R U ready to rock?

Had to post these photos of Wilder with his new drum set. Our friends the Neals got it for him for Christmas — Jynnette swears she asked my permission beforehand and says I said "yes." Must've been a moment of insanity. Actually, the drum set has been relatively unannoying so far. Anyway, Friday we had the day off and I caught Wilder in there channeling his best inner rock star. I love both these photos:



So my apologies for blogging so rarely these days. It's amazing what trying to settle into a new house + trying to launch a website at work + trying to prepare for bedrest + baby, etcetera etcetera will do to a girl's free time. Doing my best to keep a stiff upper lip, but in all honesty I'm ready for it to be April or May already.

The house is great. We're loving the fireplace, particularly given the low temperatures these days. I figure we'll get all the boxes unpacked and settled in about 2010. I've reconciled myself to this reality, though it's been difficult for a control freak like me.

The pregnancy continues to chug along sans further complications. I have a doc appt. every two weeks now and my OB says he's "paranoid enough for the both of us," so I leave him to any brow-knitting and do my best to flit cheerfully through the days. I figure it's working so far so I'm not about to start freaking out now.

That said, I finally do have my bags packed for the hospital. I have an "uh oh I'm bleeding" emergency bag and another, longer-term bag packed with movies, books, family photos and more stuff to help me survive the boredom and loneliness.

And the baby ... well, if kicking the crap out of me is any indication, this one is another strong, exuberant boy who's ready to come out and tackle the world. Which is perfect. We want him big and strong and healthy, and I'm doing my part, I think, by eating like a pig.

Wilder, as evidence by the above pics, gets more personality every day. He loves to sing songs for Jerry and I, fly planes around the room, chase the dog with his trucks and serves Jerry and I pretend "cakes" quite a bit lately (I guess he's figured out his pregnant mama has quite the sweet tooth). The pretend play is fun and amazing to see develop. We've started reading before bedtime every night and he will pound the bed with his palm and demand, "Mama! Sit down! Book!!" He also demands "big hugs!!!" before laying down. He loves to play "monster" with Jerry — they hide around corners from each other and will jump out trying to scare one another. Sometimes I get roped into this game by Wilder — he'll grab my hand and whisper conspiratorially: "Mama ... c'mon ... C'MONNNNNNNN," as he drags me down the hall to have the bejesus scared out of me by Jerry.

OK, well I've rambled way more than I planned on doing. Sorry for the long post. Maybe if I'm actually put on bedrest I'll have a lot more time to blog. Scary, no? ; )

Love to all, k.