1) baby cannot actually grow up on the inside of me
2) my doctor is leaving town in a week
3) I've stopped eating healthy food until the baby is born and I don't actually want to gain another ten pounds
4) I'm actually caught up with grading and know this won't hold for long
So for all of you who are wondering, I am actually not stressed about the baby. Baby is healthy. I am healthy. We are just all sort of in limbo land. I have gone for walks. I drink my raspberry leaf tea and eat my date fruit. All other herbal remedies are out because I've done too much research for my own good to try them when I know the potential consequences. And yes, I know all the possible ways to induce labor: medical and anecdotal...
Mostly, life has been an adventure lately. Neal and I were rear ended a few weeks ago. Nothing major and we weren't at fault, but dealing with the car getting fixed has not been my idea of a good time. For right now I have a lovely rental car and no car seat installed because I'm not sure when my car will be fixed and don't want to haul the car seat base around unnecessarily.
We also had a mini flood. Whoever plumbed our apartment was lacking in any kind of common sense. Seriously, any common sense. It's a lovely place to live, but occasionally the quirks become apparent and require some adjustment. I finally got around to washing with my machine. There was some overflow from the drainage pipe. My wonderful father came to fix it. He found what he thought was a temporary fix. Only it didn't stick. So I called him again, frantic that I wouldn't be able to use my beautiful cloth diapers because I'd have no way of washing them without a washing machine. He came to fix it again and discovered that the previous owners had not only used the wrong size of pipe, but they had also plumbed it horizontally (because that's how water flows...). He ended up pulling it all out and replacing the pipes and adding a decline. In the process a water line came out of nowhere and we had to frantically turn off our main water line (way to move that bookshelf so quickly Neal!). Several hours later it was all fixed, but my once decorated laundry room is now a bit hashed. The washing machine works though. Huzzah!
For a while these adventures were weighing on me. It just feels like anytime I get things under control they all spiral out. I guess it's a lesson I always need to learn. I have less control over certain things and need to just let them go. On the other hand, I have more control over other things and if I'd just focus my attention there I'm pretty sure everything would go more smoothly.
So while I try to visualize my baby here before the doctor leaves town, I'm enjoying mornings with silence in them. I know it won't last much longer. Neal and I have also been much better at going out on dates since we keep thinking each date night might be our last one 'out' for a while.
Thank you for asking how I am. Really, most of the time I'm fine. Sometimes I am crazy. Sometimes I am weepy. Sometimes I wonder what I got myself into. Sometimes I wonder if life can even get better than it is right now, because it's so wonderful.
Here is something delicious I made, though the photo is terrible. Pomegranate scones. They are seriously delicious and much easier than you'd think.
We ate them with a little bit of Greek yogurt with lemon zest and juice added. I felt so refreshed eating it!
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