My oldest (who was out of school all last week for Spring Break), was diagnosed with croup on Monday and has been out of school all week. Doctor said he can go back tomorrow. So he has been home spreading his germs to the 2 year old.
Our kitchen is under full remodel right now. Our new cabinets have been installed (yippee), but our granite is delayed so we have no running water in the kitchen right now and are not sure exactly when we are going to get that back. Sigh. Feeding a family of 4 in a kitchen without a working surface and running water is, um, interesting. Im over it.
And I had my 38 week appointment yesterday. Sadly, baby boy seems completely comfortable inside. No signs of labor or even that he is starting to descent into my pelvis. I won't lie, I cried a lot yesterday. I'm so done. I know it's still early to get worked up about the 41.4 c-section date. I just feel like this kid is going to hang out for the long haul. And as someone who has never been pregnant for longer than 39.2 (and had a 9lb 10oz baby to show for it), I'm scared. Terrified. I could barely walk by 39.1 when my water broke in my first pregnancy. I have to take care of two kids through the end of this one. I am reaching the end of my emotional sanity. (Arguably some people would probably say I already reached it.) I just fear how many more days I can put one foot in front of the other without a total meltdown. :(
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