Still no damned baby, and I gotta tell ya, I'm starting to loose it. I don't know how women DO this. I know some women go over their due dates by WEEKS, and how they don't just go straight to crazy town is beyond me. I spent yesterday an emotional mess. I cried about everything. I went to get frosty's at Wendy's, brought them downstairs and then sobbed about how I had "NO SPOONS! THERE ARE NO SPOONS! OH GOD, IT'S THE END OF THE WORLD! HOW WILL WE EVER EAT THESE FROSTYS WITHOUT SPOONS??? WAHHH" When John was able to go to a drawer and produce a plastic spoon for me, it just caused me to cry even more because I was so glad he had a spoon and no one had to go all the way upstairs for a spoon because that would have been awful. AWFUL! There was also the great cracker breakdown where I cried and cried because there were smooshed crackers all over the floor and now I have to vacuum. And woe! I don't WANT to vacuum! Why oh why would someone smoosh crackers on the floor?!?! WHY DO THESE HORRIBLE THINGS KEEP HAPPENING TO ME?
Ok, so maybe I'm not starting to loose it, there seems to be sufficient evidence to suggest that my sanity is already long gone.
Today is John's 31st birthday. My goal for the day is to not drive him crazy. Sadly, we didn't plan anything for his birthday, not knowing if we'd have a baby yet or not, so John will probably spend the day in his underwear playing video games, which, really, is probably what he'd rather do anyway.
My plan is to stay focused on the fact that tomorrow is the day. I'll keep myself busy doing laundry, packing more hospital bags (we'll be in the hospital for the entire labor, so I want to put together a bag of activities to do, board games, DVD's, books...), packing Alex's suitcase for his stay at Grandma Babs' house, maybe install the baby's carseat in the van... just keep myself busy so I stay out of John's hair and don't drive him nuts by being an emotional wreck.
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