because I get up in the morning incredibly ambitious and ready to achieve lots of things and then crash about three hours later because I wear myself out. Your father says I’m like a puppy who does not know how to regulate my energy. It’s true, but normally I’m in go-mode all the time and the whole “getting tired” thing is really throwing a wrench into it. If only I allowed myself to drink coffee.

So… TEN WEEKS TO GO! I remember when you were only 10 weeks old (I guess by normal age convention you have never been 10 weeks old, but you get what I’m saying), and the size of a kumquat. You’re now a whopping THIRTY weeks old and “about the size of a large cabbage” (according to my pregnancy app…which also happens to claim you are 16” long... which is the largest cabbage I have ever seen). You are kicking pretty much all day (but not to a painful degree), and your father felt you kick for the first time this weekend. It scared him a little, but he is really getting excited. He talks about you a lot, and we are so close to picking your name. We have it narrowed down to two choices that we are both very happy with. The second will likely be reserved in case you ever have a sister.

Our doctor appointments are every two weeks now, which I love because I’ve been an insane worry wart and the more frequent visits give me more comfort. The last one at 28 weeks you were measuring in the 55^th percentile, which is perfect. We had our baby shower (which I will write about shortly), and I have all kinds of great things for you! Yesterday, Dad and I went to the outlets and I went a little crazy with your wardrobe. I got mostly practical things, but please keep me away from Ralph Lauren Kids. I definitely bought some impractical outfits there. Hopefully you like wearing dresses, and can keep it together long enough for me to take a picture. We may have to do an outfit photo shoot every day of your first year of being in the world.

Again, I have to say that your nursery looks great. Everything I add to it makes it better. I just ordered a rocking chair and a pillow for it that I probably didn’tneed but really kind of do because it’s awesome. Once we figure out your name (which has to be soon) I’m going to order some lettering to hang on the wall above your crib. Today, my plan is to tackle washing this myriad of clothing I just bought, and there are a couple of dishes I want to make and freeze for your arrival. I’d like to get in the habit of freezing at least one thing every weekend until you get here, but we’ll see. Again, my ambition sometimes exceeds my level of energy.

One last thing I’ll say: the winter that you came into existence set records in terms of snow. The summer prior to you being born is now setting records in terms of temperature. I believe it got up to 102 degrees yesterday (we haven’t breached triple digits since 2012, and the all-time high is 106 degrees). What a time to be pregnant! 75% of the way there, we’ll see you soon Baby Girl!

Love,

Mom

I didn't totally think when I started taking pictures in this outfit that it would become a belly shirt,
but now I am committed, and the outfit stays.

My favorite picture of your bedroom so far,
Those pictures will likely go on the wall as that is your changing table.

Here it is, your baby bathtub!
Emily (your friend Olivia's mom) bought you an infant bathtub that fits perfectly to a tee in this sink.
You are surely going to love bath time!