My mother-in-law's birthday is this Thursday. Which is great, I have the bestest MIL in the whole wide world (most days) and would love to celebrate her birthday. My husband thinks I ought to celebrate it by having a baby.
It would be nicely symmetrical. My first was born on MY mom's birthday. However, that was only 5 days before my due date, not 3 weeks. I am, understandably I think, a little leery of the concept on that basis alone. That being said, at my doctor's appointment this past Friday I had the joy of having my cervix checked (eurgh) only to find that I am/was 4 centimeters dilated and pretty well effaced. My doctor was rather shocked, and told me jokingly (ish) that I'm not allowed to have a baby this week because she'll be out of town.
I'm all for not being pregnant. I think it sounds wonderful. I just want the stars to line up correctly for everyone's health, not anyone's enjoyment or convenience.
Also! My son is wonderful and lovely and the most frustrating child alive! He seems to have decided that bedtime is silly, that naps are silly, and neither will happen unless A)he is dead tired and drops from sheer exhaustion B)he's mostly exhausted and in his carseat or C)he's exhausted and I lay down with him for half an hour on MY bed. His isn't good enough. He'd rather bounce on it. Considering that I am Great With Child, this is rather annoying. Why can't he just maintain a routine? Why does he have to be like me and be totally inconsistent from day to day? ARGH!
I need comfort food...
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