Babies are amazing. Well, not even babies. Fetuses. Here is this little thing, that is still in me, but can be loved so much. My sister-in-law threw me a beautiful shower this past weekend and I was overwhelmed with all the wonderful gifts and well wishes everyone brought. This baby isn’t even born, yet there are so many people who obviously already love it so much, and I’m not just talking about Alan and me.
Our home is starting to look like a home with an infant as the nursery is nearly complete, and there is now a basinette in the living room. Jerry (the cat) seems to think the hammock area under the basinette is for him to sleep in, when in actuality, I’m pretty sure the designer intended for that to be used to store diapers.
Riley and Jerry are very curious about all the stuff we brought into the house this weekend. We are letting them get lots of good sniffs in and really investigate it all. While Riley doesn’t have a clue how her world is going to be turned upside down in just a little over two months, I feel for poor Jerry. His previous owners had a baby and I think he may see some items and know what could be coming next. We’ll try to make the transition as easy on him as possible.
Alan and I are getting very excited to meet Cheeto and start our new life as parents and a nice, little family. I’m sure the next nine-and-a-half weeks are going to fly by, but it feels like they are crawling. Luckily I am still feeling good and just starting to slow down a little bit. This belly is getting big!
