Ol' Bessie
I ticked over to 37 weeks of pregnancy on Tuesday. We're having weekly midwife appointments now and at our appointment yesterday everything was as it should be.
The floor is almost done and the plan is to have it finished today. This week has been rough since we've had homework every evening to get ready for the floor to be worked on the next day.
On Sunday a friend of Paul's came by and helped to move a bunch of furniture around so that the rest of the carpet could be pulled up. That was really helpful but there was no one but Paul and I last night to move everything around again. We had moved our bedroom into what will be Tycho's room on Sunday and the carpet in the master bedroom was installed on Tuesday so last night we needed to move everything into the master so that the office and Tycho's room could be carpeted today. We were up past 1am and it was more lifting and climbing up and down stairs than I've done in awhile.
The night before we stayed up to paint the master and the hall before the carpet was installed. It's been a long week and we're both tired. I'm really feeling it today. But there is a light at the end of the tunnel and we can leisurely put things back where they belong once the floor is done - there will be no more rush to stay up until everything is moved.
The midwife said that Tycho isn't quite in position to be born yet, he's a little diagonal - head down but not settled deep in my pelvis. She said that was totally ok since we're all on the same page. We're not yet ready for him to be born just yet and he's not yet ready to be born either.
We have nearly everything we need. It's just a matter of putting the house back together. I need a few more things for me though, like to order my breast pump. I had offered to pump for the transgendered pregnant man in my community who is due 5 weeks after me. He originally responded that he just needed breast milk for the first month and I felt really good about that. But then a few weeks ago he messaged me and said that his source for milk after that first month he just found out was using some medications that he didn't feel comfortable with and he wanted to know if I would be his permanent milk source.
I asked how long he was thinking he'd want breast milk for but he hasn't responded. That was four weeks ago. I want to be helpful but I've only met this guy once in person, we're not actually friends, just friendly aquaintances. I know his pregnancy has been hard - he had COVID in the Spring, and his whole life has been hard. He posted recently that TLC approached him about doing a series as a transgendered single dad which is cool.
I just don't want to be put in a position where I'm ignored and written off by him and then bam, he wants me to be a dairy cow for his baby. I don't even know how well I'll produce or how much time and desire/mental stamina I'll have to sit and pump extra for him. I felt really comfortable with the idea at first but I'm less excited now that he's approached me wanting a bigger commitment yet he will not answer simple questions.
Paul hasn't been very interested in the idea of me pumping for our own baby, he's not attached at all to idea of bottle feeding him himself and is just planning on handing him to me to nurse when he's hungry. I guess this is fine. Paul has proved to me that he is willing and able to take care of 100% of everything in the house and on the farm including bringing me delicious meals in bed. I don't see a reason to feel resentful that he wouldn't help with feeding the baby if he's going to have everything else covered. So if I don't hear back from this guy soon maybe I won't even bother buying a breast pump, it kinda seems like a hassle and heaven knows I'm hardly prepared for my own baby's birth - not so organized to provide for someone else's baby as well who won't even put in the effort to respond to a IM.