I get around to it. Eventually.

22 weeks a photo by WhimOfFate on Flickr.


 Yes, I'm too lazy to get dressed. I've been feeling off all day long. I woke up with what I'm assuming is low blood pressure. Every time I feel like I've got it under control, I get dizzy, weak and I start seeing spots. I have to lie down for a while. Rinse. Repeat. 

That's just normal, though. 


I'm slowly building my registry for the baby. It's so hard to ask for things. I'm happy to report that I finally settled on some bedding and that has opened the door to visualizing the nursery. Link to bedding for those that are interested. There are some cute little pink owls that go to another bedding set that I'm hoping to add to sort of soften it up. I'm very baby about keeping things girlie. I'm very unisex in my head. I don't have to want girlie things because everyone else is going to shove them down my throat and down Nora's throat. Gender roles confuse me. It's like we're trying to make demands on our child's personality before they even have a truly developed one. 


My girlfriends and I got together this weekend and chatted about the baby shower. They wanted to know what I have in mind and they're going to take over for me from there. After the first baby shower fiasco anything will be better. My idea is that we're going to have an outdoor carnival with some gift-giving thrown in. Like, a party with a side of baby stuff.


I really want to celebrate being pregnant. I want there to be joy and laughter. It's a silly thing, but I'm always looking for ways to make life more enjoyable. I want people to have fun, but I'm not concerned about whether or not people think it's weird. 


There has been a lot of chatter from family about how there's going to be a "shadow" over Nora's life because she's a girl, because Mazzy died, blah blah blah and I'm wanting to combat that. I don't believe that there will be a shadow or cloud over Nora's life just because she's a girl. Stupid people have said stupid things about how having a boy would've been "easier" on us. Or that they think it's great we're having another girl because we'll "get to experience what we missed out on" (with Mazzy.) I think everyone has ideas and theories and that's great, but they aren't me and Adam and all we care about is being parents. 


I get annoyed. For now we'll put my little outbursts off to "hormones" and wait until later before I make any real moves. 


Strangely enough my favorite part about this weekend was pulling the weeds in the front yard. I hate the landscaping, but we're funny about that. We figure if we have a boring, generic front yard strangers won't assume we're awesome (we are) and that we have cool things or nice taste. I'm overly worried about being robbed because we have just what we can afford and if anything is stolen we will be without for years. And thieves don't know that. 


I still fantasize about having this amazing backyard. I want a pretty space to sit and escape my life. I live in this house nearly all of the time. I need my escape to be easily accessible, like walking down the stairs and out the door. Whee.


Spring is doing lovely things for my soul.