Clip-On Ties....I DIE.

So I've had about like what 3 weeks to let this all sink in.  aka I haven't updated anyone about anything cause I'm sleepy.  BUT...My hormones are playing all happy & nice today.  I've also been doing a little online browsing for baby boy STUFF.

My child is going to be SUCH a weenie.  I mean...a cool weenie...but I can't get over the tweed and the corduroy and the plaid....and the flannel...I'm just gah...I DIE.

Over the weekend I went through just one of the boxes from the bebes and found a few gender neutral things for this little guy.  We have the opportunity to resurrect the "My Dad's a Geek" onesie.  Which makes both Dave and I very happy.  A few yellow and green onesies and some sleepers.  I have a cream and then a blue bundle me wrap up thingamajig.  You'd think I would know what these things are called at least after having one child but alas, I do not.

My list of needs/wants for this little person is growing daily and I'm SO excited to go shopping.  I have made myself a deal though that I'm going to wait till after Christmas merely for the sales.  I can't imagine how much great winter stuff I'll get for pretty cheap after the holidays.  I am however dreading the 9 months pregnant after Christmas mall visit.  Maybe this "recession" will keep people out of the malls the few days after Christmas.  That would be stellar.

As I'm sitting here I'm getting violently kicked.  I'm pretty okay with it though.  I keep telling Dave that this child is WAY more active than the bebes was.  He doesn't believe me, he keeps telling me that its the second time around and I'm just more aware.  My toddler while she has her moments is ridiculously mellow most of the time.  This child is INSANE.  I remember when I was pregnant with Bebes and how the Dr would ask me if I'm feeling any movement and at first I wasn't sure but even when I was sure there wasn't a lot of movement.  This child is active from 8 AM till 10PM EVERYDAY.  I like though...when Dave has opinions about these things...mostly cause i just laugh at him...and complain about how he doesn't get it to my friends.  He likes when I do that. Haha

Side Note: Can we get Katie Perry out of my head please?  I'm kinda over it.

Side Note 2: My new love is hot pasta with cold shredded cheese on it.  It's a texture thing I believe.

I'm creating a calendar of events and projects and activities that need to happen between now and next April. I'm not a paper calendar girl but I did this when the Bebes was born and I actually put it in her baby box.  It showed how much work we put in to making her a space in our lives and I think it just kinda showed how excited we were for her to come home and hang with us...for 18 years.  I keep thinking back to that time and realizing how unprepared we were.  Not so much to have an infant...thats a separate rant all by itself..but how broke we were and how our little girl had a crib next to Dave's seminary books.  Her closet had guitars in it.

This time, she has her own room in a house not an apartment and the new little guy has a nursery all to himself.  Their rooms will be painted and styled according to their cute bedding and individual 'stuff.' I've already got diapers ready to go and a full maternity leave covered with at least partial pay.  I have a sitter set up for when I return to work. I'm already prepared for that event, even though it will be hard.  I am not stressing about all the extra stuff.  I'm sure an almost 3 year old and a newborn will be enough.  I'm glad the rest of it has been pretty much figured out ahead of time.  This time around I'm feeling much more excited and not so nervous about whats ahead of us.....and I have more yoga pants to wear.  Huzzah!

I'm also excited for a glass of red wine.  I remember when I was pregnant the first time my greatest annoyance was that I couldn't drink.  I'm a stickler to the no drinking thing.  I cant imagine if something were to happen or was wrong with this little guy how I could ever NOT blame myself if I had drank during a pregnancy. Anyway my point is: I was DYING for a drink when I got home from the hospital.  Dave and I are drinks with dinner type people so I had a really hard time adjusting to no adult beverages.  This time around I just want that glass of red wine in a 'calm and relaxed hanging out on the couch' sort of way.  Oh and a margarita.  And lunch meat and tons of soft cheese.  SIGN ME UP.  maybe I'll have a soft cheese and lunch meat sandwich with a glass of red wine.  That pretty much sounds disgusting haha.

Okay rant over.  I need a Coke and some french fries, which is ironically what the bebes tries to serve me when shes pretend cooking at home.  I'm not sure if she even knows what a Coke is?

Goodbye forevers.  Maybe if you're lucky I'll stay away...OR...come back more chatty and rambly than before.  Oh rambly...not even a word.