Just thinking.

It has been just over one month since we completed the big move from Louisiana to Michigan. We are settling in quite well. Although, I'll admit, the thought of being in the place J and I both grew up, dated, got married, etc without him for a year...it gives me anxiety if I really stop and dwell on it. So, I try to avoid it. Much like everything else right now. :)

J's leave is going by entirely too fast. Soon he'll be on his way to his new "home" for the year. Just one short month after that IJC will be starting school and roughly 2 weeks after that, Little Miss will be making her appearance! IJC was 9 lbs 6 oz when he was born, my BP had been giving me problems the last 3 weeks of the pregnancy, the list goes on. I was induced about a week after his due date and while it was long (21 or 22 hours), it was a successful vaginal delivery. Definitely did an alarming amount of damage to my nether bits and the uterus itself but it was a smooth-ish recovery. Aside from the popped stitches that were never properly addressed. Thankfully, new baby doc said she is going to see what she can do since it isn't just an aesthetic issue. The scar tissue is actually a painful annoyance. All of this to say, the doctor (with my approval) set a tentative induction date at around 39 weeks to try to avoid the BP stress and another large baby from doing much more damage.

I've already heard everything under the sun about letting babies come when they are ready, why inductions are bad, etc, etc, etc. I just don't have the patience for the mommy war bull shit this time around. I don't need the thoughts of other people who hang their self confidence on all of the mommy awards they've won for super crunchy green all natural birth, feeding, living, etc. Period. It just blows my mind that women everywhere feel so comfortable telling other women what they are doing/going to do wrong. It must be a supreme feeling to actually think that your opinion supercedes all others and should be taken as gospel.

So, other than that...we are just spending our time relaxing as a family these last few days! Enjoying summer. IJC and J have been getting loads of fishing time in. If IJC could go fishing every day, he'd never ask for anything else. Other than maybe hotdogs and water. The kid would survive on these 2 things only if we'd let him. Eek.

I'm trying to enjoy each day as much as we can but I find myself obsessing and planning for the routine we will be in once J leaves. Once the baby is here. Trying to focus on how I can make days easier for all of us. Planning a few activities to look forward to each month. Just being a control freak about encouraging the year to pass quickly while trying to enjoy it and not just wish an entire year away. Especially considering it is going to be nearly the entire first year for baby sister. Not an easy task...