Our baby is now in the home stretch
Dec. 19th, 2010 06:42 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
familyvaluesTrimester 3 officially started yesterday. I know babies who are alive and doing well who were born days or weeks younger than our little wiggler is now, in development. (In fact, my own mother and aunt were, in the twenties, and managed to survive -- amazing.) He has a good chance of surviving were he born now -- we just prefer he incubate a tad longer.
He has a name, and though some of you know it, we'll keep it offline until he's born. (And we have a name for in case the doctor was wrong about his boyness.)
We are spending the holidays in the continual process of blending families. I get to meet Audrey's grandma at some point over this period, and Audrey is coming up to my inlaws for Christmas, and maybe Casey's mom will get to meet Audrey's grandma.
The only shower that is definitely planned feels like it's coming up fast just because this is such a busy time of year. It's not so much "we do this, then that, then N more weeks" as "this then that then whoa we're right on the doorstep."
And we are so not ready. I need to block the hole where the mice are getting in, and clean out the cupboards, declutter them, and refill them. I need to get more sleep so I'm ready. I'm not panicking at all, it just seems like this is my last available moment to get anything done.
I have a blog post in mind about the goodness people have shown us, like the complete stranger in a parenting group on facebook who proactively let me know that our entire family would be welcome at her queer-parents playgroup locally (though we're an alternative family, at least one of us is astonishingly straight), and the family members who have gone out of their way to let us know that they don't see family as a DNA thing, and that they consider both the baby and Audrey as family.
It seems like I might want to take some of the time I have left before the baby comes for useful blogging. *Adds that to the to-do list.*
He has a name, and though some of you know it, we'll keep it offline until he's born. (And we have a name for in case the doctor was wrong about his boyness.)
We are spending the holidays in the continual process of blending families. I get to meet Audrey's grandma at some point over this period, and Audrey is coming up to my inlaws for Christmas, and maybe Casey's mom will get to meet Audrey's grandma.
The only shower that is definitely planned feels like it's coming up fast just because this is such a busy time of year. It's not so much "we do this, then that, then N more weeks" as "this then that then whoa we're right on the doorstep."
And we are so not ready. I need to block the hole where the mice are getting in, and clean out the cupboards, declutter them, and refill them. I need to get more sleep so I'm ready. I'm not panicking at all, it just seems like this is my last available moment to get anything done.
I have a blog post in mind about the goodness people have shown us, like the complete stranger in a parenting group on facebook who proactively let me know that our entire family would be welcome at her queer-parents playgroup locally (though we're an alternative family, at least one of us is astonishingly straight), and the family members who have gone out of their way to let us know that they don't see family as a DNA thing, and that they consider both the baby and Audrey as family.
It seems like I might want to take some of the time I have left before the baby comes for useful blogging. *Adds that to the to-do list.*