My to-do list is getting shorter. Thank goodness. The last of the major events (a shower I threw for my sister) has come and gone and now my calendar is relatively clear, except for a few miscellaneous gatherings, meetings and of course, the now-weekly Ob appointments. CPA husband and I are trying to navigate his busy season with kindness, and patience. We fail as often as we succeed, but I’m handing out gold stars for effort, because we are both tired and stressed and still manage to keep our senses of humor. I call that a win. (Insert a huge dose of admiration and amazedness to all the single moms and moms with deployed or unavailable partners/spouses here. I don’t know how you do it, Ladies, I really don’t.) Me and this huge belly (and my unfortunately limited supply of energy) are trying to keep the household going, and take good care of Mr. Pickle Pumpkin while working full time and sleeping less than part-time. My days are really long. Balance as a goal is out the window, and we’ve moved on to “get through it!” as our goal. Mr. Pickle Pumpkin watches way too much Yo Gabba Gabba lately. But I’m brushing off the mommy guilt. If, at the end of a very long day, I want to get the groceries in the house and put away, wash the kid’s clothes, and figure out something for us to eat, then something’s got to give. DJ Lance Rock, I salute you. And my child loves you.
I passed my 35/35 milestone yesterday (35 weeks pregnant, 35 days until my due date). I didn’t even know it was a milestone until I started reading some expectant mommy blogs. I’m still not sure why the pending arrival of Plum Baby hasn’t quite hit me yet. With Mr. Pickle, my water broke at 37 weeks and 2 days, so the time left in utero could be short for Plum.
Things left to do (besides come to terms with the fact that I will be having a real live baby in a few short weeks):
- Wash the infant car seat cover, and install the base.
- Pull the breast-feeding stuff, and bottles out of the basement and unpack/wash.
- Wash the newborn stuff (and buy some bins to put the kiddo’s clothes in).
- Go see a movie. In a theater.
- Stop drinking liquids by 7pm so I’m not up 8 million times during the night. I just want one 3-hour stretch of uninterrupted sleep before Plum arrives.
- Make a list of things I need to bring to the hospital. (Right now, I’m more focused on the fact that I want a new duffle bag to pack in. Maybe I should just buy it.)
- Install the cordless blinds in the nursery. I bought them months ago.
- Get my work-self organized for a 3 month absence.
- Sleep. Or attempt to sleep.