So the kids and I worked on building dams in their dad’s backyard pond today. Then releasing them and following the water down the ditch.
Had a minor freakout moment earlier today when I realized that this pregnancy will be over one way or another by next Thurs, as we have a C-section scheduled then (38 weeks). Suddenly occurred to me that “hey, this is probably going to hurt a bit.” Ah well, I guess we all knew that, didn’t we?
Now I’m choking down a hot & spicy pickled sausage in the hopes that we can get this show on the road. No, I would never buy one for myself. Yes, I have the most helpful friends in the world. They only want the best for me.
Gack. Wish I hadn’t read the ingredient label. But desperate times call for desperate measures…