Well, it has been awhile!

I would like to thank my ‘fan’ for sending me an email nudge saying she hadn’t seen a post from me in a while. Thanks Fan!

Let’s see….Dr. J. ( the name I have decided on for my husband) has not been spending his evenings at work for the last couple of weeks, which means that I have not had the same time to myself at the keyboard. Now don’t get excited out there, (especially you ‘fan’, I know where your little mind creeps) My evenings have mostly been filled with CSI re-runs as I get winded just going up the stairs. At this point I have HOLY CRAP! I just counted the weeks on my computer calendar: 5 1/2 weeks? 5 1/2 WEEKS left until the big event. Um…..I am starting to realize I have been like that woman whose age holds at 39. I would have sworn to you I had 7 1/2 weeks to go.

Okay, well, I am typing and processing at the same time. My mind has begun to race. What are the things left for me to do while I am still with the living and not zombie mom?

Plant garden (hahahahahaha, I can not put on my shoes)

Build DIY sand and water table stealing the design/idea from here

Mine will incorporate an old coffee table and perhaps a kitchen sink. Please feel free to offer any and all juicy creative suggestions in the handy ‘comments’ section below.

Organize my closets before I lose a kid in one of them

Oh yeah, oh god, I have to go through 17 Rubbermaid containers of children’s clothing and reorganize them AGAIN. In 5 1/2 weeks we should know which half of the boxes can go to Community Living.

Get Ready for Baby

My out-of-town aunt and cousin visited us on the weekend. We had a really nice day/evening with them. During the visit one of them asked about kids names; whether we had any picked out. This is our fourth child… I thought back to previous fetus’s and remembered printing elaborate lists with numbered choices, searching on baby name websites, and constantly shifting first and second choices. I looked at my aunt or cousin and said, We like ‘kid’ so far, or ‘baby’.

The differences between 1st, 2nd, 3rd, and 4th pregnancies is astounding. I have made it to only 3 doctors appointments, had no blood work done, and I am not convinced I will even try to get to the hospital. I may just quietly birth this baby at my daughter’s piano recital and hope not to interfere. I feel like I am old hat. My doctor makes jokes about me being like the Hutterite patients of his. When I delivered #3 I was already instructing the nurses as to what needed to happen. I have no fear of nurse or doctor; all deferential thinking has been vanquished by experiential empowerment.

(I am not sure if this is evident, but in the last 20 minutes my family has descended and my early morning solitude has been punctured by cereal requests. I have been diligent at not moving from my spot as Dr. J gets all in order, but my concentration is fractured.)

I have to sign off….I think I have said enough,

let me just highlight the important points:

I am having a baby in 5 1/2 weeks and those well-known sleepless nights are about to begin.



