Everything changed, and everything stayed the same.
That's what has been happening over the past several weeks.
Hi. Here we are.
Baby Sister is safe and sound in Mommy's tummy, wiggling as I type, while Big Brother fights bed time. That's the sameness - those are the constants in our lives right now.
Then there's everything else.
Over the past weeks my body told me it was time to leave work. So I'm back to Stay at Home Mom status. We have transitioned Solomon from his crib into a floor bed. (That is a whole other blog post that I'll share later.) Then, five people moved out of our house.
Something I've never shared via blog is that my sister and brother-in-law and their kiddos have lived with us for quite some time. The details are personal to our family, but they were a part of our household for a long time, but now have bigger fish to fry, and are making a great new start! We are a family of three for the very first time. Having his cousins, aunt and uncle here was all Solomon has ever known. We miss them, and it's a great big huge change for all of us. Now, we're turning our house upside down, rearranging, reorganizing, and setting up two rooms for our two babies!
We will soon be a family of four.
The 24 week ultrasound showed us these sweet chubby cheeks
and confirmed GIRL!
Since then our Newbie Girl has gotten so big! I don't know if/when we will have another ultrasound, but at 33 weeks tomorrow, my belly is as big or bigger than when I had Solomon, at 39 weeks 5 days. I'm growing out of clothes that I wore until the end before. I'm slow moving, and far more sore and achey than I ever was while pregnant with Solomon. I never reached the point with him that I was "so ready" or became completely miserable. This time, it feels far more likely all the time that I will be getting to that point, and it's anyone's guess when it's going to happen.
With all of that said, though, I am technically measuring "normal" according to my doctor, tested negative for Gestational Diabetes, and remain complication free! This has been one very healthy, uneventful pregnancy. With each doctor's appointment, I'm in and out. Nothing scary to talk about, or even very many questions to ask. It seems I'm just a short girl, with a short torso, carrying a baby who is apparently bigger than her brother was. So, it's a little uncomfortable at times, but the biggest blessing!
31 weeks, watching belly wiggles
Pretty well settled into the third trimester now, heartburn has eased up. My guess is that I "dropped" a little, and that gave my digestive system a little break. I'm not completely without Tums now, but much less than those few yucky weeks.
My cravings have changed some. I don't want Coke as much, and I do want McDonald's Oreo McFlurries. Sweets still rule. I've had a few meals this week that consisted solely of watermelon. Oh, I've wanted salads quite a bit lately. (I would do almost anything for a Zaxby's salad right now!!!) Then there's an occasional hankering for a burger.
If I'm remembering my pre-pregnancy weight correctly, I have gained 20 lbs. I don't really mind the numbers at all. Although, without going into too much detail, there are some areas that I'm wondering whether or not they will ever be the same. Just more things that probably have to do with this being my body's second time at this. But really, I feel a bit like a freak show some days. Interestingly, I normally just kind of take note of it and move on. Like "Wow that's crazy! Oh well." I think when you're the mom of an attached toddler you just live with the acceptance that your body is not your own. I usually have something on my clothes, rarely have a full face of make up on, only wear shoes that are comfortable, and spend much more time trying to make Solomon cute than myself. And I'm really okay with it. It's just a season, and the payoff for my investments are pretty fantastic.
Big Brother is learning and understanding more and more about the concept of "baby" and we talk a lot about Baby Sister.
He gives her kisses and hugs and says "awww".
When we see babies, or toddlers, out in public he says "bay bay" and has started offering them something like a cracker or pretzel. Ha! It's pretty sweet. We talk about what it means when babies cry, the importance of being gentle, and how he can help take care of his baby. Now that we're getting rooms ready we're showing him "This is Solomon's big boy room! Right there is Baby Sister's room."

This new-to-us swing is the first of the "baby things" we've brought out and found a place for. Solomon has done really well with it. We will bring out each item gradually and one at a time, and hopefully it will be an easy adjustment - especially since things are moving in and around all over the house right now anyway. The biggest step will be his total move out of our room and the resulting moving in of a bassinet and eventually a real life baby in the place that he was sleeping. That part is at the top of my prayer list right now, for the sake of both of my babies' comfort and happiness! I'm a realist, so I tend to see the possibility of turmoil, but I still know God is bigger. His desire for their well-being is even greater than mine, and I know He will take care of all of us!
These are really exciting times, in more ways than one. My birth plan is typed up and printed out. My hospital packing list is ready. Little by little we are getting things in order.
It's funny though, isn't it? We're getting all prepared and orderly just in time for everything to change again. And then we'll look around and say, here we are, and keep trying to get it right, all over again.
That's what families do. That's what growth does.