It appears that I will be delivering a baby on Thursday.
And Wednesday is jam-packed with little things that need to get done.
And so here I am with today…
what I thought was going to be the calm before the storm.
But life with littles is never what you expect.
Lydia has croup.
Asa seems to be having some kind of insane I-must-empty-every-square-inch-of-my-intestines thing.
I didn’t sleep well last night(again).
I actually did sleep, for a change, but when I woke up I was even more tired than I was when I went to bed!
I’m thinking it was probably the billion low-level contractions – strong enough to wear me out, but too weak to wake me.
I had a few last minute things I was hoping to get done around here.
(For one, I still haven’t packed a hospital bag. Oops.)
But I’m not complaining!
I’m still in my pjs and I’m cuddling with two of my little people.
They are watching absurd amounts of TV while I finish my laugh-out-loud-often book.
I’ve got ice to eat. (Gotta love pregnancy pica.)
I’ve got my sweet, snoring dogs beside me.
My mom is coming to make breakfast lasagna for dinner.
Life is good.
It’s not what I had planned for today-