No one has made the "You'll probably go early" comments to me, probably because of what happened with EliBean. (Only 3 weeks early, but a long and miserable experience all around.) I think everyone's hoping for me to make it at least to term. Then there's the fact that I apparently don't look as big as I feel; I think that when you carry bigger, people assume that the baby is closer to delivery. I got tons of those comments with Eli, and I was desperate for him to come early because I was so unhappy, but I certainly wasn't prepared to deal with the realities of it. This time, I'm much more content to wait. I'm going to bet that I'll be the last June Mom to deliver, though maybe not the one to go farthest past term.
All this talk of labor, and I still feel nowhere near it. I have lots of contractions, but nothing serious. I'm sure my cervix is closed up tighter than Fort Knox. :LOL NewBean is perfectly content where she is. She spends a lot more time OA than she used to, but still turns a fair bit. Mostly she's head down, though. It's really rough on my tailbone & lower back; I never had that problem with Eli, so that's a new thing for me. Ick.
Last night, I decided I was finished talking to Mike. I'm ticked off at him because he'd rather play his stupid game than watch Eli or help me clean. He's cut back on the amount of time he spends on it, but it's still way more than it should be. It's more time than I spend on MDC and a)I do other things while I"m here, like hold & nurse Eli; b)I learn useful stuff here; c)I still do as much other work as I can. I'm so ticked off with him right now, I just wanted to strangle him last night but instead I just gave up.
I went to bed, and I'm not doing anything today or again until he gets off his ass. I'm protesting. Well, that's not true.. I did feed Eli. He doesn't need to starve just because his father's being a dork.
It's just not fair. That stupid game takes up way more of his time than we do, it's definately more important to him than anything else. He doesn't seem to care that the house is a mess, only that he gets to his game. I used to play the piano, you know.. just for me, all by myself, something which benefitted no one but myself. You know when the last time I did that was? Me neither! It was before I got pregnant with Eli, that's for sure. He says that MDC serves the same purpose for me as his game does for him, but that's totally not true. He goes to work and gets to talk to people all damned day, and who the hell do I get to talk to? Eli. That's it. If I get two phonecalls a week, it's a lot. At this point, I'd welcome telemarketers just to hear an adult's voice! This is the *only way* I get to communicate with the outside world. It's totally different from that game! Not only that, but when he's playing the game he can never just drop what he's doing; it's always "wait a minute, I'm in the middle of something." I can't do things like that! There is no "wait a minute" when you're dealing with a toddler! :bonk I'm soooo tempted to do nasty things to that game! I hate it I hate it I hate it!!!!