Project Pollywog: 39 Weeks, 5 Days
The little count down thing says three more days, and you can't even see the nest anymore because the stork has over taken it.
Now that the baby has turned there are only two things left to do: 1) make sure it stays that way by continuing all the things mentioned in previous posts, and 2) wait.
This isn't so good, really. You know why? I'm really having trouble maintaining patience at this point. It really is at the point where it could be any day. Labor could start any time, and I really want it to. I have nothing else to do but take my primrose oil and rearrange things. That and I'm still on a mission to get some decent Indian Curry in the next week.
I talked to my boss at the college and we've decided that I'm just going to work my Tuesday evening shift and then be done, baby or no baby, until I come back (probably early November). Tuesday is due date day... in case anyone needs a reminder. So I think it's appropriate that after that point we do what we can to get labor going. Besides, everyday from here on out it's just more and more likely that it will be that day. Personally, I'd rather not be stuck at the college with no one else to whom I can turn over the office. I'm the closer. So, only one more shift there and then... more waiting.
I'm supposed to be sleeping, though. So... sleeping it is. Or at least trying.
Nursery Update: I did organize the changing table. Turns out we could use some more liners (possibly) for the cloth diapers, but those are super inexpensive. I opened the wipes warmer and put it out. Somebody still hasn't put up shelves for me, so it's in a temporary position until that is accomplished. It won't be plugged in or turned on until it's time to open the wipes, but they're all ready and waiting.
So, on the docket for tomorrow is vacuuming in here and organizing the office end of the things. Oh, and of course, continued nagging about the shelves.
My cat is being super duper needy and whiny so I'd best her some lovin'.
P.S. I've been ridiculously hungry today (for the first time in ages) and the baby is wigglin' up a storm. I hope that's a good sign.
Now that the baby has turned there are only two things left to do: 1) make sure it stays that way by continuing all the things mentioned in previous posts, and 2) wait.
This isn't so good, really. You know why? I'm really having trouble maintaining patience at this point. It really is at the point where it could be any day. Labor could start any time, and I really want it to. I have nothing else to do but take my primrose oil and rearrange things. That and I'm still on a mission to get some decent Indian Curry in the next week.
I talked to my boss at the college and we've decided that I'm just going to work my Tuesday evening shift and then be done, baby or no baby, until I come back (probably early November). Tuesday is due date day... in case anyone needs a reminder. So I think it's appropriate that after that point we do what we can to get labor going. Besides, everyday from here on out it's just more and more likely that it will be that day. Personally, I'd rather not be stuck at the college with no one else to whom I can turn over the office. I'm the closer. So, only one more shift there and then... more waiting.
I'm supposed to be sleeping, though. So... sleeping it is. Or at least trying.
Nursery Update: I did organize the changing table. Turns out we could use some more liners (possibly) for the cloth diapers, but those are super inexpensive. I opened the wipes warmer and put it out. Somebody still hasn't put up shelves for me, so it's in a temporary position until that is accomplished. It won't be plugged in or turned on until it's time to open the wipes, but they're all ready and waiting.
So, on the docket for tomorrow is vacuuming in here and organizing the office end of the things. Oh, and of course, continued nagging about the shelves.
My cat is being super duper needy and whiny so I'd best her some lovin'.
P.S. I've been ridiculously hungry today (for the first time in ages) and the baby is wigglin' up a storm. I hope that's a good sign.