I've been spending a lot of time on my birthing ball (probably why I don't look overly amused on it here at 40 weeks + 9) and attempting all the old wives tales in the book alongside trying to maintain the "life as normal" mindset. I've been moderately successful at this and when I get a little wacked out, Chris sings "Tears of a Clown" to me and that makes me feel better. I'm soon to have a baby for goodness sake; I need to keep things in perspective. Can I blame my moments of frustration on those pregnancy hormones?
Meanwhile Rico our dear cat has taken up residence in our Moses Basket, much to my irritation. I love that cat but I don't want his hair all over little lady's bed. We've covered it with a towel and a long piece of cardboard as a temporary solution. Chris thinks once she's in it, he'll find it less appealing.
I won't say much tonight but wanted to check in....more to come tomorrow and not on the topic of labor and birth unless something does go down tonight!
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