To mark 16 weeks today, we went and bought ourselves a pack 'n play.
My brother works at Target, so he nabbed it for us and is dropping it off tonight. I'll put it together tonight and make sure it is what I think it is (my brother was on the phone trying to explain it to me while I was on the website looking for the online listing, and I THINK we got it right, but who knows??). Then I'll immediately disassemble it and put it back in the box and pretend it's not there and try to forget about baby anything.
Which will be hard, because sometime in the next couple of weeks we're going to be getting a crib. One of my, like, total BFFs (I can't write BFF without reverting to valley girl, sorry) transitioned her son into his big boy bed, and, since they're a one-and-done family, they offered it to us. And of course I said hell yes to a free crib. I'm scouring Craigslist for used dressers or changing tables and gliders to finish the main nursery furniture. So soon this beauty will be hanging out in the house, and will be much harder to ignore than a boxed-up pack 'n play:
I've also (gulp) started filling in our cloth diaper collection very slowly but surely. That's right, folks: we are going to have a poopy washer and dryer. Not really, but apparently that is the first thought in everyone's mind. People: yes, poop will be going in the washer. But it won't be a lot. Babies who nurse have water-soluble poop, so it literally just dissolves. Once the baby starts solids, you plop the solid poops in the toilet. What you're left with is minimal. And honestly: do you REALLY think the only things that will get poop on them are diapers? Um, no. You will get poop on you. Your clothes will get poop on them. Your baby's clothes will get poop on them. Your baby's bedding and blankets will get poop on them. Your couch will get poop on it. Your dog will get poop on it. Essentially your whole entire house will be covered in baby poop. So the inside of the washer will see poop action, regardless of whether you use disposables or not. Yay for babies!
This is one of the newborn cloth diapers I got. I can't explain to you how tiny and adorable it is. If I wasn't already pregnant, I swear I would have spontaneously concieved just touching this thing. It's gender neutral, in case anyone was thinking wrongly this was a hint as to the sex of the baby.
Chris is pretty on board with the whole cloth diapering thing, and last night I gave my family a tutorial to get them on board and make sure they understood, since I don't plan on changing any diapers for as long as possible. "Oh, my c-section scar is a little tender right now...would you mind??" is what any visitor to my house will hear for about the first year. Fair warning.
So the house is very slowly filling up with baby things. And it's pretty downright terrifying. But I feel strangely confident in this baby coming home with us. At my last appointment my cervix measured nice and long - the cerclage is doing it's job and then some! I still have ultrasound pics from that appointment to share at some point. My next appointment is this Thursday, so you'll probably get a 14 and 16 week peek inside the Casa d'Baby Hanlon in one big picture blowout.
BLOWOUT, GET IT? LIKE POOP? It all comes back to poop.