32 weeks and counting

June 21, 2006

The days and weeks are slipping by, and it seems that the numbers are adding up much faster than I would expect them to. 28 weeks, then 30 and 32. My pre-due date schedule is filling up and I know that one of these days I’m going to blink and realise that I am in labour. And that day could arrive anytime after 37 weeks of pregnancy, which is only 5 weeks away. 5 weeks is not a lot of time!

So, what’s been happening in the world of michelle these days?

1. We’ve decided to have a homebirth. I’m seeing an independent midwife who will be in charge of all my prenatal care, attend the birth and take care of baby and I for a few weeks after the birth until we get a handle on feeding and sleeping and care. I might even have a birthing tub to labour in. I’m really feeling very positive about this and I love the personalised attention and care I’ve gotten so far from my midwife.

2. We have been considering moving back to Canada in October. Tom’s been in discussion with a company in Vancouver that is interested in hiring him, so we’ve been discussing whether this is something that is right for us at the moment. Nothing is set in stone yet, but it’s in the realm of possibility.

3. I got called to take my driving test again! July 3rd this time. I am so going to kick butt on that test.

4. We had been planning on going for a short vacation before I got too close to d-day, but with all the thesis-writing and job-hunting that has been going on around here we found that time had slipped away before we had booked anything, and it was really more important that we were here so that the thesis-writing and job-hunting could take place. So, instead of going away we decided to take some of the money we would have spent on that and book tickets to see several shows in the Cork Midsummer Festival. My social calendar hasn’t been so full in ages! We’re going to see a cabaret show in the spiegeltent tomorrow, the Nofit State Circus on Friday night and Shakespeare’s Tempest on Saturday. Next week we’re seeing a play about chatroom politics and a play held on the train to Cobh.

5. I have almost outgrown ANOTHER pair of jeans and a good few of my maternity t-shirts. It doesn’t seem to show to anyone else though. This morning I went to the hospital clinic for an appointment and when the receptionist couldn’t find my name on the list she asked me if this was my first visit. Bless her, she couldn’t see my 32-week belly beneath my hoodie!

And lastly, but most certainly not least, Tom and I are celebrating our anniversary tonight by treating ourselves to gourmet vegetarian dinners at Cafe Paradiso. Four years! We survived our leather anniversary and have arrived at the year of flowers and fruit.

Fruiting indeed!

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