Today marked the last day I will be out doing work stuff during the day.
And even then, Jess had to come with me to drive me around because Mick was uncomfortable with me driving myself. Though I hate to admit it, it probably *is* a good idea if I don’t drive myself around any more. Going into labor while driving down I-10 at 60mph doesn’t sound like it’d be fun. Or safe. From now on, my weekdays will just be puttering around the house wondering when a baby is going to decide it’s time to come say hello. I can’t say that I am looking forward to this time. I’ve mainly been working up until the “last minute” so I wouldn’t have to sit around and wait.
And go crazy.
So much for planning.
Liam isn’t even here yet and already he’s got dibs on the daily schedule. Thankfully, there is still the opportunity to go out and do things during the weekend when Mick is around. If I’m lucky, Liam will decide that this weekend is a good time to come and I’ll get to skip the waiting around pulling my hair out stage of pregnancy all together.
Maybe tomorrow we’ll have a baby.
But I’m not holding my breath.
Instead, I’m going to look forward to going to the Halloween party our friends are throwing. Normally, we’d be throwing the party, but, obviously, that wasn’t an option this year. Maybe if I look forward to going to the party enough Liam will take that as a sign to ruin more plans and come this weekend.
Party or baby.
At least tomorrow is a win-win situation. :)
*crossing my fingers for a baby by (or preferably *on*) Monday*
Have a great weekend.
Thanks for stopping by.
<3 Jess’ help in getting the last of my visits done for next week.