This could very well be the last happy Thursday before our baby is born as I don't think I'm going to have the baby in the next three hours. Nothing is going on.
But, I have reached the point now where I can now count down on one hand...how many days I have left before I am due.
Can you feel the excitement in the air?
Now every day that my husband goes to work, his co-workers tease him when they still see him arrive in the office. When he says, I'll see you tomorrow...they correct him with, "Maybe you'll see us tomorrow."
Every time my husband leaves the house or both our 15-year-old and my husband leave together, they tell me to call them on the cell if anything starts happening.
I say, "you guys, nothing is going to happen in the whole 60 minutes that you are gone," but to no avail, they still think it can.
When I call my husband at work to say "hi", or my mom or any one of my friends, they think that I am calling to tell them that I'm in labor.
Now, every time I feel a contraction coming on, I think to myself, "Could this be it?" and then I get annoyed with myself because I'm getting tired of thinking that.
I called the nurses line today because someone expressed concern about me losing my mucus plug. The midwife people said there's plenty of mucus up there, not to worry, there will still be a barrier between baby and the outside world...but she did say...
She did say..."It could happen any time now."
But now, I'm convinced it won't happen until the weekend because all of the five preceding children were born between Friday night and Sunday morning.
This evening our thoughtful next door neighbor, who has been coming over more frequently gifted me with this cute little pumpkin sugar cookie. At first I wasn't going to eat it, but then...
Then, remember when I told you we hadn't even bought the baby's diapers yet?
Well, my husband prayed for diapers for the baby.
And today, a co-worker gave him this...
How does it go...
"They that wait upon the Lord..."
Then, today we cooked up another eight loaves of bread and about 30 muffins.
Sixteen wheat loaves and eight white loaves.
And our two-year-old son, Stavesacre loves to have a slice with butter and jelly on it when they are hot out of the oven.
but I've found it to be cheaper and more fulfilling.
Well, I suppose I could leave you all with that, except to be honest, I should add that I have noticed today that I have been feeling irritable and snappy.
I could blame it on the two coffees that I had today, but I've noticed that it just hasn't been today that I seem to feel a little more, well...just irritable.
Plus, all I want to do is to lay down and rest, and then when I am sitting down in a comfortable chair...I don't want to get up. So, I make the kids run around and grab things for me...even if it is just a few feet away.
I think I'll avoid the caffeine tomorrow to see if that helps, but I got a feeling that it might have something to do with just me being near to the end.
Although, I don't want to be irritable. And it's not that I really feel unhappy or sad, just a little "on edge" I guess. Maybe once I get the house cleaned tomorrow I'll feel a little more relaxed.
So, that's the scoop folks!
But, just like any other day of the week, I'm so, so glad it's Friday soon. I still home school every day, so Friday means the last day of the week for homeschooling and we all get to sleep in for a little bit longer on Saturday.
I hope you all have a great day. And unless this baby comes too quick for me to blog, I will try to blog before I leave for the hospital.
Have a good one!