And here I sit - all bloaty and not labor-y. Sigh.
So to take my mind off not being able to will myself into labor, here is a small list of things I CAN do:
-Understand enough Greek to know when a dirty joke is being told or someone is talking about me.
-Work logic puzzles quickly and correctly
-Score better than my husband in a game requiring me to list off the names of the presidents in under 8 minutes. (I don't get them all, but I do better than average)
-Assist friends with arcane etiquette rules regarding invitation wording
-Point out the scansion errors in Bean's poetry-based bedtime stories. (An English degree is good for SOMETHING)
-Make a mean hospital corner when making a bed
-Manage to operate the overly complicated Media Center television in the Master Bedroom
-Watch the same episode of Handy Manny repeatedly without putting an axe in someone's head, including my own
-Be a tolerably decent pregnant woman and not make my husband fetch me peanut butter and tacos at three a.m.
-Make lists to distract myself
Doctor says: 4 centimeters, 80% effaced, -2 station.
Come on, son, quit dilly dallying.
Posted by: Jen Rodis at February 21, 2008 5:25 PMJen:
We are on our way to San Fran for 4 days. We can't offer to support you physically the 23rd-26th, but do let us know if we can do anything after that!
Posted by: Brian at February 22, 2008 7:35 PMOooh, can Atsuko go to a Daiso store and get Bento things? I'll pay her back for whatever fun things she finds!
Posted by: Jen Rodis at February 22, 2008 9:03 PM