Long Live Us
Thirty-Nine
After we left from the baby shower, my dad and Jack's dad helped Jack load the van with our gifts for Isabelle. I knew with everything we got, we'd be set with raising Isabelle now and we could get whatever else we were missing while we waited for my due date to roll in.
Once we got home, Jack and Tom, who hitched a ride with us, unloaded the van while we waited for my dad to bring over the rest of his gift for us. I provided assistance by bringing in the gift bags with the smaller gifts inside them and held doors open as the boys brought all the bigger gifts inside and placed them in one of the smaller rooms upstairs Jack and I painted last weekend and redid the carpeting. The room was now lilac purple with pink, powder blue, and pastel green butterflies and a matching pink soft shag carpet.
When my dad pulled up, he had Uncle Jack with him and I could see Noelle in the back seat in front the rest of the furniture my dad bought for Isabelle's room. The three of us went downstairs, Tom well ahead of Jack and I since I was so pregnant I couldn't do stairs as fast as he can. Once I got downstairs to the door, Noelle was bouncing like crazy. I didn't get to see her much since she's always over at the Barakats' playing with Alex. I hold the door open as Dad and Uncle Jack bring in the changing table and a couple drawers for the dresser. Noelle had brought a backpack and a sleeping bag with her. I looked over at my dad as he came back downstairs to go for a second trip to his car for the rest of the drawers and the dresser.
"Dad, why does Noelle have a sleeping bag," I asked him.
"I wanna spend the night with you and Jacky, Stelly," she replied.
"She missed you a lot and decided to pack up her stuff when we got to the house after the shower," my dad smiled shyly at me.
"Jack, do you have a problem with Noelle staying the night with us," I looked over to Jack.
"I see no issue," he replied.
Dad, Uncle Jack, and Tom stuck around to help us build all the furniture before leaving to go home for the night. Jack and I were going through everything and trying to find the perfect place for everything in Isabelle's room. Noelle decided to help us out by placing everything into its rightful place neatly.
"Stelly, can I touch your tummy," Noelle looked at me while I finished folding the last pair of leggings I got for Isabelle.
"Sure, let's finish up in here and we can go downstairs to let you feel my tummy," I smiled at my kid sister.
Jack helped me downstairs and Noelle stayed close behind. She was always one to rush the stairs. I guess with me taking them so slowly now, she's being kind enough to do things at my pace. I knew at least I would have an easy time raising Isabelle since I was around an infant girl growing up and I had helped my mom out a lot at home with Noelle before I got signed and started touring.
Once I got to the couch in the living room, Noelle took a seat next to me and Jack took the one on my other side. I leaned against Jack as I lifted up my shirt so Noelle could touch my bare tummy.
"Hi Isabelle, it's Noelle. I'm your auntie and I'm going make sure you have a playmate and I'll give you my toys to share and we can play dress up and make faces at the uck boys. 'Ecpt Alex, he's a cool boy and my bestest friend in the whole world. I love you, Isabelle," Noelle puckered up and kissed my bump and Isabelle kicked in response, making Noelle squeal in surprise.
Before long, it was the start of my 34th week of my pregnancy. Holy shit was I huge. I was in constant struggle to get up off the couch during the day I was so big. I was now stuck wearing my nursing bra since I was leaking colostrum. Another issue I had was that I was having insomnia thanks to my worries over Isabelle, my healing time, the band, just about anything. Jack was spending his days of preparing for the baby by get through as much of his school as he could. I was trying to do, but my hormones were messing with my brain and made it hard to focus.
"Jack, can you make it week 40, I want to have her now," I groaned as I sat in our bed, putting drops into my eyes since they were so dry.
"Don't rush it, Stell. Isabelle will come when she's ready. We just have to wait on her," Jack smiled and kissed me softly, "Everything in the house is ready for her. Now we just need her to be ready."
Jack bent down and kissed my bump and rubbed it softly as Isabelle kicked at his touch. She knew her father's touch and I knew she knew that he and I love her very much. Even many weeks later, I was still trying to wrap my head around the fact Jack and I are going to be parents to the most perfect baby girl we could ever ask for.
