For many years, there has been a good chance that there was something that needed completion over the weekend. As we get closer to our due date, the good chance has turned more into a certainty. Over the past 2 months, I’ve even used gCal1 from time to time to assist in my planning of the weekend.
Sunday, we did something that we haven’t done in at least two months: nothing. Not a damn thing. I woke up at 6 or 7, achieved nothing. C woke up at about 830, and helped me achieve nothing.
aS and lK awoke about 10. They got ready, grabbed a bite to eat, then headed on home. After we said our goodbyes, we continued down our path of nothingness. I whipped up an omelette for C, delivered it hot. When I returned with mine, her’s was gone. After I finished mine, I heard her utter words that I haven’t heard her utter in many many months: “I think I’m going to go lie down for a bit”.
Who are you, and what have you done with my wife? I made sure she was feeling okay, and she was. Just tired. So I tucked her in, then continued down the path towards nothing. Now there was a time when that was my life, sorta. I would achieve nothing, and was quite good at it. But it was normally done with a hangover, a pack of Camel Wide Lights, and a stranger or two left over from the night before. In that state, nothing is easy to achieve. Turn on TV, periodically empty ashtray and bladder, remember to eat.
But when sober and feeling fine, its harder to do. I walked around and took some pics outside, tried my hand again at HDR
Watched TV. Boredom showed up pretty quickly. Didn’t feel right doing nothing. So I went out and at least changed the motion light. C woke up about 330p when I told her I was heading up to Oz’s so Angel could cut my hair. She came with. After the haircut, we had dinner with G&G, and just hung out and shot the breeze. Took G&G home, watched Eastenders up at Oz’s (well, C and Oz did. I passed out in a hurry). Got home, went to bed. It was so weird. Felt like a Seinfeld episode.
Monday, started out slow. Seemed doing nothing actually hurt me. I woke up dead tired, and weak. I got over it. 
Went to work as usual. Picked C up about 530ish, and she got a headache as soon as she made it outside. This became a problem. The headache lasted the whole ride home, then into the night. It came and went, in waves. 37 weeks, and she’s never taken even as much as a tylenol. At this point, she did.
Headache continued Tuesday morning. Another tylenol. It became semi-manageable (as in a series of “I’ll be fine” responses). She said it calmed down about 10 or 11. But it started back up when I picked her up (no, there’s no correlation!). It came and went, until it finally came over her about 8pm or so and really put her down. At 9, I called the doc. She suggested Tylenol and a watchful eye.
Still there Wednesday morning, but mildly. Took something to be safe (and at the behest of Oz). Seemed to be touch and go, but mostly kept under control. Had our doc appointment that afternoon. Doc said she’s fine. Wasn’t overly concerned. He said to take 400MG of Ibuprofen, as needed, per the label. If its still around Friday morning, then we need to come see him But he’d be surprised if it lasted that long. So Ibuprofen has been force fed. So far, it seems to have squashed the headache.
Outside of that, doc said that things are progressing nicely. We’re still on track for middle July. Baby has turned, and settled into place. Heartbeat is still strong. I think he/she’s ready.
Somehow, we made it to Cold Stone Creamery. Must’ve been some unseen force that guided us there. She had Banana Ice Cream with Vanilla Wafers in a waffle bowl. I had Chocolate Ice Cream with Strawberries and Bananas. Sitting outside eating ice cream with my lovely wife was a fantastic way to spend a hot Wednesday afternoon.
We got home, picked up Ms. B. from puppy day care (Oz’s for the next few weeks), reported on the day while getting the reports of her day, and then went home and made dinner
Home-made Mac and Cheese (Oz’s recipe). After dinner, we went through the gifts from the shower. Oh so many useful and fun things! They’re now in place.
I still can’t believe it. We will be parents, technically, in 2.5 weeks. 2.5 weeks! That’s one paycheck away. In reality, it will probably be about 3.5 or 4 weeks. But still. Wow! It has been one heck of a ride so far, and I know we’re just on the climb up the hill of the roller coaster of child rearing. It’s going to be bumpy sometimes, scary other times, Even downright exhausting. I know it won’t be easy. I know there will be times that the both of us will wonder “was this what we wanted?”. It’s part of life. But I also know that all the pain, anger, sadness, frustration, etc… it will all be erased with a single smile from our baby, or a little “coo”.
We’re in our 30’s, newly married, still trying to figure life out. She’s scared, as most new mothers are. I don’t know if I’m an exception to the rule or not, but I don’t have an ounce of fear in me right now. I have complete faith in our parenting abilities.
You can tell a person who is insecure of their looks, that the look great, until you’re blue in the face. But they won’t believe you unless they believe in it themselves. “You’re just being nice”. “You have to say that”. I have heard so many times, from so many different people, that we will be great parents. I can honestly say “you’re right”. Not being cocky or unappreciative. I thank you all for reminding us that we will be great parents, and we love hearing it. I just completely agree with you. I think all of your faith in us has made that a fact, instead of just words.
- if you don’t use it, I do strongly recommend trying it out. Fantastic calendar system [↩]