Today I got the boys' stockings done, so that crossed one big thing off the list. I thought they would take longer, but they were super simple and quick, and I love how they turned out! I still have to sew Bennett's, but I need to make a trip to JoAnn at some point for more lining fabric, more batting, and some fleece for the cuff. Basically, I was not prepared at all for his! I do at least have the main fabric--it is a green version of Cameron's, and I'm hoping to find blue for the cuff. I'm debating making stockings for myself and Mike, too, so all of ours match, but I'll have to see if I can find coordinating fabrics, maybe even just solid colors.
For Cam, I still need to finish painting the aliens--they could use another coat or two of green, but I'm not sure I'll have the time/opportunity. It's rainy and cool this week, so I'll have to work in the garage, but it's hard to get a moment away when I'm home alone with the kids, and the evenings are busy (with a fuller garage!). I also have to paint eyes on the aliens, and spray them and the scuba diver with lacquer. I have to attach the top door to the submarine, and somehow fashion a periscope and attach it, as well. Fletcher's gifts are done, but his animals need wrapped (first I have to get their box out of the backseat of Mike's car!).
Then, of course, cookies. I failed at Cookie Day today! I was too busy with the stockings and a whiny toddler, so we'll have to do them tomorrow. Or maybe I can mix them up and bake them tonight (that way I'll have Mike's help with rolling out the dough, woo!) and then just worry about decorating them with the kids tomorrow. Yes, that sounds like a plan. Cam is mostly excited about putting the sprinkles on, anyway, so I don't think he'll be too upset if I do the rolling and cutting without him.
As far as the baby is concerned, we are pretty ready! The birth tub is set up, the birth supplies are baked (sanitized), there's a little box set up for Bennett with a couple of first outfits, tiny diapers, and his Aunt Jo blanket. I cleared off the top shelf of my armoire for his diapers and clothes, and the video camera is charged (not sure if we will use it, but just in case!). I need to clear some pictures off of the camera's memory card and make sure its battery stays charged, as well. We are excited for the big day, but I'd be okay with things holding off for a bit, too. I'm eager for him to get here, and I've always wanted a tiny baby at Christmastime, but at the same time I feel like we should just enjoy things as they are now, our last few days as a family of four. Our last few days of decent sleep for a while. Our last few days of more freedom and flexibility.
Also, very important to remember, my last few days of pregnancy! I truly love being pregnant, and as hard as I've tried to get used to the idea of this being my last one, it's hard to imagine. So hard! How can I imagine never feeling a butt in my ribs again? How can I imagine never playing with the little feet that are poking out at me? I miss the movements and the hiccups and the wonder of it all as soon as the baby is out...how can I imagine never experiencing that again? Most of the time I try, I wind up not wanting to think about it anymore. I don't want to be tearful in the last few days, sad about what I'm going to lose.
My goal was to really enjoy this pregnancy (as I did the others), and I know I've done that. That has to be good enough. My next big goal is to really enjoy Bennett's infancy. To take things slow and relax more and take advantage of every opportunity to snuggle him, rock him, nurse him, stare at him, and smile at him, and to take lots of pictures. No matter how attentive I am, no matter how much time I spend with a baby, it always feels like the newborn stage and infancy are ripped out from under me! How does time go so fast?! All time, really, not just the baby time...I can't believe my oldest will be four in just a few weeks! I just have to savor every.single.moment, because last pregnancy = last baby, and that is just as hard to imagine.
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