Phew!

One thing I have learned is that when you have kids, things simply never go as planned. The more you gear yourself to a having a set plan, the more you will be frustrated. So get used to it from the start! Having one child slowed me down a great deal. I am much more "go with the flow." I feel that I have to be. I still get irritated when I have my mind set on doing something and at the last minute we don't because DD simply decides she doesn't want to, or isn't ready yet, or some such. Let's face it, I'm human, and as we grow up we are taught more and more that we need to conform to schedules and time lines and plans. Kids will remind you, forcefully, that we do not start out that way!

Anyhow, so baby number two is due is less than three weeks. When I was pregnant with DD, I read about the growth and progress of the baby daily. I walked every day (just about) and ate really well. I gained the perfect amount of weight. Etc and so forth. I had lots of time to prepare. This time around I feel that I hardly have time to check in with the baby once a week! I read about his progress when I remember. I plan for his arrival inbetween everything else that I have to do. I obviously haven't been here to post in months. I'm busy!! I have trouble keeping the stupid house clean because it is so hard for me to concentrate on any one thing, other than DD, for more than five minutes. (Besides, I'm a lousy housekeeper) And forget getting anything extra accomplished. It's as if I have a huge long list of things to do, and the most pressing get top billing, and they get done when they get done. I decided some while ago that once this baby is born, I will simply have to give up even trying to get anything non-kid related done for quite some time. So I figured I should get a bunch of things done before-hand. That was until DD and I had a really bad cold that lasted for weeks. Out the window went any desire to get things done, including planning meals! Dinner has been thrown together at the last minute every night for weeks. Then DD hits her nose on a seesaw, ultimately resulting in black eyes. Then her finger gets crushed in a cabinet door, resulting in a finger splint for a few weeks. Then it's a relapse of the bug for both of us....and here we are at the present time. I feel as if I am being tested before the big test. It's mind-boggling.

So then today the midwife I saw tells me that I haven't gained weight in my last three weekly visits, and she wants to do an ultrasound to make sure the baby is growing properly. Just what I need on top of everything else. Sometimes I find myself melting down into a crying, stressed-out mess, and I wonder how people manage. How I will manage. Then I remind myself that I can only do what I can do, and everything else just has to wait. So eating more goes to the top of the priority list. But DD felt so awful today that I wasn't able to shop/plan/cook. So another dinner is thrown together at the last minute. Bless my little family, they almost always eat it! ;)

Sighs. My priorities for after the baby is born? A little time alone each day. I'll take five minutes! A little time alone with each child. And yoga.