The OB said he wouldn't be surprised if Blessing had come this weekend, which would have suited him, since he was the on-call doc for the clinic. I told him the weather was going to be too nice to spend it in the hospital, and luckily, the baby agreed! Instead, we spent the weekend putting the finishing touches on our new home, tidying up and finding a space for all the little random things, and spending much of it outside and relaxing!
I even took the boys for a walk on Friday, something we needed to do, but I was so scared to do anything physical for fear of initiating contractions. Now that the house is put together, I don't care when he comes, I just want it to be on his watch, not mine. We rode tricycles (by "we," I mean my children) outside, weeded the flower bed out front, and just sat out on the porch enjoying the 75 degree weather.
Today, I even took the boys to the zoo! Instead of just riding all the rides (they have 5 options for getting around), we walked a fair way and I barely broke a sweat. It was great! We definitely needed that, just a little bit of our old "normal" life before the baby comes and disrupts things again. The boys were so excited to ride the train and see the giraffes, it made the wait worth it.
I don't know what else to do while we're waiting for the baby. My nesting instincts have all been fulfilled since we moved to a new house: new paint on the walls, everything is clean from ceiling to floor, my freezer is stocked almost to overflowing with tasty meals and snacks, and the baby clothes and items have all been washed and put away. I guess now we just do. If we want to go somewhere (within reason--I don't want to be too far from the hospital with the boys by myself), we can. If we want to sit outside and play all morning, we can. This is such a switch from the way we've been living for the last several weeks.
I started knitting a sweater for a family member of mine that asked this summer. I told her I would probably not have time to work on it until after the baby comes, but that I would try to have it done by Christmas, being optimistic at that point. I started it yesterday and am nearly a quarter of the way finished.
This is just completely new to me, not having anything pressing on my plate, and I'm enjoying it, but my instinct is to find things to busy myself with. I need to learn to be content with idleness, I guess. Some people (like my husband) would call it "rest." I have never been good at that. There is always something that needs doing. I still have a list of items I would like to accomplish, projects to finish up, yarn to use up, things to do with the boys, but none of those are exceptionally compelling to me at this point, so I am trying to just enjoy these last few days with my family of 4, and not fill them completely with tasks.
With that being said, I should wrap this up and get some sleep. Here are today's photos. I don't think there's much change, although to me it feels like he is sitting lower. There's more space between my chest and the top of my bump, from my point of view. Anyway, here they are:
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