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no, not sparklet — that’d be mommy, with the belly sticking out behind her. we’re about 13 weeks in and, if we’re honest, we haven’t been able to hide the baby in mommy’s belly since about week eight.
sparklet doesn’t have a clue what’s in store for her quite yet, and each time mommy tries to explain the baby bump, sparklet lifts up her dress to show us that she’s got a belly, too.
here’s the pregnancy so far:
obviously, it’s still a bit early for a gender — that’ll come in about a month, assuming God doesn’t smite my wife for insisting that she already knows it’s going to be a girl.
It’s getting a little obvious, at this point.
the lady sparkler is also starting to complain that her belly is noticeably getting in the way now (bending over, hugging people). neither are good indicator for my sanity over the next four weeks until we can tell people.
for my part, i’m just keeping my head down and not making eye contact — i nearly ruined it all the last time, so this time my mouth is staying shut even in the face of the proverbial wild horses.
this morning we went down to the georgetown waterfront, which seemed appropriate as it was where sparklet and i went on our first day of paternity leave together and also the place where she first started locomoting in public.
never has the old cliche seemed more appropriate — the more that things change, the more you wonder where the heck the last 12 months went. or something like that.
with my new found salary, we’d already started ticking off a couple of items on our long term wish list — installed a water filter next to the kitchen sink, some cosmetic stuff in our bathrooms, and patched up some outstanding items from our home inspection (including some reinforcing some joists under the porch, and blowing more insulation into the attic).
the big update, however, has been installing a murphy bed in the basement, which instead of being a rental unit we now expect will now play host to a steady stream of family over the next couple of
the bed is just fantastic — it’s built like a tank, and takes an honest-to-God real, queen-sized, 12″ thick pillow-top mattress, which i’m seriously considering putting on the bed upstairs and dumping our old mattress on our guests downstairs (i kid, i kid).
i’m not exactly sure what else is going to be added to the list, but not to worry — the lady sparkler has only been pregnant for six weeks, so she hasn’t really had time to get creative.
for my part, I’m guessing it’s true because (a) our grocery bill has doubled during the last five weeks, and (b) i’m increasingly finding myself alone on the couch after the oh-so-late hour of 9 pm.
of course the interesting twist is that while we had been toying with the notion of “trying” for a couple of months, all that came to a screeching halt six weeks ago when i changed jobs — but somehow the pregnancy fairy found us anyway.
still, despite our occasional thoughts regarding immaculate conception (and my suspicious leers towards the milkman) we’re obviously over the moon — and ridiculously thankful that the nanny has sparklet well on the path towards being potty trained.