hard

Four to six weeks to go. Four to six. On Thursday that will lessen to three to five. This is hard. I have contractions just about every day now of varying intensities. Yesterday it was blinding. Today I just had to lie down for a while. But I have so much to do, like, teach a class. I was finally released from my calling in nursery, but oddly enough, they are keeping Trevor. He's a major hit with the kids, especially when he reads Dora the Explorer in high-pitched Spanish.

My electronic thesis was disapproved AGAIN for another stupid reason. I would gladly pay someone at this point to get that thing perfect for submission. Why didn't they notice that problem last time? I'm getting seriously annoyed. JUST. TAKE. IT.

My little sister is having a hard time deciding which high school to go to next year. Keep her in your thoughts.

On a last pregnancy note, I'm getting a little tired of being stopped by strangers so they can tell me their birth stories. I'm not kidding. It's happened three times since last Thursday. I know how long their labors were, how their babies were situated, how old they are now, nursing, dialation, where they delivered, about their placenta, and I don't even know them. I appreciate the sympathy, but, dude...don't make me stand in this hot parking lot to hear a story I don't want to while I can feel my feel swelling up.