February 11, 2013

Can't Believe I'm Almost There!

I am in my 37th week, now. It's hard to believe that the end is near (well, probably not that near; if this pregnancy follows my previous patterns, I have anywhere from 4 to 6 weeks left, but—I can see the finished line, you know?) I have most of my birth supplies, now; I still need to purchase a car seat (um, yeah. I should probably get on that, huh?) and a throw-away bottom sheet to put on the bed for D-Day, but other than that, I think I'm all set in that department. I bought a little boy and a little girl sleeper last week, so we'll see which one gets returned. My mother-in-law will be coming out, probably beginning of March, or so, and my mom will come a week or so after that. I'm kind of looking forward to getting some naps in, and having a few extra sets of hands to help out with the kids—I have been so tired lately, it's just really hard to get stuff done. I'm still waiting for nesting to kick in, and I'm afraid that I may just miss it this time. Which is kind of disappointing, because my house could really use a good scrubbing.

In other news, I'm trying to figure out what to do with my still-nursing-really-frequently toddler. I'm not planning to wean him, but he nurses waaaay more than my older two did by now, and I'm not sure that I'll be up to cluster-feeding a newborn, while my toddler throws a tantrum on the floor because I'm not cluster-feeding him, too. And bedtime is going to be a challenge if he doesn't at least partially night-wean soon (which he's showing no interest in even considering, right now). We may have to cut back a little, against his wishes. I don't know how that will work out, though. My four-year-old is down to one or two sessions a week, now, and only at bedtime, so I'm not terribly worried about her. I've been thinking of throwing her a weaning party to get her to finish up, but I'm not sure if she's completely ready, yet. She still asks for milkies fairly often at bedtime (our new rule is that she only gets it if it's not past bedtime). First-world problems, huh? I suppose we'll get it all figured out when the time comes that we have to. And I'll just have to not think about it until then.