I am exceedingly grateful for all of the love and affection pouring out from all of my friends and family during this final few weeks of the twin pregnancy ~ let me make that absolutely clear.

I am also extremely tired and generally uninterested in chatting much by phone or email, no matter how interesting the chatter might be at a more normal time of my life. I’m about 150 emails and 40 phone calls behind the game right now and may have to resort to that almost-unheard-of Delete Everything And Start Over tactic (if anyone knows a better desperation shortcut, I would be willing to entertain the concept). I suspect this is probably normal given the amount of strain on the body that this is turning out to be.

So here’s the deal: I will try to at least post SOMETHING every day (it will probably look a lot like “Still pregnant.”) and you, in return, will not worry excessively about me. This doesn’t mean you can’t call me; just don’t freak out if I don’t call you in the time frame you or I would typically consider courteous.

Deal? I love you guys and appreciate the showering of attention. I just cannot return all the phone calls without devoting a significant amount of energy to it and I need all of that energy to get up and pee 36,000 times a day. So I will keep you posted, if not necessarily enthralled, and you will let me off the hook of feeling guilty for not returning each and every (sincerely appreciated!) phone call/email. OK?

Thanks! Let me top it off by letting you know that I’m battling a head cold right now as well…

Ahhhh…warm again. And being cold for days definitely makes you appreciate the warmth when it returns! I’ve stayed out at my mom’s place for a few days while we worked on the heater here. The problem turned out to be an accessory fuel pump that the previous captain and the mechanic had installed. That pump is not actually necessary and what was really going on at that earlier point of repair was that the combustion fan was wearing out. Adding another pump masked the situation a bit, but didn’t really fix it.

We’ve taken the fan apart and yes, the brushes are wearing. We can replace them for now (cheap and probably a 5-10 year fix) or go with a newer brushless fan (slightly more expensive, but a permanent fix). For now, it’s running fine, the extra pump has been removed (along with it’s annoying clicking), and it’s balmy in here again.

I get almost giddy when it warms back up and am just as happy as can be!

Went to the Seattle Boat Show yesterday, both the floating bit on Lake Union and the inside show at Qwest Field. Was actually hoping that I’d go into labor with enough walking, but despite exhausting myself, no such luck.

Any time now is fine for delivery, although the doctor would like to get another two weeks out of me. I’m mentally wrapping myself around one day at a time. By the end of the day, I tend to be just a little cranky, tired, and uncomfortable! We’ll certainly be done within a few weeks anyway and that’s helpful. Our little boy has turned breech again (he flips on an almost daily basis) and I think that we may just do a C section if that’s still the case when it’s time. I’m starting to plan how to manage on the boat post-surgery if needed and the biggest challenge will be clambering into my bunk. Brock may make some stairs for me, so that I won’t have to hoist myself up with my much-abused abs. We’ll figure it out one way or another!