Four Months to Go!

I realized yesterday that our baby's due date is in four months. That seems like a tremendously long time and short time all at once. Each day seems long and each night seems longer as I try to sleep (my restless legs only seem to be getting worse despite my knee pillow), but I'm sure once we start having football games to go to, showers, baby classes, and more doctor appointments time will fly.

I'm contemplating signing up to substitute teach. I'd only be able to do it for a few months, but it would give me something to do to make the days pass more quickly. I'd sign up to substitute for high school math so I wouldn't get called every day. However, I'd have to get a TB test and I've read both that risks are unknown to babies and that it's perfectly safe during pregnancy. I guess I could call my OB to see what she says. I'm just not in a rush. If I teach, then I'll have to have a professional maternity wardrobe. I've rather enjoyed not having to worry if I show a little cleavage or my pants look like pyjamas. Plus, I don't know my way around the schools I'd substitute in so that would be slightly stressful. I'll think about it and decide within the next couple of weeks. I'd really rather tutor students, but I'd have to get some kids lined up for that. Do I sound lazy?

Jon's schedule for September sounds like it's going to be wonderful. He's on call on September 1st and that's it. We should be able to go to the September football games and I'll get to see him a lot more. Maybe my cell phone bill won't be quite so scary if I'm not so lonely. I went over by many minutes last month and it has us considering changing our minutes plan.

Last night Jon called and had an emergency favor to ask me. One of his co-residents that is new to the area and single had a dog that escaped and needed to be picked up from the pound. That was a fun adventure. His name is Newton (how cute with Euclid) and he's a beautiful, well-behaved golden retriever that has a very similar temperament and size to The Buddy. They had an exciting time playing in the backyard together. It made me feel more worthwhile to help out with Newton. I realized just how difficult things would be for Jon if he didn't have someone at home he could depend on. Jon isn't home very much so it would be hard to maintain the house, clean clothes, get groceries, get errands done, etc. without me.

My mom and other family members at times have relentlessly been trying to figure out our baby's name. She was convinced it was Gloria because I had gotten tired of responding to every name she suggested and she took my silence as a correct guess. Kind of funny since we had said that it's a name she may not have heard of...I think most people could think of a song or two with Gloria in it so there's no chance that the name is Gloria. Jon and I are going to keep the name a secret even if it comes to out and out lying to people. Considering people know the day we conceived, how many eggs were retrieved, what day we found out I was pregnant, my emotions throughout, and that our baby is a girl, I don't think that it's too much to keep ONE secret. Trust me, you'll love the name and if you don't, then too bad. LOL