I had an interesting weekend. Friday I went to see my midwife and she examined me and poked at me in evil ways. (She's trying to get me ready for labor) So for the next 24 hours I was SURE I was in labor because I was having consistent contractions. Then Saturday afternoon after a bath, they stopped. Darn! Actually though, that is good because I am SO not ready. Third time around, I think you set up the baby's room while you are in labor.
Sunday I was planning a leisurely lunch with my mom while my dad babysat. We went down to this fun little restaurant in La Jolla. When we showed up, there was a little party there. My mom had arranged a mini baby shower for me. I had told them over and over I did not want a shower. The thought embarrassed me - this is my THIRD kid and so close together. But it was a great surprise. I loved all the gifts. However, I said that the greatest gift would be a great big basket full of various contraceptives...that is really all we need!
I've missed you, dear Diary.
22 hours ago