There is a whole lot of the same and some of the new.
The same: I’m pregnant, just as I had been for the past 29+ weeks. And, while the feeling of bigness still comes as a novelty on occasion, I still manage to forget all about it for minutes at a time. I am, indeed, carrying a human being in there that will shortly overtake my life. But for now, this is still a whole lot of fun!
The new: It just might be the time to, you know, buy/get some stuff for our firstborn. For example, now-ish just might be the right time to get some diapers (the unbleached, if not necessarily organic, kind. And they need to be pre-pre-pre-pre-pre-washed). Maybe it’s also time to get us a dresser and set up our baby corner. Chris is advocating a changing table/dresser sorta item. I, you may have guessed, am generally against any particular one-purpose item (baby- and other-wise: we don’t own an ironing board). Worse even, an item that is sold to me under a pretex that I need it. You see, a baby changing table (even if it is a dresser) would be superfluous after we have no more diapers to change. And I don’t need it, I can change my baby on the floor, or on the bed, or on the table, thank you very much. At the same time, I’m keeping my eyes open. My annoyance at this might just melt at the sight of the first cute changing table I see on Craig’s list.
Other new: we started going to childbirth classes, with a group of 6 couples who are also planning births at home. It’s nice not having to defiantly-brag-about/defend our choice. We’re not elitist/special/freaky, just normal.