Well, that is if this baby cooperates and when does that ever happen? I think you have a ridiculous chance of delivering on your due date, like 5-10% or something like that. I have a strange feeling it will be the 8th for some reason, again wishful thinking. Three days after my due date most likely won’t happen. I imagine this kid is pretty happy on the inside and will abide by the eviction notice as late as possible. I had an u/s last Friday. He is still head down. Weighing in at over 5.5lbs. The doc asked if I was experiencing any sharp pain in my whooha. I said as a matter of fact, I am and was going to ask about that at the appointment. He said he would have been surprised if I had said no because this baby’s head is literally on the other side of my cervix. Like right there. The doc tried to get a good picture but this baby has his face totally smashed into the placenta. There were a couple of times the doc said to strike the image on the screen from our memories because it was a little terrifying looking. A baby with a smashed nose looking at us, slowly opening and closing his mouth. We thought that was pretty funny.
My mom was down for my shower so she got to see her grandson for the first time. She was very excited. The shower went really well. My SIL and MIL did a fantastic job. My sister failed at her only job, making a playlist for the party. No surprise there. I figured this would happen so I already had a back up ready. The shower went really well. My husband was worried that I would only get clothes because I had put a lot on the registry. That didn’t happen at all. Only my mom got clothes. She wanted to wait and buy whatever we didn’t get but she can’t help herself. I had several text messages yesterday of outfits she was planning on purchasing.
Over the years, I have tried to explain to my MIL and SIL issues of reliability I have with my sister. They always listened but didn’t fully understand until planning my shower. Naturally, as my only relative that lives in town, she was included in all of the planning. I told them to have low expectations. Apparently, they weren’t low enough. By the shower, neither of them wanted to talk to her at all. She puts on a very convincing front so they were truly shocked by her behavior. Oh well, they did a wonderful job.
I have been incredibly busy getting an art show ready for late August. And if I am not doing that, I am probably sleeping. I have been SO tired and the heat just drains all of my energy. I am almost done with my show, which is great. Just one last push. I am sure someone will be telling me that in a different context very soon as scream cuss words at them.
Unfortunately, my husband’s uncle passed away at the begining of last week. He had prostate cancer so it was expected, but still very heartbreaking. The diagnosis last year was very unexpected. He has three daughters and a son. His youngest daughter is still in college. He was cremated and a memorial was planned. My husband won’t be able to attend the memorial. It is August 29th, a week from my due date. This would leave me in town with only an unreliable sister with no car if something happened. It would only be a two hour plane ride for my husband to return but he is my support person, like absolutely. I have to have him to make it through this. It sounds dumb but I know if he is there this will be easier. I would still get through it of course but with him, my stress level will be lower and I will know I have someone I can absolutely depend on. I feel awful that he will miss the memorial but also know that his family isn’t going to be upset.