Well, I admit that posting during these long winter months seems to always be difficult for me. In going back and reviewing old posts from years past it appears the trends remain much the same. Gloomy, tired, blah winter... dreams of traveling (specifically to some warm and tropical place via a cruise or an all inclusive resort destination). This winter has been no different... well, except for the multiple snow days... I think we are at sixteen days of school missed thus far, with today being number sixteen and hopefully the last day. It's St. Patrick's Day for cryin' out loud! Mother Nature is NOT getting the memo. Oh' and this winter has also been a little different because this year I'm pregnant. Yep, haven't even found the time to post that little announcement on the blog yet. That's how blah I've felt.
Truly, what do I have to complain about though? More snow days has given more more time to rest, be home with my girls, spend less in daycare costs, but it might also induce a slight case of Seasonal Affective Disorder... it's a real disorder folks, you can look it up. Basically, I've been going through winter with a low grade Depression, and I'm not even kidding when I tell Shaun he really has to take me somewhere nice next winter to help me get through these doldrums. It's always nice to have something to look forward to. And baby #3, am I looking forward to that? Some days I'm really excited... other days I think we are crazy. We are in a sweet spot. No diaper bags, everyone is potty trained, in school, can get up in the mornings and grab a poptart, offering more precious sleep time for me and my hubby. But then I remind myself that we felt incomplete as a family, that all along we've known our family wasn't done. But this time it took six months to get pregnant, not long enough that I was worried, but long enough that I started to question that maybe we were done because it just wasn't "meant to be." And then it happened, and now I've got to re-think it all over again. My problem is obviously that I just think too much, right? My husband is so go with the flow and here I am planning out the rest of our lives with just two children. But in my defense, 1. I'm a planner. and 2. He's usually gone from 4am to 6pm, leaving the bulk of all household and childcare responsibilities to me (on top of my job too). So he gets a new baby, and I get a whole new routine. That's probably not fair to say, but admittedly part of me feels that way. I love my husband though and he's working hard so that he can progress in his career and hopefully before this little bambino comes he can find an even better job making more which would allow for some flexibility on my end of things... maybe I could go to part time. I dream this dream every pregnancy, and it may only be just a dream, but I can't help but hope. Leaving my babies is sooo hard.
Truly we are excited. Baby #3 (this is the nickname for now I suppose) is due September 3rd, just after Amelia turns four. I've been so extremely tired with this pregnancy, and just queasy, but all in all I can't really complain. Some people get violently sick and I've never had that with any of my pregnancies. We find out next month whether this little pea pod is going to be a girl or an "Earl" as we lovingly coined the term when we found out about our first pregnancy. I am not one of those that just knows what she's having. Some women are that way. But I did have a dream of a little boy, so whether that's intuition or just what I want I can't say... Of course knowing this is very likely our last child, we are hopeful that it's a boy, but we shall see! If it's a girl we're set as far as clothing and baby items go so there's a positive to that too.
Well this post has turned into quite a rambling of thoughts, so for now I suppose I shall sign off. I have more catching up to do. We celebrated Ella's sixth birthday at Chuck E Cheese and I'll have to share more about her special day, Shaun got a new car on his birthday (long story attached with that), and other events. So hopefully it doesn't take me another two months to get to those posts, but seeing as Spring is literally just around the corner, I imagine that will inspire more writing. It usually does at least.
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