Socks
I washed my baby's first load of laundry yesterday. It consisted of his 0-3 mos clothes, bibs, receiving blankies, burp cloths, and tiny wittle socks. Unfortunately the sock ogres are relentless. They would even steal the socks of an innocent unborn baby. Two pairs of socks are now missing their buddies. So sad. Those bastards.
I am trying to keep busy, but all of the things that need to be done before he is born is being taken care of. I don't want to run out of things to wash or organize. I will have some sort of house work to take care of everyday, but I don't want to run out of baby-oriented activities to keep me occupied.
Tomorrow is my 36/37 wk Dr's appointment. All they are going to do is check the vital's and my cervix. I am not counting on any big changes. I really want to get him out of me, but he is not coming until after the 14th, I just know it. That is just my luck and how it happens for first time young moms. The younger and fresher the uterus, the more cozy.
And Tuesday is a full moon! Apparently there are going to be some neat-o lunar activities happening next week. Supposedly on Monday night you're supposed to be able to see Mars and some other star or something and it's going to look like a pair of evil red eyes in the sky. Tuesday night is not only a full moon but a total lunar eclipse, and it's supposed to last about an hour and a half. I bet babies are going to come shooting out of vaginas and into space on that night. I am not looking forward to the false labor and the uncontrollable urge to howl at the moon.
Goodness, it is 3 am, I should go to bed. If anything happens at tomorrow's appointment I will update. Good night, assholes.