Family’s gone, the house is quiet, and… we’re taking the day off from school. I couldn’t bring myself to start again. Sad, I know. Tomorrow’s co-op though, and my OB appointment is bright and early at 8am, so we’re back to real life like it or not.
Baby Ocho’s car seat arrived today. I know I have a giant belly, and I know I watch and feel baby move all hours, mostly at night, I know that my baby boy clothes are clean and in a dresser for him, but – getting a car seat delivered in a giant box was a bit surreal. It’s a bit early, but sales last week on Amazon made ordering it early worthwhile. I’m 32 weeks along, and while I’ve gained far less this pregnancy than I did in my last few, I feel huge. I told Blaine I didn’t think I was waddling yet and the look that briefly flashed says that I am. He quickly covered himself, saying it didn’t matter if I actually was or not, if I didn’t feel like I was, that’s great. Pretty sure that means I’m waddling like a fat ol’ duck these days.
I bought myself a label maker. I spent hours organizing my new food shelves in the garage, and made the executive decision that I needed a label maker or I’d be organizing that set of shelves far more often than I’d like. It came today. (In a fabulous moment where the mail truck with the labeler and the FedEx truck with baby’s car seat both pulled in at the same time. My poor children who love to run after the packages didn’t know which way to run first. The giant car seat box made the decision for them. The (new) FedEx driver asked them where I was to come and get the box, and then took one look at me and offered to put the box wherever I chose. Ha.) I’m headed down to figure out the labeler and attempt to accomplish at least one thing today! I’m pretty sure that label maker will become a much used tool around here. “Why, Mother Dear, I didn’t know where that went, so I just stuck it [Insert random place that’s definitely not the answer here. Like on my pillow. Or on the floor. Or on a siblings’ bed. Or on the roof. Or in the pasture now lost forever. Or somewhere unknown, except now it is known, because Maisie has it and has eaten it…]” Now, no excuses! This could be a beautiful thing.