So here I am at home on my second week of maternity leave. I have not gotten done anything I assumed I would. I thought I would knock out the Christmas shopping in three days, walk my dogs, clean my house, bake cookies, create masterpiece meals and still have time to run the bleachers at the high school to encourage this 27 lb baby to COME OUT. However, I have done none of the above. The only thing I have done is set my internal clock to Maury. I did put together the stroller and baby car seat, but am thoroughly confused on how to actually put the car seat in the car. This leads me to believe that I am a bad mom and that more than likely this baby will someday be running his own drug cartel.
At my doctor's appointment last week I was told that there was NO progression and that basically, I should plan on being pregnant until sometime next June. I have another doctor's appointment today, but am really not expecting much more. Wilbur wants to get his full set of teeth and learn to walk before he finally comes out. That's all for now...
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