28 Weeks - Daddy's Home

Today, Reid and I hit 28 weeks. 

I still cannot believe this is almost over already. We have realistically 10 more weeks, and Reid will be here. It is still hard for me to really get that we will have 2 kids here in our house in a little over 2 months time. I know this is happening, but of course I've been dreaming of all of the good things that come with having 2 kids, and cringing over thinking of the hard parts about having 2 kids.

Allen just got home Monday afternoon, and we have been trying to scramble to get his stuff together for his elk hunt. Other than that, we have been spending as much time together as possible. Our nights have been spent watching and feeling for Reid to kick or move, and either Hayleigh or Daddy helping me off of the couch. When we go to restaurants anymore, I'm the last to get up, and someone is helping me out of a booth or chair. I hate being helpless like this. I walk slow, and just generally I am in low gear right now. I have been sleeping more and more. Most days, I've been camped out on our couch, letting Hayleigh watch tv, and play with what ever she wants. Just flat out worn down right now. It really makes me wonder if after Reid gets here, I'll have that same surge of energy like I did when Hayleigh was born. Allen and I were talking about that last night, and I told him to not let me do everything again. I've got to focus on feeding Reid- not getting everything done. I can already see it all now- Reid will be here before Thanksgiving, and I'll be taking care of him, Hayleigh, and fixing Thanksgiving dinner if he lets me. PLUS, I have to get the Christmas decor up sometime before that- hopefully when my mom gets here, all of the Halloween can come down, and she can help me get the trees up and everything else I want to get ready, so it will be set for when Reid's newborn session will be. I've been fighting sleep at night too lately. I lay in bed thinking up a list of things I have got to do, and things that will need to be done after Reid gets here. I know I should just relax and not worry about things, but I am a big planner. I still have to find a pediatrician yet too.

Allen worries about me more and more. It doesn't help that I moan, whine, and grunt in my sleep- mainly when I'm trying to get turned over. I even grabbed his arm to help me get turned on my side last night and woke him up. He said it was okay, but I hate having him worry about me, and Hayleigh. We are making it just fine, and that's just something else for him to worry about.

I feel so scattered brained right now, it probably shows. Just so much to do, my energy is running low, and time is running out to when Reid will be here.