Waiting game.

It has been a rough week around these parts.  I started seeing a chiropractor a couple weeks ago, to help with my pregnancy aches and pains.  It has been fantastic!  I really did not believe that it would make a difference, but I was desperate.  Wincing in pain every time I rolled over in bed was getting old fast.  Of course, by this time in my first pregnancy, I had already been sleeping in the recliner for several weeks just to avoid having to rollover in the first place.  But I like my bed, darnit!  So, off to the chiro.  And it has helped a ton, not completely, but a ton.  I am still physically exhausted by the simplest of tasks.  Grocery shopping nearly killed me this week.  Pushing a cart full of groceries plus a toddler through a snow covered parking lot did not help.

The early part of this week was impossibly cold.  Temperatures in the negative teens, with windchills up to minus 50 degrees.  Needless to say, Beckett and I did not get out much.  This did not help my mood much.  He is a great kid, he really is, but boy is he exhausting.  My patience is thin at this point.  There has been much movie watching.  It's the only way I can make it through the day!

Last night was a real challenge.  A late nap threw off our whole day and bedtime was a total struggle. By the time my husband and I got Beck to sleep it was nearly 9:45.  Far too late and I was so frustrated.  I cried.  I was thinking if we could not handle bedtime with one kid, what on Earth are we doing being days away from having another one?!  Things did not look much brighter when Beck came up to me with a handful of poop while I was preparing breakfast.  Lovely.  Sigh.

Thankfully, my mother-in-law was on the schedule to be over at the house today.  Despite the fact that I am now done working out of the house, I asked the grandmas to keep coming over on Fridays to give me a bit of hand with Beck.  They both happily agreed.  I could not get out of the house fast enough today.

And so I sit, with a steaming cup of hot tea and a nearly devoured banana muffin, in the cafe of Barnes and Noble.  I just got a haircut.  I am not sure I love it, I have real bangs again for the first time in a long while, but it felt good to do something for myself.    And just being out of the house for awhile feels good too.  Who knows when I will get the chance to be alone again!

The waiting has begun.  I am due next week.  Of course my doctors are eager to see me deliver asap.  We are technically prepared, but I am not sure that we are ready.  Is anyone ever?  I lost a bit of my mucus plug this morning (whoa there!) and am having some mild cramping in my back.  Could mean something, could mean nothing.  Such is the fun of waiting to go into labor.  It is supposed to be a busy weekend, full of dinners with family and friends.  We will see what happens.  Right now, that is all I can do.  Wait.