My Many Blessings (30 wks)

So to keep you updated, here's what's going on in the world of this quest:

We bought the rocking chair and matching ottoman, got it set up in the living room (where it will be well used in the wee hours of the morning I'm sure!), and after hubby and I had tried it out for a bit, the cats immediately claimed it. They look so cute and cozy in it, I have to take a photo to show you. Honestly! But they're going to have to learn that the chair is mine and when I want it, I will get it. Them's the breaks.

Last Saturday, my girlfriend Maxine hosted a surprise baby shower for me so my good friends here in the capital region could fête Petit as well! I was so stunned to walk in her house and see 12 or 13 of my best friends gathered, all in my honour! Bless her heart for having taken the time to do that. I never expected that at all and I was moved beyond belief! I even had one girlfriend drive down from Montreal with her 4-month old to attend! There were friends from university, friends from my old workplace, neighbours, even my MIL and SIL attended and brought my stepdaughter! We received some lovely gifts too, ranging from blankets and clothing to books, bathtowels, and a number of practical items like a pacifier/thermometer! I spent a lovely afternoon chatting with my friends and I was touched to see them all there for the express purpose of celebrating this baby with me. I know many of you read this blog and once again, thank you from the bottom of my heart for your kindness and generosity. I am honoured to call you all my friends.

Sunday, we celebrated Lil K's 12th birthday! My friend K (you remember her? She was diagnosed with cancer and had surgery last year) and her daughter invited us and hubby's kids to go out for a movie and then for dinner together. I can't believe Lil K is 12!! When I met them, she was a one-year old infant. Eleven years have flown by and I can't fathom that she's a young woman. Eeesh. Makin me feel old again...

I've spent much of this week washing Petit's clothing and bedding, getting things ready. We've moved around some pieces of furniture in our bedroom to make room for the pack and play (aka playpen) that Petit will be sleeping in for a few months. I'm trying to organize the change table so that all the items we need are within arm's reach, but it's hard to do that sort of thing when you've never done it before, yanno? I'm trying to figure out what to put in a bag for the hospital (yeah, I have a list, but I have to GET things in order to put them in the bag), and just trying to get final things in place. We have things like the diaper bag I wanted (Baby Sherpa knapsack) and the stroller/car seat combo. We've yet to get the monitor for the baby's room though. I vowed that I would get most of it done by the time I hit 30 weeks so that I could finally put my feet up, slow down and just enjoy the last 10 weeks or so. I'm getting there. Fine, so it might be 32 weeks before the last-minute stuff is done, but it's coming together. Really it is!

My sister just shipped me an order of cloth diapers that I'd picked up online as well. I purchased a bunch of BumGenius 3.0 diapers on sale last week and I can't wait to get them! Along with that, I got a few prefolds and covers, but I know I need to get lots more of those. Still working on that too.

And to top it all off this week, I'm coming down with a cold. I knew it was too good to last. I've been so healthy during this pregnancy, I was just waiting for the other shoe to drop! But yesterday, I sneezed and thought to myself, "Uh oh... that wasn't just a sneeze. That was a 'cold' sneeze." And lo and behold, the stuffy nose and sore throat have followed suit. Ugh. I expect I'll be curling up with some OJ and a blanket tomorrow rather than celebrating National Public Service week with my colleagues. Here's hoping the sniffles don't last long.

Thirty weeks.

THIRTY. Did you read that?!

Oh.

My.

God.

I'm still amazed. Every day I touch my growing tummy and feel this baby.
Every day I hope that things continue to go well.
Every day I keep my fingers crossed that there are no complications and that soon we'll get to welcome Petit into our lives.
I wonder what he/she looks like.
I wonder about what sort of temperment Petit will have.
I wonder if he'll have my interests or my husband's. Or neither!
So many things to wonder about, it's no surprise I can't sleep at night!