So, I am now officially in the waiting period of my pregnancy. I moved to my parents' house yesterday sans Evan. He will be following me on Saturday or Sunday barring a miracle (AKA I go into labor before then) and will commute to work from here until Liam is born.
Last night sucked. I was already kind of mad because the doctor told me that I was not anywhere near delivery and he also said that he couldn't tell me if Liam had dropped (basically my understanding of this is the baby moves lower in your pelvis and you can breath better and it means (with a first baby) typically that you will deliver within two weeks) because he didn't really know what the term meant and he said there was no correlation between "dropping" and when you deliver. BAH!
Anyway, so then of course I had to spend the night without Evan and that also sucked. I have only been away from him for a night a couple of times since we have been married and this will be...like 4 days and 3 nights without him. I don't know how healthy it is going to be for me if they are all like last night, I couldn't get comfortable until like 10PM (I went to bed at 8) and then I kept waking up to pee and would have to start the process all over again. I am sure he slept fine though which is sort of the important thing right now since he is working and has to get up and drive to work at 4AM.
I was thinking I would like to go visit my brother and sister-in-law in Salem but I don't have a car I can drive here. My parents have stick-shifts and I can barely work those things. I don't think it would be good for me to be that stressed. I suppose there is a possibility I could borrow my grandma's car but I don't think I want to deal with that whole thing...
It is turning into a really nice day and exercise is suppose to be good for getting things moving delivery-wise so I may walk down to my sister-in-law's work and say hi. I am feeling very apathetic lately and I need to work on forcing myself out of the rut.
I wonder how my dog was without me...he did have Evan there though so he probably was just fine. Maybe he will lose a little weight since I won't be there to give him treats (I am a pushover with dogs). Though he isn't really overweight he is just a brick of muscle, which means it is kind of hard for me to walk him right now with my balance all off. He is fine going from the house to the pen in the yard but we can't go anywhere else unless Evan is walking him. Hopefully that will get better after Liam is born...because we will want to take walks with the stroller and it would be bad if he was yanking me and the stroller around...Of course Liam being Evan's son he will probably love it, like an amusement park ride.
Well, I think I am going to get some lunch and then I will maybe take that walk...