The Waiting Game
So, as of today, we're at T minus 2 weeks. I had my last band concert last night (well, last for me -- there's one in August I'm not playing at). So now I have no committments or obligations until the baby is born. My doctor is going on vacation for the first two weeks in August, so we're hoping the baby comes before then, but that's statistically unlikely as first babies are usually late. Alternatively, my father-in-law has joked about an August 5th as that's his birthday. More plausible, perhaps, but somehow I doubt the baby's going to oblige any of us.
Barring a couple of minor things, we're all set with baby stuff. I hate the idea of just sitting around and waiting. Unfortunately, I don't have a lot of energy. I need to find more things to do that aren't mentally or physically taxing. I've been spending time knitting dish cloths, reading baby books, watching TV, and playing mah jongg against the computer (not the tile matching game - real mah jongg). Spending time in my dad's pool is fun and helps take some of the weight off for a while, but it's an hour drive to his house. I had this idea that I could spend this month doing some creative projects or maybe updaing the Teaspoon help info like I've meaning to forever, but I'm not sure I entirely feel up to it.
Overall, I'm doing well considering I'm eight and a half months pregnant. Everything seems to be going by the book - no complications. Everyone claims I'm carrying remarkably well, but I've got to say, from my perspective, I feel huge. Matt read someone somewhere claiming that when the baby comes, we'll be nostalgic for pregnancy, but I'm having a hard time imagining feeling nostalgic for the lack of energy and discomfort trying to perform physical tasks -- even stupid stuff like vacuuming. I wish the ground weren't so hard to reach.
On an unrelated note, my sister-in-law suggested that we try putting out dog training pads for Nestor to pee on. They remind me of thin, disposable diapers. So far Nestor is willing to pee on them, and they make clean-up much easier, which makes us much happier. A win-win for everyone but the environment.
Barring a couple of minor things, we're all set with baby stuff. I hate the idea of just sitting around and waiting. Unfortunately, I don't have a lot of energy. I need to find more things to do that aren't mentally or physically taxing. I've been spending time knitting dish cloths, reading baby books, watching TV, and playing mah jongg against the computer (not the tile matching game - real mah jongg). Spending time in my dad's pool is fun and helps take some of the weight off for a while, but it's an hour drive to his house. I had this idea that I could spend this month doing some creative projects or maybe updaing the Teaspoon help info like I've meaning to forever, but I'm not sure I entirely feel up to it.
Overall, I'm doing well considering I'm eight and a half months pregnant. Everything seems to be going by the book - no complications. Everyone claims I'm carrying remarkably well, but I've got to say, from my perspective, I feel huge. Matt read someone somewhere claiming that when the baby comes, we'll be nostalgic for pregnancy, but I'm having a hard time imagining feeling nostalgic for the lack of energy and discomfort trying to perform physical tasks -- even stupid stuff like vacuuming. I wish the ground weren't so hard to reach.
On an unrelated note, my sister-in-law suggested that we try putting out dog training pads for Nestor to pee on. They remind me of thin, disposable diapers. So far Nestor is willing to pee on them, and they make clean-up much easier, which makes us much happier. A win-win for everyone but the environment.