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Well, I guess you could say it's getting down to the nitty-gritty. Just a couple of weeks to go. I'm 38weeks today, and in some ways am SO ready for this all to be over, but in other ways keep thinking, "no, not yet!! I'm not ready for you yet!!"
We have moved! I'm absolutely loving my new house! The move went as smoothly as could be expected, we had some awesome people helping us, and some amazingly patient and understanding buyers of our old house. (I still can't believe how long it took to get all the old junk and garbage out of the old place!) (then again, maybe I can...)
Unfortunately, I haven't had much of a chance to really explore and get to know my new hometown yet. I've just been too tired! I finished work a week ago, but ever since then, any trips taken have been short, and I've been completely exhausted by the time we're half-way through what we wanted to accomplish.
Wee One is still growing exponentially, and still sticking feet/hands/bums out at every opportunity. People look at me and (a) can't believe I only have a couple of weeks to go, and (b) can't believe that (according to my O.B.) I'm actually on track to have an average-sized baby. (ie. 7-8 lbs) I guess they think I look small. I certainly don't feel small!
I think what's frustrating me the most right now, is that I feel like I can't be "myself". I'm so used to just going and doing things, getting them done, doing multiple errands on one trip out...but that's just not happening these days. There are still tonnes of boxes sitting around my house that need to be unpacked, or at least moved from their current location. Do you think I have the energy to actually take care of that? Add to that the fact that most of the boxes contain things like books, CD, or other equally heavy things - I'm not even going to attempt to lift them at this point. It's been very frustrating, as I've always viewed myself as a self-sufficient, physically strong person who doesn't need to rely on other people to do things for me. But, that's exactly what I'm having to do. I can't even drive somewhere to meet someone - they have to come pick me up, or Doug has to drive me. I actually haven't driven since my last day of work over a week ago.....
argh.
I guess I shouldn't complain too much. It's not like I've been restricted to bedrest, or holed up in a hospital room like some others I know/have heard of. But, still, when you're used to acting/living a certain way, it's frustrating to have to adjust everything.
Enough of this "invasion of the body-snatchers" - I'm ready to have my body back!!!
We have moved! I'm absolutely loving my new house! The move went as smoothly as could be expected, we had some awesome people helping us, and some amazingly patient and understanding buyers of our old house. (I still can't believe how long it took to get all the old junk and garbage out of the old place!) (then again, maybe I can...)
Unfortunately, I haven't had much of a chance to really explore and get to know my new hometown yet. I've just been too tired! I finished work a week ago, but ever since then, any trips taken have been short, and I've been completely exhausted by the time we're half-way through what we wanted to accomplish.
Wee One is still growing exponentially, and still sticking feet/hands/bums out at every opportunity. People look at me and (a) can't believe I only have a couple of weeks to go, and (b) can't believe that (according to my O.B.) I'm actually on track to have an average-sized baby. (ie. 7-8 lbs) I guess they think I look small. I certainly don't feel small!
I think what's frustrating me the most right now, is that I feel like I can't be "myself". I'm so used to just going and doing things, getting them done, doing multiple errands on one trip out...but that's just not happening these days. There are still tonnes of boxes sitting around my house that need to be unpacked, or at least moved from their current location. Do you think I have the energy to actually take care of that? Add to that the fact that most of the boxes contain things like books, CD, or other equally heavy things - I'm not even going to attempt to lift them at this point. It's been very frustrating, as I've always viewed myself as a self-sufficient, physically strong person who doesn't need to rely on other people to do things for me. But, that's exactly what I'm having to do. I can't even drive somewhere to meet someone - they have to come pick me up, or Doug has to drive me. I actually haven't driven since my last day of work over a week ago.....
argh.
I guess I shouldn't complain too much. It's not like I've been restricted to bedrest, or holed up in a hospital room like some others I know/have heard of. But, still, when you're used to acting/living a certain way, it's frustrating to have to adjust everything.
Enough of this "invasion of the body-snatchers" - I'm ready to have my body back!!!
