Here we are at 30 weeks, already. YIKES! I probably said that at 20 weeks, but I still had half the pregnancy to go. Baby #2 seems to be going by much faster than baby #1. That's probably because I'm busy chasing after baby #1 and I don't have time to think about baby #2. Poor girl. And she still doesn't have a name.
Of the names Wes has come up with (since he is "picking" this one) I really don't care for the one Wes really likes. Of COURSE! But I think he is just being stubborn and holding onto this name because I told him I don't particularly like it. What a way to stress out a pregnant lady.
Anyway, so the pregnancy...
Still a lot like Reed's. Back pain and heartburn galore (but I got my meds adjusted so I'm doing good now). Sister is a mover and a shaker. I don't remember Reed moving this much, but that was over a year ago (which may make you think I'd remember better....not).
Sleeping is ok, but napping is starting to become a challenge. Every time I try to lay down and nap, I can't seem to turn my brain off to calm down and sleep. I keep trying though, because me and sleep had become great friends again and that friendship is going to end soon. I keep praying that sister will sleep better than Reed did. I don't know if I can make it through another year without a full night's sleep.
No cravings, just like during my first pregnancy. All-in-all a very boring (but blessedly healthy) pregnancy. It just looks more and more like I have swallowed a basketball but it is getting more and more difficult to get on the floor and play with Reed.
Here in the fiery furnace of Texas we are just trying to make it through the brutal summer, which has kept us at home and indoors most of the time, in the hopes that cooler temperatures are coming soon. The only problem with that is that means sister is coming soon, too. I'm trying not to wish away this time because it'll only be the 3 of us for a little longer and I want to try and enjoy being with Reed and playing with him while it's just us. Makes me get emotional. I'll blame it on the hormones.
Sister's room is slowly coming together. My awesome husband has been working so hard at every spare minute of his break to get it done. Unfortunately, the break was too short and the work load was too large. He was stressed because of everything he had to do and I was frustrated because I couldn't help him do anything. Moving furniture was out of the question, as was painting, getting on ladders to put up crown molding, and touch-up painting. Here are more "in progress" pictures:
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| "Measure twice, cut once" does not apply to crown molding. No matter how many times you measure, you'll have to cut it again (especially when you don't have 90 degree corners). |
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| "Do we just start cutting?" |
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| First board goes up!! |
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| Reed was managing the project from afar. |
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| A not-so-easy sloping roofline. |
The good news is it is finally done! Well, the painting/crown molding part. We aren't going to put a crib in there yet as Sister won't be using it for a few months, plus it's nice to have an extra bed for my mom to sleep in when she stays the night. We have a futon and couch, but beds are usually more comfortable. We are using the current bedding to make the baby bedding, so again, we won't need that for a while. Here are a few pictures of the "finished" product:
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| View of the dresser. This was Wes' childhood dresser. |
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| Deep purple curtains and art work. This shows off the glossy stripes. |
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| The awesome crown molding. Makes is much more feminine. Crown molding is tough with 90 degree corners, but add in a slanted roofline and they had their work cut out for them. But my Dad and Wes did an amazing job. |
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| Another view of the weird shaped room. Wes said he will NEVER do crown molding again, unless the room has 90 degree angles. |
The pictures don't do it justice. If I had great lighting and an awesome camera it would look amazing to you. It turned out really well. I think the pink and deep purple go really well with it.
Meanwhile, we inherited an enormous amount of baby clothes for sister. When I say enormous, I mean boxes upon boxes, upon boxes. Thanks Angela (seriously, thank you). So I busied myself with sorting through all the clothes and determining what we would keep, and what we would share with another family also having a girl in November. After this fiasco, I decided I needed some help. My mom came over and spent a day going through and sizing everything/taking off tags/helping wash/putting together an organizational plan for all the clothes. We seriously don't need clothes until this girl is 9 months old. CRAZY! (but Angela will be sending over more clothes as soon as her daughter is out of 9 month sizes). It's good to have friends that love blessing each other.
So really, all we need now is diapers, wipes, and a baby (and a name). That gives me time to relax and play with my little boy, who is not so little anymore. =(
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| "Feeding" himself yogurt! |
Onto football season!!
Enjoy!
The Turners
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