If you had asked me at 1 in the morning what I was going to get for mother’s day, I would have told you that I was going to get another baby (and as a result, get out of my talk in Sacrament meeting). I was woken up by no less than six times last night with extremely painful pre-labor contractions. So painful that I woke up thinking “SCHEDULED C-SECTION! THAT’S WHAT I WANT! NO LABOR EVER AGAIN!” I’ve never had SO much pre-labor before. This boy better just slide out in my sleep.
Obviously Speck has decided to wait at least another day. I know I’m only 36 weeks. I know it. I know it would be better for him to stay in. But it would also be nice for him to contribute a little bit to the family and let Matt have his paternity leave this week and next so that he can avoid another week and a half of 12 hour days.
No worries, I’m actually just musing and not complaining. I’m uncomfortable as all women are this far along, but I haven’t been having daily meltdowns and I don’t feel like I’m going to die if he isn’t born today. Once I get to that point, I’ll know I have three or four weeks to go… So I imagine I’ll start posting things like that in about a week 🙂 12 hour work days = LOTS of ordered pizza, so I’m mostly ok with it.
As I mentioned before, Matt and I both were to speak in Sacrament meeting today. I gave a shorter and slightly less violently passionate version of my blog post about fulfilling your dreams. I was able to include several quotes from this last General Conference as well as some from the BYU Women’s Conference that Megan posted about. I was nervous but it was a good opportunity to introduce myself to the ward. I must say it was quite well received. I even made a joke that people actually laughed at! Usually when I make jokes the crickets in the walls decide to serenade us. You’re dying to know my joke aren’t you?
I said that I used to be the perfect mom. But that evidently hypothetical children are different from actual children so it all came to a screeching halt when Lucy was born.
Go ahead, laugh about it…. not that much, it wasn’t THAT funny.
I think Matt is going to make me brownies later. And Lucy made me a card that said:
Dear Mom, Happe mathr’s day. evre day you make it the best day evre. I love you.
Translation: Dear Mom, Happy Mother’s Day. Every day you make it the best day ever. I love you.