This Christmas was one to remember.
Nothing out of the ordinary happened. It was cozy watching movies by the fire, eating popcorn and Christmas candy.
Next Christmas-- will look a bit different...
So far, my pregnancy has been great: no unusual symptoms, no bad morning sickness. I did have a nasty cold that lingered for a couple weeks which involved a visit to my doctor, but that is bound to happen during an over-Winter pregnancy.
Baby, or Little Mack as we like to call him/her, has been moving around like crazy! It is such a weird and wonderful feeling... this little person giving me an elbow every now and then to make sure I don't forget he/she is in there.
Over our Christmas break, my husband and I travelled up to NY to see my family for a few days. Unfortunately, this event only happens once or twice a year-- four daughters, eight grandchildren, living in three different states. It is a time I treasure for sure.
My family has a unique set up: eight grandchildren with one having been born every year for the past eight years. The newest edition, Isaac, who was born in October, received MANY cuddles and snuggles. (Especially from me.)
I can't help it. I don't apologize for it. I clearly remember three years ago, cuddling with my nephew, William, at the time he was just shy of a year. I held him up to my husband and said, "This. I want one just like THIS." I love babies. Since I wasn't having one of my own, I was doing my loyal Auntie duties and loving up on all my nieces and nephews; same went for this Christmas.
As I cuddled baby Isaac, people would say, "...soon you'll have one of your own!" or "...in a few months, this will be your baby."
At five months pregnant, I'm still trying to wrap my head around the fact that a little person is growing and developing inside my womb and these quiet mornings alone (well, Alfie, my handsome cat, is here) will be a thing of the past.
I know that "you're never really ready" and "motherhood is the hardest, but most rewarding thing you'll ever do," but on this side, the fence is way too high to see what it will be like over there in "Motherhood." I hear about it, but don't have the faintest idea how my life will look over there.
When I've asked friends who are now parents, they "don't remember what life was like before." Maybe it's the haze of new love that has entered their lives, but really? No recollection?? Like I said, can't see over the fence. I don't understand yet.
Life is quiet, cozy, and if I want it be, a little lazy on my days off.
Yes, my days off will be a thing of the past; a mere dream...
Nine months does not seem like enough time to prepare. My nesting list, no, I don't like that, my LIFE-ing list is pretty long:
-Finish organizing/cleaning/boxing up my craft room, as it will be Little Mack's room
-Paint the guest bedroom before...
-Moving our bedroom down the hall to said bedroom, as it is bigger and will be next to the nursery
-Lovingly encourage my husband to finish the LAST part of our bathroom remodel: retiling the tub surround ...we're SO close!!
-Setting up the nursery
Nope. Not even close to being ready.
Yep. Motherhood will be crazy hard.
But it'll be OK. I know this because I am blessed with a loving and supportive husband, along with family and friends who will help me through.
Next Christmas will still be cozy, definitely not quiet, but still full of love, just like it always is. And I think I'm ready for that. <3