~ House in Ruins
Last night I brushed and rinsed my teeth with Pellegrino sparkling water. No, this was not a fancy, jazzy way in which to go about my daily routine; it was in fact, all that I had on hand. This week marks the beginning of the house makeover, or more precisely the "big kitchen remodel" or "husband's summer project". Every time I turn around there is a dishwasher in the living room, refrigerator in the garage, a couch upside down wrapped in plastic. I honestly wouldn't be surprised at this point if our coffee table is stored on the roof.
Last night I went to bed with, as I mentioned, Pellegrino brushed teeth, sopping wet hair, and none other than my finest birthday suit (to match baby and all). My only explanation is that the fuses were out, the water was turned off, and the A/C was not turned on (by some long explanation from the husband about how it will negatively affect the dust flow or something or other . . .) Note: we are now in the 90's in Denver! Ugh . . . So I'm afraid to say I haven't been the brightest crayon in the box over the past few days (mostly in terms of attitude towards husband). Don't get me wrong, I am happy that this is all being done. It will be fabulous when it's all over (key words here: all over). And my husband has really put a lot of time, effort, and planning into it. I am happy he is involved with something like this over playing video games or something brainless to pass away his off season. However, I didn't imagine I'd be spending the last few weeks of my pregnancy living in the basement a la cavewoman and spending my last few childless days in the company of the mover, plumber, electrician, and HVAC man.
I spent the majority of the past week at a physical therapy spinal manipulation course in Denver. Although it was a lot of work at this point in my pregnancy, I really enjoyed the course and am really glad I took it. Moreover, the baby bump was a perfect use of a stabilization pillow when working these techniques on the other therapists. Guess I'll have to manage once it's gone.
Not much new on the baby front. We haven't seen our doctor for the past week due to my PT course so we'll see her again this week. At this point, it is really just a waiting game. I just can't believe I'm this close to the end. I guess I always thought I'd feel larger and/or more put out at this point in my pregnancy. I am feeling great. This morning I took my Golden Retriever, Heidi, on a hike in Boulder. I am just making sure that I stay hydrated and take things slow.
All I can say is that I hope I still have a head of hair after this week has gone by (as opposed to pulling it all out due to stress over the construction situation). I was really sad to see my favorite couch all wrapped up and stored away in the garage this morning. I was beginning to make a pregnant lady butt bump in my favorite laying spot. Guess I'll have to find a way to manage for the time being . . .