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May. 6th, 2007 03:03 pmI feel like I should point out that last night's contractions faded away, and so I went to bed. I slept for eleven hours. I had pie for breakfast. I showered, and then took a nap. (!!) By one o'clock, neither of us were even dressed yet. This has been the laziest day of my entire pregnancy, I think, but I am so well-rested! At one, I realized that today is a gift--a pre-Ducky weekend day, so I had better get a few things done, so we ate lunch, and I've thrown laundry in and started picking up the house while M goes out and plays with his new toy. At the moment, I'm waiting for the tylenol to kick in so I can get some work done--I have a catch in my back that will not allow much walking without it.
About the mower, would you like to hear a cute story? M goes out and mows the lawn last weekend, front and back. Our lawn is very hard to mow. It's in terrible shape for several reasons--moles, neglect from previous owners, almost total shade, weeds, tree roots from massive trees, randomly placed greenery, etc. To fix it, we really need to get rid of the moles, first of all, or it will all be a waste of time. Last year was devoted to mole elimination, which was a failed project. To make things even more fun, we have lots of steep slopes and hills. We had a self-propelled push mower, and it still took him hours, and most of the day's energy, to get the mowing done. So last weekend, he comes back inside after making the yard look very pretty, and he is semi-irate at the world and tells me that we are going to have to do something, because after Ducky gets here, he is NOT going to spend all weekend every week mowing the lawn, because he will want to spend time with the baby. I don't think he even did it on purpose, but of course my heart got all melty, and I pulled out my checkbook and we headed off to Lowe's to buy a more-time-with-baby device as soon as my parents were here with their truck. We've talked about buying a riding mower since we moved in, but originally, he was keeping an eye out for a used mower, which my dad--who, the possessor of six acres of mowed lawn about which he is fanatical and therefore has bought more than his share of riding mowers--wasn't too thrilled with. He's been after us for a while to buy one. I have been telling M that we might as well just do it, since we are going to be spending that money eventually--might as well do it sooner rather than later. He's been resisting because he hates the idea of spending a fortune to make his life a bit easier. But, I'm personally glad that he finally gave in and let us buy the thing, because it should save him a LOT of time and energy, and that will mean the grass will get cut more frequently and the yard will look better when it is cut. On the down side, one of the blades has already bent from the travesty that is our yard, so he has to run out to the store to finish up. Figures.
Anyway, I felt obligated to say that there is no baby here yet, but now my back is feeling well enough that I can go change the laundry over and put away some junk, so I should go take advantage of it. And find something to eat because it's been like, two HOURS since I last ate! The horrors. Anyway, unless something happens that makes it urgent, I will quickie-post before we head off to the hospital, because that's the kind of thing I do. I am also planning on having M do a voice post, if we get around to it, so we might use that while we're AFK. Maybe. M wants to know why he has to do a voice post in my journal, and clearly, the answer is.. because I don't want to. :) I will miss having pregnancy as an excuse for being so annoying.
About the mower, would you like to hear a cute story? M goes out and mows the lawn last weekend, front and back. Our lawn is very hard to mow. It's in terrible shape for several reasons--moles, neglect from previous owners, almost total shade, weeds, tree roots from massive trees, randomly placed greenery, etc. To fix it, we really need to get rid of the moles, first of all, or it will all be a waste of time. Last year was devoted to mole elimination, which was a failed project. To make things even more fun, we have lots of steep slopes and hills. We had a self-propelled push mower, and it still took him hours, and most of the day's energy, to get the mowing done. So last weekend, he comes back inside after making the yard look very pretty, and he is semi-irate at the world and tells me that we are going to have to do something, because after Ducky gets here, he is NOT going to spend all weekend every week mowing the lawn, because he will want to spend time with the baby. I don't think he even did it on purpose, but of course my heart got all melty, and I pulled out my checkbook and we headed off to Lowe's to buy a more-time-with-baby device as soon as my parents were here with their truck. We've talked about buying a riding mower since we moved in, but originally, he was keeping an eye out for a used mower, which my dad--who, the possessor of six acres of mowed lawn about which he is fanatical and therefore has bought more than his share of riding mowers--wasn't too thrilled with. He's been after us for a while to buy one. I have been telling M that we might as well just do it, since we are going to be spending that money eventually--might as well do it sooner rather than later. He's been resisting because he hates the idea of spending a fortune to make his life a bit easier. But, I'm personally glad that he finally gave in and let us buy the thing, because it should save him a LOT of time and energy, and that will mean the grass will get cut more frequently and the yard will look better when it is cut. On the down side, one of the blades has already bent from the travesty that is our yard, so he has to run out to the store to finish up. Figures.
Anyway, I felt obligated to say that there is no baby here yet, but now my back is feeling well enough that I can go change the laundry over and put away some junk, so I should go take advantage of it. And find something to eat because it's been like, two HOURS since I last ate! The horrors. Anyway, unless something happens that makes it urgent, I will quickie-post before we head off to the hospital, because that's the kind of thing I do. I am also planning on having M do a voice post, if we get around to it, so we might use that while we're AFK. Maybe. M wants to know why he has to do a voice post in my journal, and clearly, the answer is.. because I don't want to. :) I will miss having pregnancy as an excuse for being so annoying.