Once we got home, Jack and Tom, who hitched a ride with us, unloaded the van while we waited for my dad to bring over the rest of his gift for us. I provided assistance by bringing in the gift bags with the smaller gifts inside them and held doors open as the boys brought all the bigger gifts inside and placed them in one of the smaller rooms upstairs Jack and I painted last weekend and redid the carpeting. The room was now lilac purple with pink, powder blue, and pastel green butterflies and a matching pink soft shag carpet.
When my dad pulled up, he had Uncle Jack with him and I could see Noelle in the back seat in front the rest of the furniture my dad bought for Isabelle's room. The three of us went downstairs, Tom well ahead of Jack and I since I was so pregnant I couldn't do stairs as fast as he can. Once I got downstairs to the door, Noelle was bouncing like crazy. I didn't get to see her much since she's always over at the Barakats' playing with Alex. I hold the door open as Dad and Uncle Jack bring in the changing table and a couple drawers for the dresser. Noelle had brought a backpack and a sleeping bag with her. I looked over at my dad as he came back downstairs to go for a second trip to his car for the rest of the drawers and the dresser.
"Dad, why does Noelle have a sleeping bag," I asked him.
"I wanna spend the night with you and Jacky, Stelly," she replied.
"She missed you a lot and decided to pack up her stuff when we got to the house after the shower," my dad smiled shyly at me.
"Jack, do you have a problem with Noelle staying the night with us," I looked over to Jack.
"I see no issue," he replied.
Dad, Uncle Jack, and Tom stuck around to help us build all the furniture before leaving to go home for the night. Jack and I were going through everything and trying to find the perfect place for everything in Isabelle's room. Noelle decided to help us out by placing everything into its rightful place neatly.
"Stelly, can I touch your tummy," Noelle looked at me while I finished folding the last pair of leggings I got for Isabelle.
"Sure, let's finish up in here and we can go downstairs to let you feel my tummy," I smiled at my kid sister.
Jack helped me downstairs and Noelle stayed close behind. She was always one to rush the stairs. I guess with me taking them so slowly now, she's being kind enough to do things at my pace. I knew at least I would have an easy time raising Isabelle since I was around an infant girl growing up and I had helped my mom out a lot at home with Noelle before I got signed and started touring.
Once I got to the couch in the living room, Noelle took a seat next to me and Jack took the one on my other side. I leaned against Jack as I lifted up my shirt so Noelle could touch my bare tummy.
"Hi Isabelle, it's Noelle. I'm your auntie and I'm going make sure you have a playmate and I'll give you my toys to share and we can play dress up and make faces at the uck boys. 'Ecpt Alex, he's a cool boy and my bestest friend in the whole world. I love you, Isabelle," Noelle puckered up and kissed my bump and Isabelle kicked in response, making Noelle squeal in surprise.
Before long, it was the start of my 34th week of my pregnancy. Holy shit was I huge. I was in constant struggle to get up off the couch during the day I was so big. I was now stuck wearing my nursing bra since I was leaking colostrum. Another issue I had was that I was having insomnia thanks to my worries over Isabelle, my healing time, the band, just about anything. Jack was spending his days of preparing for the baby by get through as much of his school as he could. I was trying to do, but my hormones were messing with my brain and made it hard to focus.
"Jack, can you make it week 40, I want to have her now," I groaned as I sat in our bed, putting drops into my eyes since they were so dry.
"Don't rush it, Stell. Isabelle will come when she's ready. We just have to wait on her," Jack smiled and kissed me softly, "Everything in the house is ready for her. Now we just need her to be ready."
Jack bent down and kissed my bump and rubbed it softly as Isabelle kicked at his touch. She knew her father's touch and I knew she knew that he and I love her very much. Even many weeks later, I was still trying to wrap my head around the fact Jack and I are going to be parents to the most perfect baby girl we could ever ask for.
11/4/13