Conversations in my head.

See, you all have no idea how many times I’ve pulled the computer over and started to blog. I mean seriously it’s no mean feat. It requires heating pads, perfect and strategic placement of pillows, moving the cord to keep the laptop plugged in as the battery only has a two hour life and blogging takes longer than that. After all that is the reason I have a laptop isn’t it, so that I can work comfortably anywhere.

Then when all is ready and I have the laptop and I’m sitting comfortably, all I manage to do is mindlessly surf the web for an hour or two and then I’m completely zapped of all energy and motivation.

I have a series of blogs started and in various states of completion that you all may never see. They start out as conversations in my head, things I‘d share with you all if I had the energy and motivation to sit down and write for you, and then I do start writing and half way through the story, the thought train is derailed and there they sit in half finished word documents, scattered across my desktop like broken and abandoned toys that even Santa has forgotten about.

So now I’m sitting here, with season 5 of the Gilmore Girls on for background sound (thanks Ky) while I type this and simultaneously browse eBags for a fun look at new purses… Seriously when did that happen anyway, I used to NEVER be a purse girl, backpacks were more my speed and now I just love them, shoes and purses, when did I turn into a girl?....See what I mean, I’m so easily distracted.

First I wanted to, yes a little late I realize, say Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to you all. I didn’t make Christmas cards this year, but that’s not different from the previous couple of years, I haven’t made cards for a few years. But this year we found some French Christmas cards and we bought them, and there they sit on the counter in front of me, knowingly mocking me, waiting to be written and addressed. Let’s face it, they know what I know, that those cards are most likely destined to be packed away and come back to the states with us.

Then I would like to thank you all for the great birthday wishes left on our phone machine…

(Yes the answering message is in French, just trust you got the right number and leave a message. The message is still in French because the instructions to the phone are in French and I haven’t felt compelled to spend an entire day translating said instructions just so I can figure out how to record my own message, so we use the message that came with the phone. Yes the height of laziness, but hey, think of it as very exotic and metropolitan.)

Anyway thank you Gudino’s for the truly great birthday message and wishes, it was very nice to hear all of your voices. And thanks also to the Barbers for the song, seriously, the Barber family does the best singing of the birthday song I’ve ever heard, all on key and in harmony and everything, really guys, I’d record it and sell it. It was fabulous.

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My car is in the garage and hasn’t been moved in a few weeks, hence why I really have nothing to write about. Not to say that I haven’t left the house in weeks, but S drives me places. The manual transmission in the Mercedes absolutely kills my back. So I make grocery lists and we go to the store together.

The shopping goes something like this. I point S in the direction of the first 3 or 4 items on the list and say “I’ll meet you by the eggs” I proceed in the direction of the eggs and when I arrive S has pretty much completed the shopping. He then goes toward the bread, or whatever few items he has left to grab, and I waddle toward the checkouts where I arrive to find S waiting for me at the handicapped checkout lane. So why do I go with him? Well in case there is a question about a brand or something (men must be carefully supervised when grocery shopping is involved) and besides it’s my exercise for the day. (How pathetic is that!)

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Anyway, the due date is January 30th but I know for certain, I will not go that long. I know it’s going to be sooner than that. Don’t ask how I know, I just know. Actually yesterday S’s mom told us that when she worked in the maternity ward in a hospital there was always a baby boom right around the full moon. So next fool moon for us is January 14th, that’s next Saturday. So I’ve pinned my hopes on that date and that knowledge has also gotten me in gear to get the last thing I needed for the hospital stay. I was required to purchase a hair dryer, I don’t own a hair dryer because I NEVER blow dry my hair, so I had to go out and buy a cheap one just because it is on my list of things to bring. Do not even ask why I’m required to have one, just trust me, they have their reasons and you really do not want to know.

I filled a whole regular sized suitcase with all the things on the list. I have to tell you that I’m going to feel rather silly taking a suitcase that size to the hospital, like a typical woman that always over packs, but in this case I have no choice, everything in that suitcase is on my list and it’s required. I will be kept there anywhere from 4 to 6 days, depending on how everything goes and how everyone is doing. I think I can opt out at the end of 3 days if Jr. and I are stellar patients and if I can prove that the nursing staff is making me insane.

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S has some very important meetings all this week, there are people coming in from all over the stinkin planet for this and he’s in charge. Needless to say he’s a bit stressed about what will happen if I go into labor during the week. He has provided me with a long list of phone numbers just in case he doesn’t hear his cell phone ring. But I told him not to sweat it, it’ll be the 14th. God, I hope it’s the 14th, I’m tired of this. Although, I have yet to meet my new doctor and I don’t have an appointment to meet him until the 17th. So, yeah a bit of a down side to this whole having the kid on the 14th thing.

I swear though, if I go to the 30th (or later……Oh my god!) I’ll be absolutely bonkers by then!!!!

Last visit to my old doctor was on December 27th and measurements at that point brought the baby’s weight to 3.6Kg (7lbs 14.9ozs.). All is well with Jr. and he has made the turn and is in position. I speak to him regularly and try to convince him that it’s time but apparently he is not quite ready yet. He’d like to put a little more meat on his skinny little frame no doubt.

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Well, that’s all the news from here, just more boring pregnancy and baby news, but that’s my life these days. Wait until the baby is born and all I post is cutesy anecdotal baby stuff that will drive you all to quit reading my blog all together.