it feels nice to finally be in the homestretch of the end of this pregnancy.
yesterday at work i had the first conversation with one of my counterparts, about how to cover for me while i'm off on leave... i also came to the conclusion that there is one area of my responsibilities that is better left to
no one covering for me (and instead them calling me in a panic if something goes haywire). because even in my post-natal haze, i think it would be better for all. i think everyone agreed.
it's a good feeling to be needed. :)
and next week was supposed to be my last full week IN the office, with the next one being my last official week, but me working from home. but next week is a short week, due to labor day on monday, and a GIANT COMPANY MEETING on thursday.
so i may pop in for 1 or 2 days the following week afterall, depending how i feel. right now i feel fine/great - so i'm assuming that:
a) this kid is not ready to come out, and will be late, and
b) that working in the office for 2 days that week will be fine.
but who knows - every day is a new day when you're 8.5 months pregnant!
i'm just happy next week should go by quickly.
i'm very curious about the GIANT COMPANY MEETING - it's so big it will be held in safeco field (where the mariners play). i suspect there will be a lot of kool-aid. i suspect it will be pretty corporate-ific. i suspect i'll find it strangely hilarious, entertaining and uber-scary all at once...
i used to feel that way about the old apple meetings too. little miss skeptical. i just can't get excited about office enthusiasm - i sit and stare strangely at the Big Man up on the stage and wonder how much of what he's saying is smoke and mirrors. lies to make us feel better - or maybe half-truths. then i have to remind myself "hey! he pays your bills. be nice!" so that i can half-enjoy the show...
i guess the intent is always good - make the employees feel like a family, even if it's a GIANT FAMILY that can't fit in one room. and sometimes you get gifts. gifts are good.
maybe i just miss the old shockwave company meetings where we
could fit in one room... and where i inherently trusted the people in charge - mika & margaret were good people. besides, they knew my name & face. that goes a long way. small companies are nice.
but i'm on a tangent. 18 days.
18 days left until i start the new countdown (being: "how many extra days will this baby hang-out inside my uterus until my doctor induces me? please god don't be 14").
i was thinking it would be cool to go into labor on labor day -- seems appropriate and fitting, given the name of the day. but that's kinda early (as in like 2 days from now), so maybe not...
i was also thinking it would be cool to have the baby next wednesday, so its birthday could be 09.09.09. but, we are supposed to have a new couch & another piece of furniture both delivered to our house that day -- so conor wasn't keen on the idea (he doesn't want to reschedule the deliveries).
so - if it's not gonna be this week, then we need to wait until the following week. i don't want it to be born on the same day as its dad (sept 12). i'm a big believer that everyone in a family should have distinct birthdays, all their own.
sharing birthdays is sucky and lame.
(btw, conor turns the big 3-0 next saturday! fun!)
of course, its all speculation anyways. i'll just keep staring at this giant belly every day, and all the cantelope-sized parts that are moving around in it, and wait.
i've been waiting 9 months already - whats another couple weeks of poor sleep, swollen feet, incessant urination, acid reflux, and wearing clothing that no longer fits?