Wow, so we all know how busy life can be, and we all know how much it feels like we're not really in control of that (when we really are! We CAN say NO!), but even when trying to avoid scheduling things, I'm still surprised that I only have about a two-week period that's open in my life for having this baby. Here's the "important" things that have stayed on the calendar. I keep telling this kid that after the 9th is a great time to come--but fairly soon after the 9th!
Today - my weekly OB appt & Lil'S's developmental evaluation with Child Services. He didn't qualify based on a 30% language delay since it combines receptive (which is totally fine) and expressive (which is definitely behind),
however, he
does qualify based on the fact that the intake coordinator and the evaluator are concerned about his expressive language. Yay! :) I mean, not yeah that he has a delay, but yeah that he can still qualify for their therapy program. We should hear back from a new coordinator by the end of this week or early next week--well within my "just wait until after the 9th" timeline. ;)
Thu - 8 a.m. dental cleaning, tending a friend's little girl 1-4pm (H will be thrilled that I said "yes" to that)
Fri - cake baking/decorating, H's birthday, and a friend's baby shower in the evening
Sat - H's birthday party!
Mon - open for organizing!
Tues - my OB
Wed - H's appt with a pediatric sleep doctor! Yippee!!!
Thu - H's well-child
Fri - Sure, I said you could come now, but I'm sure I probably won't be done with packing my hosptal bag, vacuuming (it's been so warm Mitzie's already shedding her winter coat! ack!), laundry, sorting clothes, cleaning the clutter off of and re-organizing my nightstand with all the stuff you're going to need each night, emptying out the 3 laundry baskets of piled up clothes, de-cluttering the nursery, and freezing meals. Oh, and there's also the mice under the house to scare away (I am suddenly finding myself immensely grateful that we own a cat. She's kept them at bay in the kitchen--hole in wall behind the washer, thank you Mr. Repairman. I realized we had them when I saw the droppings in the bathroom, underneath the pipe that's loose in the wall. Gratefully I haven't seen droppings elsewhere.) And then there's sister's and my own hair to cut. So, unless you'd like to throw some boundless energy my way--like a couple weeks ago; it was nice to get the kids packed and the house cleaned back then--maybe the next week will be a better time for you to arrive!
Just make sure you don't delay too long because H and Lil'S will have eye exams on the 27th, and I'd like to be present.
;)
(I have to insert that I had stronger contractions during the hours following this post. ;) The OB offered to check me again, but I don't think they were frequent enough to do much more than maybe a cm or two at the very most. They stopped once the kids were in bed and I sat down to catch up on the blogging world. I think they just started up because I skipped my nap. They were stronger than usual, albeit much further apart than usual. Usually when I get contractions, they're quite mild but 3-8 minutes apart. These lasted about the same amount of time--a minute or so each--but were spaced more like 20-40 min. apart. Any contraction sets off my exercise-induced asthma, though, which is how I sometimes realize I'm having them. I wish that weren't the case, as having to take my meds slows the contractions, but I guess that might be a benefit until the day I'm feeling more ready--ha!--rolls around. I skipped out on taking them today as I wanted to see if they'd stop without a smooth-muscle relaxer (my inhaler). I'm glad they did! ;) I don't want to be packing my hospital bag mid-contractions!)