Something Interesting

Okay so I have two random bits of info I wanted to share.

I have a quick and very proud update on Joseph. We recently found a toddler bed that is perfect for our family (used and cheap and might last) and put it in Joe's room. He laid down for a total of 20min and then asked to get into his crib. So after three days, I just removed the crib all together. The only option for sleeping now is the toddler bed, or the big boy bed (you should hear him say that!). Today, he not only slept for nap time in the bed, but went to sleep tonight in the bed. So my little boy is now sleeping in the big boy bed and I'm both elated and so sad. I love seeing my little ones progress (and this was a smooth one), but it's so hard to see my little boy growing up. I seem to love the growing up with my girls, but it's been really difficult with my boy. I don't even have another boy on the way to mitigate these feelings! Oh well, that's life right? So I am rejoicing and lamenting at the same time. Hey, prerogative of a mom.

I also noticed something horrible tonight. Every night before I go to bed, I put up the baby gate in the hallway. Evie has been big enough to climb over or even take it down by herself for some time. It's up not to keep her from going too far, but to remind her it's not allowed to go past the gate. She does a great job and now that Joe is more free it will help him too.

So anyway, the baby gate goes up when I go back to bed. Well, with Chris deployed I spend all my time in my room on projects, phone calls, emails, blogs, etc. I go out to the kitchen for snacks, but that's it. Well tonight something awful occurred.

The baby gate had somehow gotten really high looking! No, I didn't change it's location or how high I put it when I secured it in the hallway. I usually just straddle it and step over, but tonight I was a bit nervous. So I got right up next to it and realized it wasn't what had changed. I am fatter and now more unbalanced and the idea of stepping over anything that is that high, even slowly, is a bit nerve wracking. So it's official for those of you who are wondering: I'm pregnant and I very much look it and I'm looking it more every day as my recent gate experience will attest.

It just happened so quickly, going from nothing to a huge bump (okay, not huge to you), that my self-concept is a bit off. It takes a while for my idea of me to register that I'm a bit lopsided now and need to take the appropriate measures. By the time I do get it, I'll have a baby in my arms! That's the way it goes. One day I look not pg, the next day I have a large belly, and my poor mind with all it's difficulties can't keep up. That's why I fall over nothing, or get stuck in smaller places, or get super tired so quickly. I forget what I actually look like or that I'm in the third trimester. It's one of those weird side effects of the kind of pg's I have!

Well, there you go. My "something interesting".