Counting Down

It's amusing to see people's reactions when I tell them when I'm due. Last Saturday, at my friend's wedding, everyone who asked and got the response, "two weeks" acted surprised that I'm still out and about. Tonight, I stopped by a professional peers' gathering at a local bar & grill and when I told people that my due date is in 10 days, one person asked if anyone knew CPR - in case I go into labor right then and there and he passes out. Well, I guess I'm not as concerned as other people because I'm anticipating this one to be late too, like Scarlett was, or so my OB told me. But, I finally dug up my pamphlets this afternoon on labor and delivery from classes we took during the first pregnancy to refresh my mind and mentally prepare for what to expect.

As I start preparing for the inevitable, I've also ramped up Scarlett's time in daycare from part-time to full-time. She started going 5-days a week this week and it felt strange to me. I feel somewhat guilty that I'm not spending time with her since I'm used to spending my Thursdays and Fridays with her. Especially with the second one coming in about 2 weeks, I want to spend as much time with her as I can. Yet, my mommy friends advised me that having her full-time in daycare allows me to relax and get some rest while I still can. I seem to always have trouble with that -I can't seem to allow myself to relax when I can find something (work/chore/errands) to fill my time. And if I do, I feel guilty for doing it. So I will hang out with Scarlett tomorrow instead of dropping her off at daycare. She has gotten into the habit of asking me or my husband, "what are we doing/where are we going after my nap" (which usually means what are we doing tomorrow). She's gotten used to going to storytime at the library on Thursdays, going to cooking class on Fridays, and going to soccer class on Saturday mornings for the last 2 months. Storytime sessions has ended a few weeks ago and all her classes are over. I didn't sign her up for any more classes in preparation for the birth of the second one. So tonight, when she hollered for me to go to her room since she couldn't fall asleep, she asked me "where are we going after my nap? Cooking class? Storytime?" I felt sad telling her that both are over now and there's no more activities planned for her. It was nice to have those mommy-and-me events on a regular basis. So I will spend my day with her tomorrow and try to get all the mother-daughter time I can get.