Less than 6 weeks to go, and panic is starting to set in!
I had some contractions on Monday. We went to the Dr.'s and got hooked up to a monitor that confirmed it. Not in labor, not painful, just tightening up every 3 minutes. Now I feel better as long as I don't do anything strenuous. (Right now strenuous for me is walking up stairs, lifting my backpack, putting my shoes on, etc.)
Greg and I feel like we're finally ok with a name, although I'm not going to say for sure just in case everyone gets things monogrammed and then we change our minds.
My friend Sarah threw me a surprise shower last weekend, which was sweet, but also made me realize how different I am from my friends at law school.
Right now I'm desperately trying to finish unpacking and cleaning the house before next weekend, when I have my final shower and my mother in law comes to stay for the weekend. Talk about stress! It's especially frustrating because I'm dying to really clean everything (like, get down and scrub the floors clean), but I keep contracting when I do anything.
The funny thing is, law school is so fun for me right now. Having a lighter schedule and being in such basic classes has made it so much better. I also think being far away from it all most of the time makes me appreciate the school more.
I am washing Babybyrd's clothes, blankets, and towels in baby detergent tonight. Some people suggested waiting to try and take back clothes or exchange them for different sizes, but I think we'll be ok. I'm fine with having lots of little clothes for him to mess up, and waiting is just driving me nuts.
I've got the hospital bag almost packed I think. I've got to make curtains for the baby's/guest room before Greg's mom comes next weekend. Then I have to catch up on work and school so I'm not totally stressed.
Friday, September 25, 2009
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Another hurried post
We went down to GA for the baby shower that Greg's family threw. It was pretty great but totally exhausting, neither of us slept the whole trip. Anyone in Greg's family that lived anywhere near the region drove to the shower, from both his Dad and Mom's side of the family (amazing since they are divorced). Not only did they show up, but they all got along really well and had a great time. His male cousins were so into the shower games, it was hilarious!
We started school right when we got back. My classes are awesome so far, although Thursday is tough, I take the 8am train to school and take the 9:26pm home. I generally like the train but am really annoyed by the one conductor who freaks out about me putting my feet up on the train. Hello! I'm almost eight months pregnant and had to sit through 6 straight hours of class today with my feet bursting out of my sneakers! Plus I'm pretty sure there are way more swine flu germs on the seat than on my shoes. When I go to the doctor next week I'm going to see if he'll write me a note so I can whip it out on the train!
We moved (successfully?) into our little Ocean Grove cottage. I'm trying to feel better about the move, but right now I sort of just want to close the door on the mess and go to school to escape. Here's where the bad feelings are coming from: landlords are friends who I can't really be assertive with, they told us we could paint, then said it was a misunderstanding after we spent $200 at Home Depot, the first day there was a gas leak, the air conditioning didn't work, the ancient stove caused the place to fail inspection but they paid to have it fixed (prolly about $100) instead of just getting a new stove ($300), the drains don't drain, the toilet seat was so gross I had to buy a new one, the water never totally comes out of the shower (there is always half the flow coming out of the tub faucet), there are ants all over the kitchen, it took me hours to clean the scum off of the cabinets, the pulls are still coated in grossness but I can't replace them because they don't make pulls that size anymore, the cabinets hold even less than I initially thought because there are random ducts in them, the yard is just dirt with no grass, the construction people left a bunch of debris in the yard that is too heavy for me to take to the curb by myself, the washer smells funky and the dryer is disconnected, and finally, the whole place was covered in construction dust and the kitchen, bathroom and laundry floors were so dirty that even after mopping them three times I can't walk across the floor without my feet turning black!
Breath....
And despite all this, the price and the location are right.
And it is the home where we will bring home Babybyrd.
And we'll have his first Christmas there.
I think once our stuff is put away I'll feel more at home. Right now law school feels more comfortable than the house :( This is a sad state of affairs.
We started school right when we got back. My classes are awesome so far, although Thursday is tough, I take the 8am train to school and take the 9:26pm home. I generally like the train but am really annoyed by the one conductor who freaks out about me putting my feet up on the train. Hello! I'm almost eight months pregnant and had to sit through 6 straight hours of class today with my feet bursting out of my sneakers! Plus I'm pretty sure there are way more swine flu germs on the seat than on my shoes. When I go to the doctor next week I'm going to see if he'll write me a note so I can whip it out on the train!
We moved (successfully?) into our little Ocean Grove cottage. I'm trying to feel better about the move, but right now I sort of just want to close the door on the mess and go to school to escape. Here's where the bad feelings are coming from: landlords are friends who I can't really be assertive with, they told us we could paint, then said it was a misunderstanding after we spent $200 at Home Depot, the first day there was a gas leak, the air conditioning didn't work, the ancient stove caused the place to fail inspection but they paid to have it fixed (prolly about $100) instead of just getting a new stove ($300), the drains don't drain, the toilet seat was so gross I had to buy a new one, the water never totally comes out of the shower (there is always half the flow coming out of the tub faucet), there are ants all over the kitchen, it took me hours to clean the scum off of the cabinets, the pulls are still coated in grossness but I can't replace them because they don't make pulls that size anymore, the cabinets hold even less than I initially thought because there are random ducts in them, the yard is just dirt with no grass, the construction people left a bunch of debris in the yard that is too heavy for me to take to the curb by myself, the washer smells funky and the dryer is disconnected, and finally, the whole place was covered in construction dust and the kitchen, bathroom and laundry floors were so dirty that even after mopping them three times I can't walk across the floor without my feet turning black!
Breath....
And despite all this, the price and the location are right.
And it is the home where we will bring home Babybyrd.
And we'll have his first Christmas there.
I think once our stuff is put away I'll feel more at home. Right now law school feels more comfortable than the house :( This is a sad state of affairs.
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