Our two cats are both indoors - we had them before we got the dog. One of them is about six years old, and the other about five. The first I adopted from a shelter - he's very lovey, but almost TOO clingy. He has to be on top of you. The second was a stray kitten. A friend of mine found him and his brother in the yard, mom was nowhere to be found. The brother died, this little guy got VERY sick within the first month I had him (I had to give him IV fluids at home, he had feline infectious peritonitis), but made it through. He's a scaredy cat, and only likes me. Sleeps with me every night. Just now starting to get used to the dog (it's been nearly three years!), but I'm sure he's going to disappear back into his shell once the baby is born. He doesn't do well with change.
I've always grown up with two cats and at least one dog. I have to be honest, I don't think I will get cats again after these two. They're so destructive and they make me NUTS. My dog, I love, and will always have. I think it's good for kids to grow up with pets. Hopefully the dog will calm down a little bit more once she's born. She's an almost-three year old lab, so she's starting to mellow, but she can still be bouncy and excitable with people she doesn't know. Mostly she's just a huge mush and wants her belly rubbed.
Got the bassinet today from the friend of mine. I think it's so laughable how EVERYTHING has a safety strap. How the hell is LO supposed to sleep in one of those swaddle blankets with a T-strap on?? Or those sleeper blankets? Ugh.
https://www.walmart.com/ip/The-First-Years-Carry-Me-Near-5-in-1-Bassinet/8056730
Today, my sister is bringing me dinner. She and I were chatting last night about what I disliked most about bed rest. What I hate most? The fact that I can't just go OUT and get anything. Like, craving-wise. I have to wait for DH to get home from work, or for someone nice enough to drop by.
So she's bringing me a particular turkey sandwich I've been craving for days.
Mom stopped by earlier to have me look at something Dad did that messed up the Bluetooth in her car (she has a new car, and a new iPhone, so she's all screwed up). She stopped in to look at the nursery and what all we have done. She said I need a "bright pink rug" since everything is so neutral. So she did me the favor of running to the OB to pick up my disability paperwork, and came back with Kettle Korn and sourdough rolls from Trader Joe's, and a bouquet of bright pink roses. Very sweet of her.
My OB has that my first day back at work can be April 30th (six weeks after due date).
I already don't want to go back!