First things first. My husband is my hero.
He got the last portable window a/c unit in the Seattle metropolitan area. Well, maybe not the last one, but surely one of the very few remaining. He installed it last night. The room went from 89 degrees when he first turned it on to 78 by bedtime a couple of hours later. It was 70 by the middle of the night. I actually needed a sheet for the first time in weeks.
The heat wave continues today, so I am pretty much vowing not to leave my bedroom. Actually, we have a bbq at a neighbors' house to go to, so I have to leave, but other than that, I am staying put.
As for the watched pot title, I am amused by the daily (multiple times daily) phone calls that we have started getting from both grandparents. My mom is the worst offender, calling with the most random questions and comments, when really, she just wants to know if I am in labor yet. My mother-in-law is more up front in her curiousity. I think it's cute that they are so excited, but people, please. Do they don't think that we won't call them when I am in active labor or at least admitted to the hospital? They are the grandparents, for goodness sakes! I want them to be here and neither live in town!
Also, I found it a bit irritating when my mother-in-law told me that this would be a good weekend for me to have the baby since it's a good weekend for her schedule. Now, I realize that she was (mostly) joking and that it's probably pregnancy hormones that caused me to have that reaction. My mother also has her request put in for an August 25th birthday - since that is her birthday as well! My husband's grandma is rooting for September 2 - her big day. I know people are (mostly) kidding when they submit their requests, but then a part of me feels bad for letting them down. I know that as the days drag on and he continues to languish inside, these phone calls will only increase. They are 99% adorable and 1% a teensy bit annoying. But it's part of the fun. I still have a sense of surreality that this can possibly be happening to us.
The waiting. . . and watching. . . continues.
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Hehehe! I got to experience this and I wasn't even the one pregnant with Andrew! My mom, in particular, was rooting our birth mom to deliver on July 21st, her birthday. Mind you, this is what my mom wanted even though it meant the baby would be more than a month early. As it turns out, he was born on July 22nd . . .
My mom has already "approved" my due date in March as being good for her, because they have a big vacation planned for February. Um, what? I couldn't believe that even crossed her mind!!
Easy for me to say, but enjoy your last days with him in there! Because soon you're *really* going to have to fight those two women (and they'll be trying to edge each other out too!) lol
I hate mother-in-laws. I feel for you... Take heart in knowing that God will bring that baby to this world at the exact perfect time, and no sooner or no later. I know it's probably hard to wait, but it will be so worth it. ;)
*hugs*
I am so glad you got an air conditioner!
what up? Did you do that thing yet?? Let me know yo!
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