Another week down, and we are all in a holding pattern on the homefront. Doc says if I make it to next week, then I am over the hump - anything after that point is considered a full-term pregnancy.
Nothing really new to report, just more of the same. Poor sleep, contractions, achy feet. I now release the emergency brake in the Expedition before I get in, because once I am sitting in the driver's seat I can't bend over to pull on the release lever.
My mother and sister Adrienne hosted a baby shower in my honor this weekend past at Mother's home. Anna and I attended and had a lovely time. It was wonderful seeing friends and family, and we received lots of nice gifts. Did I mention that the food was yummy, too?
I have become a nesting fool over the past two days. So much energy and don't know where to focus. Mother asked if I was washing windows yet? Forget the windows. I told Mike, when I start pricing rentals on a backhoe, that is the time to pack my hospital bag and get ready.
Other than a few odds and ends, the baby's room is finished. The nursery is decorated in a race car theme, primary colors, with the dominant color a fire-engine red. One of the gifts I received at my baby shower was a tiny red rocking chair that belonged to my father-in-law as a child. It goes so well with the colors in the nursery. A stuffed Dumbo is sitting in the chair, just waiting for someone to come play.