The days have been hot. Extra hot. Maybe because I'm pregnant, maybe because we're having a regular old Colorado summer. I can't tell. We had some rain a while back, which was welcome, and cooled the house off for a few days here and there, but mostly it's been hawt. Needless to say I've been extra sweaty.
Today we put together your crib - we shuffled furniture around in your room - we went out to eat at Tokyo Joe's. The days are going by at lightning speed, but the nights creep by. For SOME REASON, I can't sleep very well, and I snore a lot, which means that Max can't sleep very well, either. I know this will all change very soon, and we won't be able to sleep at all - but for now I'm just trying to take it all in one day at a time. One thing at a time. I'm enjoying cleaning things out- drawers, corners with piles of stuff I don't need anymore, shelves. We're making room for you. Physically and emotionally.
Feeling you move around inside me while I work during the day is something I will try to remember forever. To cherish. You wiggle and squirm - you feel like a fish, like a flutter, lately feeling more like you're stretching and ready. Ready to meet us. I am worried about delivering you into the world- I know I have to do it, and I know I can. I'm still just taking it one day at a time until you let us know you're ready.
We've taken you on a few adventures this summer- we road-tripped to Bemidji, which we'll post about soon- and we even bought a nice new family car for you. We brought you along to every wedding we photographed this year, and even got to attend a wedding as guests! (I ate two pieces of cake for you, and got out on the dance floor, swollen ankles and all)
We may or may not have picked out a name for you - for now we call you "hey buddy" - so that's going to be a hard habit for us to get out of. Maybe we'll just put Hey Buddy on your birth certificate. I tuned up a guitar and sang to you for an hour the other day. You moved a lot, so I'm taking that as a compliment that you really liked it, and I'll keep doing it even when you're not inside me anymore. (honestly, it'll probably be much easier to play- just saying)
Your aunt-to-be threw us the BEST baby shower last weekend, and we now have an arsenal of adorable clothes to stuff you in, and swaths of fabric to wrap you in once you're here. You are already so loved, and you've turned me into a worry-wart, which I will try to curb, but I make no promises once you start riding a bike or driving. I'm getting ahead of myself, however. Let's just take this one day at a time. We can't wait to meet you, little baby Salzburg. We love you already.