Egads, my due date’s less than three weeks away.
And I am frazzled.
I had my last sono (one of three) last Thursday. Daniel’s head down, his back’s turned on my left side, and he is a little less than six pounds. I gained another two pounds since last week (how I did that, I have no clue), but it’s all good for Daniel, since a baby’s average birth weight should be seven pounds and change. And I’m hoping to breast-feed this kid, so I figure some of this weight is also preparation for that.
This past weekend was the Family Baby Shower — the guests who attended were mostly Filipino friends of my folks, most of whom I’ve known since I was ten years old. Lots of “Aunties” and “Uncles”, “Lolos” and “Lolas”, “Nanays” and “Tatays”. As for actual *names*, it was like my wedding a few years back:
“Hi, Auntie!” I say.
“Who was that?” the Hubby asks, after “Auntie” moves off.
“I have no idea,” I reply, sotto voce.
And, settled down on my parents’ couch, I chatted with friends who were mommies already or, like JG, whose profession is dealing with the education of little ones on a regular basis.
All the while, the last X-Men movie was playing on my parents’ ginormous plasma TV. Kind of surreal, that was.
Anyway… Daniel got plenty of swag out of it — mostly clothes and blankies. With one rather generous gift card from the Marmot, I was able to buy the rather spendy stroller/car seat system that I’ve registered for but really wasn’t expecting anybody to get because — good golly, Miz Molly — it really is rather spendy.
Also, changing table’s on the way. 🙂
More preparation to do — like pack my hospital bag and fill out maternity leave forms. And figure out a “birth plan.” ::whew::
Somewhere in the mix, I’m still teaching and grading.
It’s almost more than my little mind can handle right now. But handle I do.