I like the word whinging better than whining. I don't know if there is really a difference. But I will freely admit doing both. This post will have very little to do with knitting, and I apologize for that. I'll get back onto knitting topics soon.
First and foremost, I'm annoyed with my manicure and pedicure. The pedicure smudged overnight, in spite of having had over 5 hours to dry between the time I got home and the time I went to bed. That annoyed me a LOT. I don't have any more pedicure coupons, so I'll have to find a friend to help me paint my toes some time in September. Or I might just spring for a full price pedi. :P Call me vain, but I want pretty toes when everyone is standing by my lower half staring into my nether regions. Also, the shellac coating on my manicure? Complete waste of money. Started chipping on Saturday. 3 weeks? Very funny! 3 days, maybe. Didn't last any longer than a normal manicure. Won't be doing that again.
It is general knowledge that the latter weeks of pregnancy are awkward and uncomfortable. But no one really can put that into words. Still, I'll try. You know how you feel when you overstretch a muscle in the wrong direction? When the muscle could possible still go, but you run out of skin to let it stretch further? That's kind of how my stomach feels when Mouselette pushes her feet hard against my stomach. And you know how you feel when someone sneaks up behind you and pokes you in the ribs? That's definitely how it feels when Mouselette kicks me in the ribs. Which she does often. Especially when I am lying down. It has caused me to jump on more that one occasion. Sometimes, when she runs her foot along the side of my ribs, it tickles. I'm extremely ticklish, and since she is most active around 1am-3am, I will admit to having woken up giggling from her ticklish antics.
Ps, that picture to the left? That's Mouselette! I looked and saw that I hadn't posted it yet. This was taken several weeks ago. It was the best money I've ever spent! The opportunity to see her tiny face and perfect features was utterly priceless. She looks like her daddy! Of course, she can't help looking like her daddy. I knew back in May that she would. Her side profile was just H all over. And that was in a black and white generic 2D scan. But the lips? I'm proud to say, that is my mouth! Which may or may not be a good thing, since while I have a very pretty mouth, it is known to spout off without thinking on many an occasion. ;)
Tomorrow marks 8 months. Tomorrow I will have precisely one month remaining...possibly less. Maybe more. More likely less than more. I know it's wrong to expect this, since it sets up for potential disappointment, but I fully expect her to make an early debut. My money is sometime between September 14-20. I actually have appointments with the midwife on the 13th and 20th. I have all my appointments booked between now and Mouselette's official due date at the full 40 weeks. But since neither H nor I made it all the way to 40 weeks, I really expect Mouselette to follow suit.
H and I are physically ready for her. We have the essentials. We have a crib and change table (though not a mattress). We have a bassinet and gliding rocking chair. We have clothes. We have at least some diapers (both cloth and disposable), and plenty of wipes. My hospital bag is packed and ready to go.
What I don't have yet is this:
I need to knit this hat. It's the most adorable thing I've ever seen!!!
So in spite of having X million projects to complete and being quite over my head in deadlines and obligations, I think I'll go stash diving tomorrow to see if I can dig up the necessary wool to knit this...or something like it. I don't really have the pattern, but I'm fairly certain I can wing it. ;)