I feel like a cheap hotel....
It's officially two days after my due date. Went to my NST/Biophysical yesterday and my wonderful doctor, who I adore even if i can't get over the creepy vibe that he's gonna know certain parts of my anatomy better than i do when this is over, told me that if the lil bugger didn't make an appearance by Tuesday they were gonna induce labor. SOOOOoooo, I sits here twiddling my thumbs hoping it doesn't come to that but relieved there is a light at the end of the tunnel so to speak. And to make me feel even better me Doc told me I could take benedryl and actually get some sleep. Thank you modern medicine.
*Thank you to those who responded to my dreary whiny post, it was one of those days and it made me feel better to read some words of encouragement*
On a lighter note, I've began to have a mindset for post birth, which was difficult to see up until now. I have begun making plans on what I am going to do with myself in between feedings and diaper changes. My plans for the summer include getting back on a true honest to god writing schedule. I think I am done being burnt out from four years of college writing. I also picked up a job application to the Book Barn, which is the coolest used book store I have ever seen and is two minutes from the house. I'm there so often anyway they know me. And I've begun filling out applications for low residency programs. I decided I really do want my MFA in creative writing so I'm hoping to land a place in a winter semester and go from there. I'm a lil nervous because I'm rusty on the application process and I have to find references again, two of the places ask for a reference from a published writer. I'm wondering if Professor Bennett would be willing to write one for me....I'm hoping he remembers who I was. I have three months or so to find and pin down some referencey people, hopefully i can get it together. If I am accepted into a program, I need to land some financial aid. On the bright side, none of the programs would start until January at which point my son would be about six months old and no longer an infant and I would feel more comfortable leaving him alone for the ten days most of the programs require you are on campus for....*le wheeze*
Okay that's enough blathering for now. Hopefully next time I feel the need to write here it will to tell you all my womb has been vacated.
*Thank you to those who responded to my dreary whiny post, it was one of those days and it made me feel better to read some words of encouragement*
On a lighter note, I've began to have a mindset for post birth, which was difficult to see up until now. I have begun making plans on what I am going to do with myself in between feedings and diaper changes. My plans for the summer include getting back on a true honest to god writing schedule. I think I am done being burnt out from four years of college writing. I also picked up a job application to the Book Barn, which is the coolest used book store I have ever seen and is two minutes from the house. I'm there so often anyway they know me. And I've begun filling out applications for low residency programs. I decided I really do want my MFA in creative writing so I'm hoping to land a place in a winter semester and go from there. I'm a lil nervous because I'm rusty on the application process and I have to find references again, two of the places ask for a reference from a published writer. I'm wondering if Professor Bennett would be willing to write one for me....I'm hoping he remembers who I was. I have three months or so to find and pin down some referencey people, hopefully i can get it together. If I am accepted into a program, I need to land some financial aid. On the bright side, none of the programs would start until January at which point my son would be about six months old and no longer an infant and I would feel more comfortable leaving him alone for the ten days most of the programs require you are on campus for....*le wheeze*
Okay that's enough blathering for now. Hopefully next time I feel the need to write here it will to tell you all my womb has been vacated.