That means that we’ve all signed the papers, and now wait for the inspection on Friday. This is good. We’ve already had an inspection, and theoretically, the buyers have reviewed it, so there shouldn’t be any surprises.

We just came back from my doctor appt. The baby is nowhere near my bladder or cervix, he’s laying sideways, nestled in my stomach, liver, and ribs.

I knew this already, except for the sideways part. My next appt in 2 weeks is when they start doing the internal exams. Then the appointments come weekly. Are we there already?

Lovely.

You are all angels for bearing with my complaining for the last 7 months. I’ve been a total drag.

Yesterday the girls and I went to the new house to measure the pond, and check out the mechanics of it so I can start to learn about pond keeping, and what I need to do to get it ready for the spring and summer. According to the measurements, it looks like we have about a 600 gallon pond. I’m guessing the filter will have to be replaced, and it will definitely need to be vacuumed out. Lots of tree debris.

The girls had a good time on the deck while I measured and investigated.

(In fact, we were there for 45 minutes, and they still protested when it came time to leave).

This is going to be fun. Aside from the fact that I’m fish obsessed, and have always wanted a pond, this gives me something to do/think about now that I’m mostly finished packing, and we’re just waiting around for the long process of closing and waiting.

I don’t feel well enough to knit. Sounds silly, but when I knit, I just think about how uncomfortable it is having a kid in my stomach.

If I eat, it hurts. If I don’t eat, I throw up. And the pain from eating varies. Sometimes it’s an extremely sour stomach. Sometimes, it’s just general pain. Sometimes, it’s instant, hideous heartburn.

This kid needs to drop into my pelvis, which he’s nowhere near right now.