Voodoo Child v. 17: Welcome to the One Woman Show

So I went to my OB the other day, and she reports: "You are one fingertip dilated." In my head, I'm thinking how many more fingertips are we talking about here until we're spewing forth a child into the world. Similarly, Husbandido says, "What kind of fingertip? A manly fingertip? A midget fingertip?" All in all, the process has started, and someone is on the move, as Husbandido and I like to say.

This heat is getting on my damn nerves only because I feel like I can't do crap around the house (no air conditioning therefore no strenuous activity, therefore nothing gets done). It's too hot to cruise around my fave shopping districts (too hot and I don't like to walk around without a sweater/jacket), and gas being what it is, I can't seem to justify spending ends to just walk around somewhere where I'll be hawt and uncomfortable.

And swollen feets?  Yuck.

So my EDD (expected due date) is on 9/16, and that's just around the corner. It's been interesting and somewhat anxiety producing to go from months away, to weeks away, to days away. Soon enough it'll be hours away. Because I have gestational diabetes (fun in the sun) my OB is talking about inducing me at some point if need be. No pressure, I guess.

Apparently I've been losing weight, which is supposed to be counter intuitive with the whole prego thing. I lost 3 lbs since my last appointment, so I've been chided to eat more. Yep. Can you believe that? First I can't eat. Then I can't eat enough. And I have to eat in 15 minutes. Geez. So many rules. When will the day arrive that we can just plug into a machine somewhere and get all the nutrients you need so you'll be set, and then you can go about your business eating ice cream all day.

Yes I love ice cream. I want to make a field trip out to Bi-Rite one of these days to pick up some Thin Mint (my favorite ice cream EVAR) and some salted caramel, and if I'm up to it honey lavender.

Life on maternity leave so far has been good, other than the heat. It's been relaxing, and thankfully so because apparently I have to use the bathroom at least a few times an hour depending on my liquid intake as well as activity.Go up and down the stairs? Bathroom. Get something to drink? Bathroom. Maybe that's where my weight has been going.

Just got notice that I am eligible to go back to work on 10/28. Um, NO.

I don't know if I mentioned this before but my plan is to come back to work in January, but I'd be going back to a new position in a new office with new responsibilities. It's sort of my answer to growing: I feel like I was not doing the best that I could have done with my job, that is, I feel as if it was just time to move on. I had been looking actively for a new job, but now was not the time to up and leave a job. But it's a lateral move that is going to be easier for me, and doesn't have some of the mundane stuff that I have to worry about. New mundane stuff, I'm sure. LOL But it was time, and change is good, I keep telling myself, and I think this is going to be an amazing time for me to grow and change and do what I've wanted to do for years now.

At any rate, that's my update for now. A fingertip. A new job. A baby. Keep you posted.

BTW, when that moment comes, check my facebook or my twitter updates. That'll be the best way to find out where/what/when/how!

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