8 more to go until my due date; 6 more of work.
Normally I would post a picture of the growing belly to commemerate
reaching 32 weeks, but I realized this morning that reaching 32 weeks
means I have only 8 more to go. And a dozen half-finished baby
projects around the house that I started months ago.
So instead I spent the day working on refinishing furniture. I'm
fairly certain no one wants to see the belly covered in sawdust, wood
stain, and paint.
I've been having many of these realization moments lately. Like when I
realized the reason I'm crossed off the work schedule in 6 weeks is
because I'll be 38 weeks then and the scheduler doesn't want to factor
me into the core staffing in case this belly decides to pop. Or when
several of my pregnant friends and coworkers recently delivered their
babies and I realize they ARE that far along and therefore so am I. Or
when I filled out pre-admission paperwork at the hospital and signed
consents for my daughter and realized we are going to be parents soon.
32 weeks down, 8 more to go.