37 weeks and feeling every second. A few observations at this point:
There is not much that is more intense than cleaning a jet tub at 37 weeks pregnant. Except MAYBE labor. Or making a king size bed with clean sheets.
Its really hard to convince your kids to get dressed in the morning, when you keep your jeans by the garage door, and wait til the absolute last minute to put them on, since nothing fits right, but your pj pants come the closest.
There's a lot of mental nesting/planning going on, but not a lot of action.
Its hard to be cheerful when you are having contractions every 6 minutes, 24 hours a day for weeks at a time.
Likewise, its hard to be cheerful when you wake up every 30 minutes-1 hr all night long, for weeks at a time.
I want to buy some baby clothes, but I'm so close to finding out the gender, I don't want to waste time or money on gender-neutral clothes. So I'll just wait. My online shopping accounts will be burning up a few days after the birth, I am sure.
A food conundrum: do I fix lunch here (that I have no interest in or energy to do) or do I put on my pants and drag the kids out through the local drive-through for crap food that sounds really good right now? I honestly cannot decide. (FYI, we went with ham sandwiches at home.)
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