March 27, 2013
Three days and a few decent rounds of contractions later and… the doctor checked and NO CHANGE. Baby is a stubborn one. I know he’s not even DUE for another 11 days, and trust me when I say that I am FINE with him staying in for longer! EXCEPT WHAT IS UP WITH THE CONTRACTIONS THAT ARE DOING NOTHING? That’s where my frustration lies. I’m crampy and uncomfortable and grumpy. I’m trying so hard to just trust my body and rest when I can and just RELAX but prodromal labor is HARD ON THE MIND. I feel like time is standing still.
So. Let’s focus on some good things, shall we?
The very last thing on my list of things I really wanted to be able to do before the baby arrives was to take a birthday snack to Maggie’s class yesterday. And we made it! She was thrilled to be the center of attention for 15 minutes while everyone sang to her and she passed out her juice boxes and yogurt (only healthy, pre-approved treats for the classroom, DON’T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON HOW BORING THAT IS WHATEVER.)
I am completely, 100% done with work. And it is WEIRD. The last 6 months have been the craziest in a long time, for all of us. Between my pregnancy and the half-day kindergarten schedule, fitting work in during the week was sometimes a challenge. And I was very afraid of leaving loose ends on some projects while I’m off for the summer, but I launched my final project last week and wrapped up billing and emails and turned on my autoresponder and literally have no work to do. It’s a very strange adjustment to shift gears like this, but I’m trying to enjoy it and take advantage of these quieter days before Baby Boy gets here and all hell breaks loose.
So we played Operation yesterday.
And today Maggie and I went to lunch after I picked her up from school, before my doctor’s appointment (she picked Noodles, obviously.)
Tomorrow is Maggie’s 6th birthday. There is no school (Maggie doesn’t go back until Wednesday!), so I’m thinking the girls and I will hang out in our pajamas and maybe dye some Easter eggs. Then we’ll eat tacos for dinner because that’s what Maggie picked. EXCELLENT.
Considering the fact that Audrey GROWLED at us this morning when we tried to get her out of bed (three days in a row at daycare isn’t something she’s used to and it CLEARLY caught up with her)… I’m thinking we could use a few low-key days.