zygote and life
at almost thirty three weeks I am not yet quite at a point of "get this out of me!!!!" (as a matter of fact I really like having baby zygote inside of me), but I am definitely at a point of "I want my body back" - not necessarily the shape (though fitting into my regular clothes would be nice, as charming as some of the maternity stuff is, as much as the ability to run up stairs, lift things, walk for more than five minutes, not have trouble breathing, sleep through the night, etc.
Today I left work early because shortly after I got there, every few minutes everything would go dark and spinny and I decided to spend the day in bed instead. It would be nice to have a job where I could just sit on my ass all day instead of running around, picking things off the floor, going up and down stairs, hanging, lifting, talking, etc. Of course, I would be bored out of my mind, but maybe for the last seven weeks or so.
Of course, in three weeks is our most epic School Art Show, about which I've been quietly negotiating with the control freak who lives inside of me and trying to convince the control freak to accept outside help. It won't be easy, but hanging, curating and hosting an all school art show at 36 weeks will be a little stressful for all three of us.
After the Art Show I am going to start worrying about the substitute situation because my student teacher who will hopefully be taking over for me needs to graduate first from MassArt, which doesn't happen until after I might have to leave. Which means I will have to cleverly navigate two evil bureaucracies (MassArt and BPS) without giving birth in the process. The good thing is that I do have some favors I can call in at this point, the bad thing is that it will be very difficult anyway. Hopefully though I can show up to work up until my due date, which is May 30th, and by that point everything hopefully will work out.
What else... I ordered the super hideous and super expensive bridesmaid dress for my brother's wedding, which means that assuming all is well with all things we will be traveling to SF for some length of time in August. My fabulous new pediatrician who I met last week said that between two and three months is the perfect time to travel, so hopefully that will be true. Now I just need to find the perfect dress for the zygote...no, just kidding...she can pick her own dress.
Zygote is still nameless after hours of discussions and research. It's not like we are disagreeing about names, we just haven't found anything we both really like. I am not too stressed about that part because we DO have a very long list.
I should probably stay home and chill this evening, but I am going to go to my sewing class at MassArt right now and see how long I can handle that for. So long dear friends.
Today I left work early because shortly after I got there, every few minutes everything would go dark and spinny and I decided to spend the day in bed instead. It would be nice to have a job where I could just sit on my ass all day instead of running around, picking things off the floor, going up and down stairs, hanging, lifting, talking, etc. Of course, I would be bored out of my mind, but maybe for the last seven weeks or so.
Of course, in three weeks is our most epic School Art Show, about which I've been quietly negotiating with the control freak who lives inside of me and trying to convince the control freak to accept outside help. It won't be easy, but hanging, curating and hosting an all school art show at 36 weeks will be a little stressful for all three of us.
After the Art Show I am going to start worrying about the substitute situation because my student teacher who will hopefully be taking over for me needs to graduate first from MassArt, which doesn't happen until after I might have to leave. Which means I will have to cleverly navigate two evil bureaucracies (MassArt and BPS) without giving birth in the process. The good thing is that I do have some favors I can call in at this point, the bad thing is that it will be very difficult anyway. Hopefully though I can show up to work up until my due date, which is May 30th, and by that point everything hopefully will work out.
What else... I ordered the super hideous and super expensive bridesmaid dress for my brother's wedding, which means that assuming all is well with all things we will be traveling to SF for some length of time in August. My fabulous new pediatrician who I met last week said that between two and three months is the perfect time to travel, so hopefully that will be true. Now I just need to find the perfect dress for the zygote...no, just kidding...she can pick her own dress.
Zygote is still nameless after hours of discussions and research. It's not like we are disagreeing about names, we just haven't found anything we both really like. I am not too stressed about that part because we DO have a very long list.
I should probably stay home and chill this evening, but I am going to go to my sewing class at MassArt right now and see how long I can handle that for. So long dear friends.