So… um, hi. I’m still not in labor. Ho-hum.
In fact, there hasn’t been a whole heck of a lot going on at our house lately, other than my constant whining about feeling miserable (par for the course at this point). And Dave is frantically trying to finish up some last-minute work projects so he can take a few days off next week.
Actually, I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this, but one of the perks of his new job is that he primarily works from home, so it doesn’t really matter if he takes an official paternity leave or not. He’ll still be around to help me out with the baby, and just knowing that he’ll be present is an enormous weight off my mind. He can re-adjust his daily work hours however he needs to, which is fantastic. I’m being very careful to ensure that he gets the amount of “quiet time” every day that he needs, because I think it’s a good habit to establish. We’re pretty good with our boundaries; if his office door is closed, I leave him alone. (Actually, I’m very housewife-y these days, so I do check in to see if he wants a snack or another cup of coffee, but that’s about it.) I know most of our routine will get thrown on its head after the baby arrives, and who knows, maybe Dave will want to go into the office more often, just to get a break. But it seems to be working pretty well so far.
Yesterday, Kris emailed me to remind me that this will be my last child-free weekend, and she wanted to know if I wanted to do something to mark this momentous occasion. Or at least have her come over with some take-out and a movie. Which was very sweet of her, even though I’m not up for it. My attention span can barely keep up with “Friends” reruns on late-night TV these days. A two-hour movie plot? Forget it. My brain is way too focused on its own little internal Baby Watch.
It’s weird, though, it hadn’t crossed my mind at all that this will be our last weekend before the baby arrives. I haven’t been thinking of it in terms of “my last moments of freedom.” In fact, it’s quite the opposite – I’m very much looking forward to being a single-resident human again, and I think that after she’s born is when I’ll feel “free” again. Most of it is just based on how miserable I’ve been feeling lately, but there’s all the other little things, like hey, I could eat sushi again if I wanted to! Or (gasp!) maybe have a cocktail! What a concept!
So! The waiting game is almost over. We only have three more days to go at the most. And three days is tolerable, right? Actually, it’s less than that – we’ll be all checked in to the hospital in a mere 65 hours. Even better.
Hope all of you have a good weekend. You can probably expect to see some sort of “exploiting the hospital’s free Wi-Fi for all it’s worth” post on Monday. Stay tuned.
Good luck! Here’s hoping for an itty, bitty head! Woo!
I’m so excited for you! I’m totally jealous of the wireless internet, too. I forgot to ask at my hospital yesterday if they have any kind of internet access, but I’m hoping! I’m a total geek too LOL
But be sure to read my comment on your last post – I’d much rather bring on labor doing FUN things like sex and whatnot than pitocin 😉
I look forward to your next “She’s HERE!” posting! 🙂