Honestly. The more pregnant I get ...the less my brain works. I feel like I have nothing to say, like, ever. I'm so boring it's painful.
The pre-term labor is essentially done, as far as I can tell. I do get the joy of weekly appointments from here on out supplemented with twice weekly non-stress tests. It's made work interesting. Scheduling and re-scheduling patients 3 times a week has become a full time job for our receptionist.
Oh ...and I'm huge. Did I mention that? I could totally wear my own pants until 3 weeks ago and now my maternity pants feel like they barely fit. It's insane. I keep looking down at my stomach and feeling like someone else has taken over. Weight is up 8 pounds total ...which sucks seeing as they want a 10 pound maximum.
I had my first shower ...it was actually very nice. I was very surprised that I wasn't nearly as uncomfortable as I thought it was going to be. We made 4 adults have a bottle drinking race which may have been one of the funniest things I've seen in a very long time. I'd highly suggest it at any of your showers....when you have them!
The bigger my belly gets, the less angst I feel about everything else. Monk and I are actually getting along again for some reason ...the awkwardness passed as quickly as it came and with no real conversation. I'm not sure what all of that was about. The nursery is finally coming together. I'm starting to have panic attacks about what it's going to mean to have a newborn again. My friend brought her 1 year old to my shower and I nearly died at all of the work it was to chase him around.
The golden child is doing really, really wonderfully. She had her last middle school orchestra concert and sat first chair for violin. I was very proud of her. I also cried when the 8th grade conductor stepped down half way through the last song and the high school conductor took over. Very emotional for a pregnant woman, let me tell you. She made me what is perhaps the funniest mothers day poster I have ever read ..which I will someday have to type the text of into here ..because well...it completely hi lites all of the wonderful and terrible things about having a teenager and being pregnant at the same time.
I get so much more out of reading and commenting on blogs now than I do from actual blogging ..so even though I'm quiet here ...know I'm still keeping track of everyone.
Please keep your thoughts and prayers will Mo & Will this week and next during the dreaded 2 week wait. Mo's at the end of her hope rope and could use us all. Send her a few extra feet!