It’s an old joke at this point in the pandemic, but it’s definitely groundhog day over here. It’s hard to write about anything new, because there’s really nothing new. As our risks increase and the virus has gotten more contagious, we’re leaving the house even less than before. We’re now ordering groceries online and having them delivered to the house, we haven’t seen anyone in months, and while we might have braved a trip to Target occasionally before (okay I’ve gone twice in this pandemic), we’re no longer doing that.
And while I’m cheering everyone I see get the vaccine, since they’re little bits of hope to hold on to, it’s hard too. We know it’s going to be months and months before we’re offered it, and it’s not easy to watch others move on with their life and get to see people and do things that we can’t. And won’t be able to do.
Pregnancy wise, I’m still sick and still tired. Some days I’m super hungry and craving all the things, and some days nothing sounds good to me. I could nap all day long, and it’s impossible to complete daily tasks sometimes. Everything is exhausting, my patience is gone, and I honestly don’t know where the days go.
I’m also at the point where things are real enough that I want to do something to mark the pregnancy, but also not real since this baby is still so far away. It’s the point that would usually send me out shopping, to get some fun new maternity clothes or a baby outfit. Just to add to the enjoyment of things. Going to stores isn’t an option, though, and after a year of online shopping for EVERYTHING, it’s no longer enjoyable to me. Another thing that’s not that big of a deal, but another thing to mourn, just the same.
Speaking of stuck in the house, depending on when you’re reading this, it’s either going to snow 5 inches tomorrow, or we just finished shoveling the 5 inches we got the other day. Snow snow and more snow. While I would much prefer it to come in November and December, we always seem to get it in February when everyone is just OVER IT. I’ve been dreaming for 40 degree weather, yet it’s no where in sight. If the kids were just a bit older, I would curl up on the couch watching movies and drinking cocoa with them. Instead we’ll probably play with trucks, pretend to vacuum the floor, and climb on E’s new big kid bed.
He’s doing okay with the bed, by the way. The first week was rough, with a lot of falling out, but that seems to have stopped. He occasionally wakes up because he’s lost something in the bed and needs us to find it, but he’s doing great. He’s never once left his bed at night, and I’ve only once found him sleeping on the floor instead of in the bed. He occasionally wakes up early, but usually plays in his room. Occasionally he’ll come say hi to me as I’m working, but not often. It’s amazing to watch him become such a big kid!
I think the most exciting thing to happen to me this week, is that I got a new cell phone. My old one was E years old, and I was mostly worried about it randomly dying on me some day like Tom’s last one did. Plus with a new baby coming, I wanted to have it all set up before then. At this point each new phone is so similar to the last that there’s not much to be excited for, except for a much longer battery life. I’m sure if I went anywhere, that would be important.
I also finished making stockings for the family! Woo hoo! I’m still not really sure where this impulse came from, but suddenly our family NEEDED homemade, matching stockings for next Christmas. The only thing I’m stuck on now is how to personalize them. The front is a bit busy to add embroidered names to, so I’m debating if it’s weird to add them to the back. Or possibly just an initial, which would then limit our options for naming baby!
