Ah, sweet relaxation with my buddhalicious belly. Because I'm saving my vacation time to add on to a too-short maternity leave, I haven't had a vacation this year, but I permitted myself to extend the long weekend for a much needed escape and a chance to have some special alone time with Josh before our world is turned upside down. We definitely got a chance to unwind in New Hampshire, we hiked (no peaks, let's call it a long walk in the woods), we canoed (well, I was canoed), we played miniature golf, and oh yeah, we got officially engaged. Hello! Mom and Dad will be bonafide after all little fetus, and you'll be at the wedding! Our plan is to city hall it sometime soon and have a real fiesta next summer.
In preggo news, I was reading in The Womanly Art of Breastfeeding a section about breast massage and generally about preparing for breastfeeding and decided to try a little massage and my C and U holds, why not? You would too! Well I'm glad to announce my hooters appear to be in good shape because the massage quickly released a few drops of colostrum! This is a clear fluid that develops before a mother's milk comes in and provides a newborn with valuable antibodies. Well I wasn't shocked it happened, but still you can imagine me shrieking and yelling for Josh 'babe, my nipples are leaking!' I promised I wouldn't spare the embarrassing details so here you go people, leaky nips! (well, they're not just leaking on their own, there was some provocation, it is sort of reassuring though that all the proper mechanics seem to be in place).
Now that we're approaching the home stretch, I'm starting to really get antsy about all the things that still need to be done, this week's task is to schedule meeting a couple of pediatricians in the neighborhood. Baby is going to need a check-up a few days after birth, and then again and again after that, so we have to have a good one lined up and ready. I won't even get started on the home arrangement that definitely needs to happen. Are we going to paint? Where are we going to put everything? And what about narrowing down that list of names? Oy-vey! One thing at a time.
Hello Country Baby!
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