Brrr. Looks like I went on leave just in time. It’s 46 degrees outside and there’s no way any of my winter coats come even close to being zipped or buttoned. So I’m cozy inside in my tent of a nightgown, having a cup of coffee and a freshly baked homemade cheddar biscuit (recipe courtesy “the Barefoot Contessa”).
Today’s agenda includes cleaning up the dining room (for some reason a bunch of boxes and crap have been stored in the corner of the room for months), tidying my office, finishing one of my library books, and watching baseball games. Oh and waiting for the baby to decide it’s time to evacuate. That’s a big one.
I’ve been sleeping on and off, sometimes well, sometimes not. Mainly I just get pain in my hip when I sleep on my side, which is really the only way I can lie down now. And I get up thrice to pee. Baby moves around a lot at night, she is strong.
Best wishes to you in this waiting time. It must be weird to be on hold, knowing that soon everything will be moving all too fast.
Thank you. It is a very surreal feeling. I am starting to think that half the purpose of nesting is just taking your mind off waiting.