The house is in shambles, the nursery is NOT ready, and I am not finished with tasks at work...but I swear, this baby wants OUT! Max is buried deep into my cervix and his head is pressing hard against my bladder, hips and pelvis...making every movement I make ridiculously uncomfortable and painful. I predict and have for a long time an early delivery. If I'm wrong and he waits until (near) my due date, I'll be eating my words. I was never this uncomfortable with Taylor, but with Max, I feel such a strong sense of urgency to get everything DONE asap! I can only guess its because #1, he is a boy and bigger and #2, I am all sorts of stretched out from carrying Taylor so he has descended further, faster.
Every night when Taylor goes to sleep, Jason and I clean the the house and try to repair all the damage that Taylor has done. And then the next day, it all gets destroyed again. LOL! Its a constant vicious cycle that is making my "nesting" period non-existent. Oh the joys of having a toddler! ;)
I've decided that this baby will have to be born in whatever condition the house is in, whether he is early or not. And if his nursery isn't finished, so be it. We have everything we need...his room just won't be exactly how I want it. And as for work...really? I've fully trained my backups. Work will carry on. This chic is super tired and becoming more and more immobile. By the time I get home, laying down is the only thing that gives my body relief. So as much as I can't stand to have the house in shambles, I'll just have to watch it all go down from the couch & bed.
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