Tomorrow we head for the city, probably, so we’ll be able to get into the hospital early Monday morning and get things started with this child. He has one more day to move out on his own, and if he doesn’t take the opportunity, he’ll be evicted. HA! Speaking of eviction, I found this following paragraph somewhere in my online travels in the last few days. Unfortunately, I don’t remember where I found it in order to properly give credit where credit is due, but then, the lady who posted it didn’t write it either. But here it is.
“I am issuing 30 day notice for EVICTION. Tenant will have 2 days in which he can either gather his belongings and promptly vacate the premises, or wait until the final day. After which, he will be physically removed from the property. He’s being evicted due to breech of contract and destruction of property. Expansions only to the FRONT of the house, within reasonable limits, were discussed. Not only have these limits been exceeded, but additions to the back of the house were also made! Remodeling and gutting of the home was never approved, nor was changing the initial layout and base structure. On top of which, the landlord has received numerous complaints about nightly disturbances. After 2 days from this day that he doesn’t comply with the notice will result in immediate and forceful removal at my discretion…..”
I rather expected Murphy’s Law to kick in and for labor to start today, judging from the storm we’ve had the last couple days. There’s no way we can get out of driveway with the car right now, and Jerry will have to beat a track down with the 4Runner before we can leave tomorrow. Hopefully tomorrow brings the snowplows, not more snow!
I was starting to get a little freaked out at the prospect of labor. Especially artificially induced labor! But then today was another horrendously sick every minute of the day, carry my bucket around all day, feel like throwing up everything I put inside me day. I suppose I needed one more day like that to push me into labor. Labor will be bad, I hear. But it won’t last 24/7 for 36 weeks. Bring it on!
It’s strange to think that we will leave our cozy little home tomorrow, and the next time we return we will be “Three” and there will be a little baby with us. It’s strange to think that the morning after we come back, I will wake up and NOT feel sick. I literally cannot fathom that. My brain does not comprehend that anymore. Not sick? What IS that? I might actually be able to snuggle with my husband again? For many months this summer the best comfort he could offer me was from a distance, because being touched only made me worse. It petered out some in fall, but I am looking forward to it being completely gone!
Life with a baby will definitely be very different. From what people tell us, it will be terrible and awful and we will never sleep again (what’s the difference? — I’m up at 3 AM right now anyway!) or get anywhere on time, or have anything that remotely resembles a life, and two weeks after the baby’s born I will wish it was back inside me where the cries are quieter…
But I have this sneaking suspicison that though different and challenging, it won’t be QUITE that bad 😉 And no matter what they tell me, I am looking forward to it!