In a couple of days, Spencer and I will be just about halfway, give or take a few days, to meeting our little boy or girl. I am 19 weeks and 4 days today, but July 2nd still seems a long way off yet. We find out the sex of the baby a week from today, and I am definitely ready to get another peek at our little one. Aside from wanting to know if I'm carrying a little brother or sister in there, I am looking forward to the ultrasound to see the growth of the baby, to ensure that all of the necessary parts are present and accounted for and working just as they should. So far, all prenatal testing has come out just fine, but the anatomy scan is always helpful at easing my mind. Instincts have told me all along that I am carrying a little girl, but I've been so sure that it wouldn't surprise me in the least if a boy was in there just to give me a little surprise. Like all parents, I'll be happy either way, and honestly don't know if I have a preference for one sex over the other. My girl, Cori, is a handful and a diva, and honestly, the thought of battling it out with two girls sounds mildly terrifying. That said, a girl would be neat to even out our two boys and one girl, and to give Spencer the pleasure of raising a little girl all his own. On the other hand, boys sure are sweet, and tend to be so much easier... at least in my experience. Either way, I am so excited to find out next week, and truly can't wait. We have a lot of pretty solid candidates for baby names, but haven't settled on anything definite for either boy or girl. While I find it hard to believe that I'm already halfway done with this pregnancy, I also feel like I've been waiting forever for the mid-point anatomy scan. I'm in no rush to the end of the pregnancy by any means though. I am pleasantly happy with keeping this little one growing on the inside for as long as he or she needs me to. Babies are, after all, much easier on the inside than on the outside. :)
We have been living in our new house for about two weeks now, and I am in love with it more and more as we settle in. It is becoming our home, and I am beginning to imagine what it will be like to bring a new little one home here. The kids are thriving in the new house, loving the extra space inside and out. Fox is picking up on potty training all of the sudden, and seems to be getting very excited at the prospect of being a big brother. When we ask him, he insists he'll be having a baby sister, and Cori and Avery seem to think the same thing. Fox will be transitioning from daycare to K3 soon, and I wonder how that, as well as a new baby, will affect him. He seems to have really come around to me finally, and doesn't cling to Spencer's side like he did for so long when we first moved in together. Life with two different homes is all he knows anymore, just like Cori and Avery. Speaking of - Cori and Avery are both doing wonderfully in K3 and K4, and have surpassed what they were supposed to learn this school year. Cori spends her days drawing and writing constantly, and I imagine she is a born writer. My question is what to do with the stacks and stacks of books and papers and drawings that she produces every single day. I imagine at this rate, our entire attic space will be filled with boxes of Cori's artwork. Soon, she'll be reading I know, and I'm sure we'll never be able to get her to stop from there, which is just fine with me. Avery has come out of his shell a lot this school year, and while he still clings to me some mornings at drop off, he has gained a lot of independence. The three of them together get on quite well, but certainly have their sibling rivalry going for them. Cori and Fox like to gang up on Avery sometimes, but ten minutes later, Fox and Avery are racing trucks around their bedroom floor, and Cori is screaming from across the hall that no boys are allowed in her room. Ah, kids.
I often wonder how in the world I so quickly found myself here in life, mother to a 3 and 5 year old, stepmom to a 2 year old, and expecting a new baby with my soon-to-be 2nd husband. Life sure is funny, and really has no way of letting you know what's going to happen down the road, but it sure is a blessing. I am grateful every morning when I wake up that I wake up next to a man that I feel is surely the mate to my very soul, and that just down the hallway, we have the most wonderful bunch of children amongst ourselves. I hope I can always find myself in a moment like this, admiring where life has brought me, and appreciating the tough times that always lead to something greater.