Either way, I've always considered October to kind of be the start of the holidays in earnest, cool or not. It's also the beginning of the countdown to the arrival of our baby! I naively hope that when I say that we're having a baby next month that we are correct, as I'm getting a bit impatient.
We recently had our baby shower, hosted by one of my good friends from high school. Since she lives a couple of hours away, it took place at my house, and I had to re-orient myself with crafts. Although we had a lot of scheduling difficulties just due to timing, we had a great time, and I've saved some of the photos for the baby to see someday.
"The Ukrainian" and I are finishing up our prenatal classes, and with that, our calendars are gradually slowing down. We still need to pick up a few missing items, get them ready, make an epic Target run for household essentials, look at a few more care centers, and perhaps get ready for the hospital, but our goal this month is really just to slow down and enjoy the changing seasons. I'm trying to get some more preparatory reading done, as well. I think this will also be the month when we finally start discussing baby names.
I can also start populating this book with all the pre-baby information:
Finally (and I realize this is a public blog, but whatever), this is the time of year when things will hopefully START to wind down at work. I have some peaks during the year, mostly in January, March, April, May-September when taking time off and working through a cloudy baby brain is tough. I don't plan on taking any real time off since I will most likely (though not definitely) start my leave early around 38 weeks, but at least MAYBE I can start organizing and getting stuff ready for the poor souls who have to cover for me while I'm gone.
Meanwhile, I'm waking up every morning with all sorts of stiffness and feeling like I walked out of the crypt. The conducive-to-sleep dark mornings aren't helping the case, either, and I keep having to leave earlier and earlier due to traffic somehow getting worse and worse. Needless to say, my morning workouts are starting to decrease in frequency from 5-6 days to more like 3-5 days a week, though I'm still walking up to an hour a day regardless. I figure sleeping and resting is probably what needs to happen right now more than anything. Hopefully this is a sign that everything's going well and that it won't be THAT much longer, although in my head, it kind of is.