Day 37: Relax

Today was highly uneventful.

Woke up at 1000, fed Puck, showered ("In the morning?" you ask -- yes!!) then went to the kitchen for some NEW cereal.  Corn Pops!  Yum!  As I finished, my dad was talking to me about labor pains, so I went to get my iPad, so I could read stuff in my Mayo Clinic's Guide to a Healthy Pregnancy Nook book.  I found what I wanted, then noticing I had the iPad, I got sucked into my Stieg Larsson book again.  I stayed at the table until I was finished reading, which was around 1400.

I then changed into my swimsuit, grabbed another book (about breast-feeding) and went to the pool.  My mom told me I needed to get sun, so I obliged and got on a recently inflated chair-ish thing.  After a bit, she came outside and said, "I don't think you should be in the sun.  You're baking the baby." ... like the whole thing was my idea!!  I reminded her that it was her idea and I always just sit in the shade in the shallow end.

I read 157 pages of my breast-feeding book before it got 1000x cooler and looked like it may rain.  I then decided to just watch the clouds.

At 1800 I came inside and showered off, but didn't wash my hair, since I already had this morning and I didn't get my head wet while outside.

Mom was back from running errands, so I started cooking my dinner, since I was having something different than they were.  When I finished eating, my back started aching something fierce, so mom made me go lie down.  I got bored soon enough and decided to try to use the bathroom, instead.

My back pain subsided enough to where I could slowly move into the kitchen.  I had been tasked with creating a dessert.  As it baked, we watched Covert Affairs, then ate it while we watched Suits.  It was tasty, but entirely too sweet for me.  I know, thought you'd never hear me say that, I bet!

I felt sickish and messed around on their computer researching Dr. Hummell of Seton Brain and Spine Institute, who'd been recommended by the anesthesiologist I saw on Friday.  Turns out he does take Tricare -- yay!  I'll have to get a referral from Easterling after the baby.  I am still not convinced that this baby isn't hurting my back further.  I will continue to believe I'm suffering permanent damage until it's proven otherwise.  There's no way a back can hurt this bad to where I can't even function, while being moved and pushed on, and it goes back to "normal."

Anyway,  it's almost midnight and I've done pretty much nothing today.  Tomorrow, I'll try to finish the last two posters, then get to coloring, so they're done before the baby arrives.  Could be any day now and I'd hate to not finish those posters... or not find my boat shoes.  (Mom said she'd help me look tomorrow).

Wish I could have talked to Ty longer today, but he was in bed when he texted and it was late, so I knew he was tired.  Maybe he'll just start texting "I love you. Going to sleep," on days that he wants to say "hi," but is too tired to chat.  We "waste" a lot of his sleep time just trying to say hello.  I'd be ok with that, then I'd just tell him how much I love and miss him and give him a computerkiss -- mwah!