Closer...

Another weekend gone by. I worked hard at home this weekend. My husband tells me I need to rest and get off my feet, but he doesn't get up onto his. I keep trying to explain to him that things still need to be done and I would be happy to relax if he wants to do whatever it is I am trying to get done. He has yet to take me up on that.

Jake is trying to make his way down. I was waking up with him way up in my ribs every morning and then as the day moves on he would move down and I can breathe easier. The last two mornings I have woken up to him not way up in my ribs. I am having terrible pelvic pressure though. It is horribly uncomfortable. I think he is just trying to push down, but it pulls and burns and cramps. I think I would like to skip a few of these steps and just have him in my arms. Actually, I don't. I want to hold onto him in there for a little bit longer still. Even though I am so hot and uncomfortable so much of the time I am still hoping to go 39 weeks. I am NOT hoping to go any more than 40 weeks.

One of my friends keeps saying "wait until you start nesting." I think I am well past that at home. I am still trying to get things accomplished because I know we will be having company and I don't want my house to be a pit. I have this overwhelming need to get things taken care of at work though. I am trying very hard to get things in order for the new surgeon. I don't think she and I are quite on the same wave length yet. She is used to working in a large hospital where they tell her how things are going to be and I am busy trying to make things how she wants them. I have a large stack of preference cards that tell us what she used for certain surgeries from the last two hospitals she practiced. I am trying like mad to get all this information into the computer. The problem is people are supposed to tell me when they schedule surgeries for her and they aren't. I have been staying late almost every day and I have managed to get a lot accomplished. I think I have the instruments in order. There are just so many things that I can't freaking control that are driving me nuts. It is so hard to get something that is new into the computer system. You have to get it into the system to get it added to the cards so people can use whatever it is for the surgery. Otherwise it is like reinventing the wheel each surgery. You try and tell people, but they forget or don't pay attention. You may not do something very often and it is hard to remember all the minute details. Having a good card makes every one's life much, much easier. I work hard to make sure my cards are up to date and accurate. I won't be able to do this while I am on maternity leave. (this is going to be something my charge nurse holds over my head for a long time as she so loves to do).

Yesterday I woke up and before I even got out of bed I could tell my feet were swollen. My little piggies would hardly bend. I had to wear my flip flops to church because I couldn't get anything else on. Then the right side got a bit better and the left side got worse. I couldn't believe it by the time I went to bed. I had my legs side by side (you know, where they naturally live) and they didn't look like they belonged to the same person. The left one was huge and the right was maybe a little puffy. I drank a bunch of water before bed and hoped things would be better in the morning. Besides having to get up 4 times to pee, things were better. It is hard for me to get out of our bed right now so having to pee so often is literally a pain. Oh well. I just hope I will be able to get back to sleep after I get up with Jake like I can now when I get up and go to the bathroom. Somehow I think it won't be the same to me or the dogs. I may end up with two outside dogs before this is all said and done. That won't work well for us since our entire yard is fenced together and not just the backyard fenced. What a pain! Speaking of pains, there he goes again!