Big Sis Preparations

Kendall is a textbook first born.  And she can thank her mother for the following traits she's acquired:  OCD (We share the same motto, a place for everything and everything in its place.  Which makes keeping her room organized a snap.), premature planning and obsessing over details.

Couple this with the fact that she knows there's a baby coming and her little wheels have just been a turning.  It's amazing the things she's obsessing over thinking of.

One of her first questions was where will the baby sit in the car.  Good thinking for a three-year-old.  We discussed that we'd have to buy a second car seat.  I think her mind was eased a little that she wouldn't have to give up hers.

The other night I was putting her to bed and out of the blue she asked with a panic stricken look, "Mom!...Where's the baby gonna sit???"

"Sit where, Baby?"  (I thought we had established the whole car seat thing.)

"At dinner!  We don't have a high chair!"

Funny.  Mommy's been there done that stressing over this detail.  Not over the high chair (it's at the in-laws) but where in the heck am I gonna put it??  Which leads to where the heck and I going to put ANYTHING???"  This house just gets smaller and smaller every day.  And how am I gonna fit all this baby stuff in the house again now that I have toddler stuff, too, which I didn't have last time??  Seriously, there's no room for the high chair because now Kendall's easel and toddler table and chairs occupy that space.  And her kitchen is where her exersaucer and swing used to be.  And so on...

Which led to my next OCD thought. I did it all wrong when Kendall was a baby.  I busted my rear every afternoon to have the house tidy and walking lanes available for when the hubs came home so he wouldn't, you know, trip over all the stuff.  I was determined to prove we could fit in this small house.  But I now realize I was going about it all wrong!  How will he ever see the necessity to build larger if we're just fine here??  So watch out.  A new plan of attack is in the works!

But back to the Big Sis.

She really has no opinion on whether it's a boy or a girl.  She now gives the same answer we gave her, "We'll just have to wait and see!"

But she has prepared a boy name.  The night of the big Sit Down On the Couch We Have A Big Announcement talk (which went very well by the way) we asked her what we should name the baby.  She was saying a boy then.  And she said, "Mike!"

"Mike??" Daddy asked.  We were perplexed.  She did get a stuffed Mike the Tiger from a friend.  That's all I can come up with.

"Yes, Daddy, Mike Boudreaux!!!"  We REALLY have no clue where THAT came from, but it was hilarious.  At least she's aware of her south Louisiana heritage.

I wonder what else she's thinking that has not been verbalized yet.  Like her mom, I know it's in there.  And like her mom, I know it'll come out soon!