Hello, third trimester! Time has gone so quickly… I can’t believe there are only 12 weeks left. Twelve seems like such a small number, but at the same time it still feels like August will take too long to get here. I was telling Sean the other night that I am so ready for it to be time to have this kid, and not just because I am tired of being pregnant (and will only get more and more tired of it from this point on). It is just that we have spent all this time preparing for her, and getting the room and baby gear together. It is like making a plan and then having to wait to put it in action and see how it turned out. That is frustrating for me.
Of course there are still things left to do, and I have been procrastinating. We still need to register; get addresses together for the shower guest list; there is still some stuff in the closet I need to find a home for; and I need to clean out the downstairs coat closet too so we have a place to store the stroller; need to research/find a baby monitor; pick a pediatrician; figure out day care; attend baby classes; and I am sure there are other things we haven’t thought of. And suddenly it feels like we are running out of time.
Really, the only important thing to get done before she arrives is picking the pediatrician though, and probably sorting out day care since there may be a waiting list. And we are already signed up for the baby classes, but I feel like I should go hunt some books or something too. I really did mean to get the registry taken care of yesterday, but the people we sold our old couch set to screwed up our day and we didn’t get to… so it has been pushed to next weekend. (They said they would be here “early” and kept pushing the time back until they finally showed up around 7:30pm)