I slack major...

So yeah, I've been really lax about posting lately. I could trot out my list o' excuses - some of which are better than others (like the bout of sickness that swept our house last week)...but most of them are pretty lame.

Sometimes I feel really bad that I'm not blogging about every gas bubble of this pregnancy like I did with Dylan...but really it's totally different. (Or at least it seems totally different). I'm not delving into 784 pregnancy and parenting books, and 97% of the time, I still don't feel pregnant. I'm not constantly eating (and gaining 15 pounds in my first trimester) like I did with Dylan. I'm still wearing my normal jeans. Amazingly enough, I can still wear my wedding rings. Pretty sure those came off in the first trimester with Dylan since I was retaining water so badly. Most of the time I can't tell you what week I'm in - with Dylan I could tell you to the day how far along I was. (Probably because I was reading at least two pregnancy journals with day-to-day development updates).

I'm not sure if it's just a second pregnancy thing, it's not quite all so new and fascinating the second time around - or if it's all down to having a child to occupy me and keep me from obsessing about the number of hours remaining until I meet the Schnegglet. In any case, a girlfriend who just gave birth to her second assures me that there's nothing to be concerned or guilty about - she was exactly the same way (obsessive with the first and totally opposite with the second).

On the other hand, I was looking through my blog posts from when I was about this far along with Dylan and found a whole bunch of "denial" posts. Maybe it's just a 4-5 month thing for me...still not feeling pregnant and waiting for the big announcement that I'm on Candid Camera.

In any case, we're slated for a gender ultrasound next week. Maybe that'll be enough to goose us into action, be the impetus to start thinking about names or decorations or whatever. Guess we'll find out soon enough. Really we've got plenty of time, though...we didn't name Dylan until he was 4 hours old, so I've got another 5ish months to come to grips with being a mom to two kids under two. I'm sure we'll buy the double stroller at some point before I go into labor...