5 more weeks to go, 3 more weeks of work. Hopefully I can do it. I remember last time I pushed myself a bit too far and was so exhausted and sore by the time I was done working. I told myself I wouldn't do it again but here I am. I'm starting to retain some fluid, and the doctor says if it gets any worse I will have to be done sooner.
I had also better be done before I start putting someone's life in danger because I have a serious case of baby brain going on. A few of my follies thus far:
1) While staying at Terry's parents for Thanksgiving, Lucas wet the bed. I threw his sheets and PJ's in the washing machine for a quick wash, along with his wet diaper. Don't do that ever. It leaves little white pieces of disintegrated diaper all over everything.
2) I picked up Lucas from daycare last week and looked back at him in his car seat, only socks on his feet. Forgot his shoes at daycare.
3) My daycare lady told me the other day that Lucas came with his pants on backwards that morning. Who is dressing this kid?!?!?
Also, I drop vials and pens at work almost every 5 minutes. Butterfingers.
Terry's cousin remarked that you would think for safety's sake you would get smarter during pregnancy to protect the baby and all that. No such luck over here.
