Growing

As I write this, I am thinking that I only write here about once a season now. I should try to frequent it a little more. Everything is growing these days, including myself. Terran is now a little boy, no longer a baby. He communicates with us and puts up a good fight. He was slow to start growing physically but his clothes are finally getting small now. His feet are bigger and smelly at the end of the day from so much action. He is sort of starting to pee in the toilet. He's still my baby but he doesn't act like one anymore.... My tummy is getting huge and I am so heavy these days. The only relief I get is when we go to the pool on a hot day and I get to bounce, almost weightlessly, in the cool water. I was not so eager to get a swim suit for my pregnant self but after a hot day, I just went and got one, and it's the best maternity outfit I've gotten so far.
I am entering my nesting phase. We set up the kids' room with the baby in mind. I move furniture all around the house, trying to get Pat to help. Sometimes he does, sometimes he doesn't. And when he doesn't, it just pisses me off. If I weren't pregnant, I could do all of it myself but it's just not possible now. He puts up a big stink about moving things and I just don't understand why.