Oh, my! I’ve got a lot to share; where do I start?
Should I talk about how my doctor moved my due date up a week at my weekly appointment Friday? (can I get a whooo-hoooo!!)
Should I talk about how pissed I am that I tried to take one of the 2 bouncy seats back to Tar*get Saturday night to exchange one for a jump-up thingie, only to find out that those dern bouncy seats (if they were still in the store) are now marked down to $9.99? I have to track down a receipt from one of the 2 people who gave it to me (which is kindof embarrassing… “hey, thanks for the gift, I’m returning it though”) because I know they spent almost thirty dollars on it.
Should I talk about how my son’s 4th birthday party is Saturday, and my house is such a wreck in some places that my dad has offered to have someone come clean it for me, which is GREAT except for all the cleaning I have to do for her to be able to come clean. Why hasn’t this so-called “nesting phase” hit me? All I’ve been hit with is uncontrollable bladder and lower back pain phase.
Should I talk about how I have 3 weeks worth of papers to grade and post because parent*teacher conference is next week…and I have NO interest in doing it. I can’t help but wonder what would happen if I went in labor without getting this done, but that still hasn’t motivated me to do it.
Should I talk about how I don’t have a bag packed for the hospital yet, because I don’t know what to put in it. Somehow I packed a bag the first time I had a child, yet it seems I can’t get my shit together enough to put more than a gown and a robe in the bag. ANY SUGGESTIONS?
I think what I’m really going to talk about is my scary moment Friday evening.





