The Dog Days of Pregnancy

I got my weekly email notification today. You're 26 weeks pregnant! Only 14 more weeks to go! Whaaaaat!?FOURTEEN!? Apparently BabyCenter expects that along with knowing what fruit or vegetable your baby currently most closely resembles, you're also very excited to know exactly how many more days you can expect to have heartburn and a backache for. This is the point where it really just starts to feel like I have been pregnant FOREVER. Those first 20 weeks felt nice and quick. I think that is mostly because I spent about 12 of them in a sleep or nausea induced coma, brightened only by the happiness that quelling the occasional food craving brought me. The last 6 weeks weren't terrible either. There were plenty of holiday activities to distract me, and last week I came down with a rotten flu that cost me roughly 3 pounds of baby weight (and a stern talking to from my practitioner on avoiding illnesses with my compromised immune system)with all that behind us, now. it. is just. winter. and I still have 14 weeks to go. I could start preparing now,washing, sorting, buying diapers etc. but I would be done in a month and then seriously be ready and still have 10 weeks left to do nothing but stare at all the baby things. I think it's time to start knitting. That's how I kept my sanity when I was expecting Alaina. Except now I have Alaina...and Evan...and they are SO busy that I couldn't even finish my Christmas knitting project. I assume it's silly to expect that I could finish a baby blanket in the next 14 weeks, no matter how V E R Y looooong they might seem. So what to do when you're not newly pregnant, but not really close to having a new baby either? In the words of Dori (possibly the most profound theologian of our time) "Just keep swimming." and just keep swimming I will, with as little impatience as possible. That is until next week when I get the "Only 13 more weeks to go!" email and start my frustrated preggo rant again. :)