Monday, September 27, 2004
Inching toward the moment…
Last night I had the best bout of false labor yet...contractions strong enough to stop me in my tracks, though not so strong I couldn’t talk through them, 10-12 minutes apart for several hours. Luckily, they decided to taper off right about the time I was ready to go to bed. Still having an occasional one, my back is killing me, bits I don’t really want to talk about are killing me, and I’m really pretty happy about it. Hopefully this won’t drag on too long, and I’ll have a baby to show for all of this trouble soon!
Had a minor breakdown on Saturday when I couldn’t find the instructions for the carseat. Jay just came over to where I was sitting and kissed me. His theory? My losing it is a sign that she’s coming soon. I hope so. I barely held it together yesterday when I had trouble getting a prescription I needed. Seems that anything that goes less than a thousand percent perfectly now has the ability to make me cry.
Not much else going on. My folks got their travel arrangements made. The little one is doing great with all of the testing. Jay is dazzling me with his cooking. The weather is somewhere beyond perfect--I think I’m starting to understand why folks think the weather here is ok. Leaves are starting to change. And I need to wander off and walk around...this chair is terribly uncomfortable anymore. More news when there is any…