Looking forward to a quiet weekend.

I'll be honest. I'm exhausted. I would love to be able to just go to sleep, but Turtle is kicking up a storm in there, so I might as well update the blog while he's active.

We had houseguests from Friday through Wednesday, I haven't been sleeping and I went out for a girl's dinner at Cheesecake Factory tonight. I really hope I can sleep in a bit tomorrow, and get some napping in. CF was fun. What's better than 14 friends, 3 excellent little babies and lots of good food?

Last night was a bit stressful. I started having some BH contractions, and I'm realizing that Turtle could be coming any day now. Wow. It really seems like yesterday that I was laying on the bathroom floor, nauseous and miserable. We have a few more things to pick up for my hospital bag, I confirmed our pediatrician today and DH wants me to give him a list of the foods and drinks I think I might want for early labor (our instructor said that he, as labor coach, will be responsible for keeping me fed and watered, and he takes that task quite seriously).

He also asked me this morning if I am scared. Hmmm. You know, I'm not scared of labor. I'm scared of not knowing when it's going to start and I'm terrified of a potential episiotomy (silly, I know). Other than that, I'm anxious. I want to see our baby and make sure everything is ok. We opted out of the quad screen thinking that any unusual results would leave us in trauma through the rest of the pregnancy, but now I'm terrified that something might be wrong. Just my hyperactive imagination at work, I'm sure.

We're going to hang close to home this weekend. He wants to go pick up the stroller and some other "necessary" items, and then I think we're going to look at garage door openers. Hurrah for Home Depot. All I'll need is to get a soft-serve ice cream sundae, and it will be a perfect weekend. :)