- Yesterday Gadget said I look like Tweedle Dee or Tweedle Dum.
- My innie is threatening to become an outie, but I don’t think that will actually happen. Ever.
- Today Charming Doctor said my numbers were actually okay, that he was giving me positive feedback, so accept it. I think it was his way of trying. Perhaps he sensed my aloofness. (Is that a word?) He did recommend Weight Watchers when this is all over, and I never appreciate that advice. From anyone. Been there, tried that, don’t do clubs of any sort. Just don’t. It’s like they think it’s original, and nobody’s ever come up with the idea of suggesting it to me before. Of course, if I’d actually lose weight one of these days…
- We’re both skilled professionals. I’ve decided that if we were colleagues in the same field, I’d kick his butt. So I feel better.
- He mentioned that he’s the doctor who’s on call this week, so should anything happen, he’ll be the one delivering LB. Internally resolve not to go into labor this week.
- I’m planning to ask my boss if it’s okay if I work the remainder from home, because it’s just too painful to move very much, and I need to sit sideways because my belly won’t fit under or against a desk, and I need to keep my feet up if possible.
- Sort of wondering if this kind of pelvic pain means things are imminent.
- Hoping I make it to my scheduled date, which is TWO WEEKS early, so it shouldn’t be a stretch to make it, should it?
- The big bag is loaded in the car:
- breast pumps, yes, I mean business, I have two – the hospital grade Lactina and the manual Harmony
- nursing pillow
- baby clothes
- the gorgeous receiving blanket that Suse gave us, gosh it’s almost too divine to use, but I’ll use it, because it’s so beautiful, befitting of a beautiful brand new boy
- and diaper bag
- My personal bag is packed and ready at the office door. I suppose it can go in the car too. Don’t know why I didn’t put it there yet.
- Wondering if I Google pelvic pain and dropping (engagement) if I might have reason for alarm. Will probably do it anyway. Okay, did it. Could have anywhere from 2-4 weeks, so no need to freak out just yet.
- Didn’t have this sort of pain last time. Every pregnancy is different. As they say.
- Constant heartburn. Constant. Will Tums help? And why heartburn if ‘engagement’ is supposed to alleviate it? Heavens be praised, calcium carbonate does help.
- Considering doing a belly cast. Not enough time for mail order. Wonder if Michael’s has the plaster strip stuff.
- Called uhmerikanekspress and they have no record of having sent my new card. They apologized profusely and will expedite one, to arrive Wednesday. Good grief.
- Need to see MY doctor before delivery day, but he’s all booked. Usually helpful scheduling woman clearly said she’d call me tomorrow when he’s in, then when I was confirming what needed to be done, said (impatiently), NO, I need to call tomorrow to find out whether he wants to fit me in. She’s probably PMSing. I’ll cut her some slack. She’s usually very nice.
- Thinking about repainting a few walls. Gadget will undoubtedly frown.
- Need to have my hair touched up once more before Baby arrives – don’t know how long it will be before I can do it again, after he’s here, and lovely as it is, the blonde needs regular touch-ups.
- OH MY DEAR GOODNESS, I’m about to have a BABY! It’s so unreal, and so REAL. I’m beside myself.
- Obviously
- Only 36-1/2 weeks. And. Goodness. Gracious. Me. I’m. Tired. All. The. Time.
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