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39 weeks and counting
Apr. 1st, 2012 11:30 pmSo, we are now just starting 39 weeks ie any day now is possible but may still be up to 3 weeks away.
Not quite ready to start issuing eviction notices, but I think she is starting to find the accommodation a little on the cramped side - she keeps trying to stretch out but keeps finding things in the way. The internal seething/squirming is both cool and disturbing to observe from the outside at the same time. And occasionally painful when too energetic. The hiccups are just odd - internal headbutting.
Think we are generally close to set up, or at least have the infrastructure to be able to cope initially, before we discover what gaping areas we have forgotten. Mental preparation - really don't know. The clothes line filled with a row and a half of (teeny tiny) newborn clothing was still slightly surreal and doll like, but the nappies on the line were a little more real. Ditto the baby car seat base set up in the back seat of the car, with the seat in the lounge with a balloon in to discourage cat nesting.
This weekend has involved general house tidying (on the theory that we may be busy later so we should try and keep minimal standards from now on so it wont be quite such a shock later), end room plastering (not Z's favourite activity), lawn mowing, (started) assembly of go bags, typing up of birth plan (following extended talk with midwife on Fri, where there was good general consensus of attitudes/priorities), and attendance of R&S's Victorian picnic in the Botanical gardens. Some very fine clothing, especially at the military jacket end. I just established that an academic gown worked well for covering things (the victorian layers I have really not fitting...), and was very grateful for the chair (thank you![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Mutter mutter Braxton Hicks contractions, swollen ankles, heart burn which can only be limitedly treated due to needing iron suppliments, the ability to shift positions of an elephant seal on land, inability to sleep in one position for more than a couple hours and waddling in general ... Given this is still boring and normal, I would hate to see the exciting end of things.
Tis curious to hear everyone else counting down to Easter for Festival etc, when you are counting down for a completely different event. And there is only so much packing/preparation you can do...
Given my brain still hasn't switched off daylight savings so thinks it is 12:30am, rather than 11:30pm, time to stop rambling and head off to bed.
PS the April Fools prank by Adblock of replacing all the (usually blocked) adverts with cat pictures was very cool.
Not quite ready to start issuing eviction notices, but I think she is starting to find the accommodation a little on the cramped side - she keeps trying to stretch out but keeps finding things in the way. The internal seething/squirming is both cool and disturbing to observe from the outside at the same time. And occasionally painful when too energetic. The hiccups are just odd - internal headbutting.
Think we are generally close to set up, or at least have the infrastructure to be able to cope initially, before we discover what gaping areas we have forgotten. Mental preparation - really don't know. The clothes line filled with a row and a half of (teeny tiny) newborn clothing was still slightly surreal and doll like, but the nappies on the line were a little more real. Ditto the baby car seat base set up in the back seat of the car, with the seat in the lounge with a balloon in to discourage cat nesting.
This weekend has involved general house tidying (on the theory that we may be busy later so we should try and keep minimal standards from now on so it wont be quite such a shock later), end room plastering (not Z's favourite activity), lawn mowing, (started) assembly of go bags, typing up of birth plan (following extended talk with midwife on Fri, where there was good general consensus of attitudes/priorities), and attendance of R&S's Victorian picnic in the Botanical gardens. Some very fine clothing, especially at the military jacket end. I just established that an academic gown worked well for covering things (the victorian layers I have really not fitting...), and was very grateful for the chair (thank you
alpha_angel) and the table (thank you basal_surge). Mutter mutter Braxton Hicks contractions, swollen ankles, heart burn which can only be limitedly treated due to needing iron suppliments, the ability to shift positions of an elephant seal on land, inability to sleep in one position for more than a couple hours and waddling in general ... Given this is still boring and normal, I would hate to see the exciting end of things.
Tis curious to hear everyone else counting down to Easter for Festival etc, when you are counting down for a completely different event. And there is only so much packing/preparation you can do...
Given my brain still hasn't switched off daylight savings so thinks it is 12:30am, rather than 11:30pm, time to stop rambling and head off to bed.
PS the April Fools prank by Adblock of replacing all the (usually blocked) adverts with cat pictures was very cool.
