This is most likely my last post prior to entering motherhood (no offense, dedicated readers...but I am not planning to enter the delivery room with laptop in hand). Considering that I am currently sitting in a Miles City hotel room burning time by working on budgets and arranging last minute meeting details for my producers...I still worry that my mental health is officially slipping. In an extreme irony in my work world - the theme chosen this past year for the October seminar series is "Nurturing Success in Farrowing," covering gestation, induction and lactation in swine. More than a few livestock producers in Montana are amused at the situation, but (to be totally honest) I've had fun too....treating everyone to a very tasteful but largely pink mailing with the schedule and speaker listings.
If you are following the comments section below in the Blackmail Pics entry, you will find Soon-to-be -Auntie Mandy stepping in for us to fill in the details. Here is a link to the website that will feature Mini-Miller's mug once she has entered the world. Eric will do his best to keep up the occasional news and post, but otherwise, look to Mandy and several folks in Jordan for updates in the comments section of this post!!
I seriously think that I've walked more in the past 3 days than in the past months combined! It's certainly good that we have a Super Walmart down here and staff that is getting used to the Pregnant Lady Walking mini-series. Not much for steady contractions yet - they come in streaks and I have yet to tie them to any one trigger (was really, really hoping it was all of the Mud Pie ice cream yesterday...)
Good luck Dear! Many prayers coming your way for a safe labor and delivery!
ReplyDeleteI say keep trying the mud pie ice cream. You're about to burn a gazillion calories anyway. ;o)
ReplyDeleteOoh...be careful with the ice cream. You might regret it when you are throwing up in labor. I was starving & Dori refused to feed me a cookie. I wanted to kill her (you have really strong emotions in labor). But, later, as I was throwing up all the diet coke I drank, I thanked her for her wisdom.
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