Daycare woes and my first contraction!

Yes, I admit it. I've been too lazy to write. And tired. I swear this pregnancy makes me want to only eat and sleep. These last few weeks kind of remind me of those first couple of months where all I wanted to do was sleep. Of course, I'm a lot bigger now. And I didn't realize how miserable the heat was until yesterday. I mean, walking from the parking garage to my desk at work seemed like hell, but yesterday Robert and I ran some more errands (I skipped work) and being out in the sun was horrible! Again, we weren't out there for great stretches of time, but just walking to and from your car is enough. The whole feet swelling thing takes on a new meaning in this heat. My feet were disgusting yesterday and are only just recovering today. And then I made the mistake of walking through Foley's today and passing by the shoes. Everything seems to be on a sale, and I can't buy a single shoe.

Anyway, I had another doctor's appointment on Wednesday. I've lost track of how many I've had. But the doc says everything is still fine. My BP was fine, I gained one pound (will I lose any weight? I keep hoping I'll lose a pound or two in these last few weeks, but I guess at the rate I'm eating that's impossible), baby's heart rate was 150 bpm. I have not dilated at all. Doc said "sorry, baby's not coming today." I figured as much. I have another appointment this Wednesday.

Yesterday I'm pretty sure I had a contraction! It felt like this intense menstrual cramp, and it lasted a few minutes. It was a single one. Robert and I were at the car dealership waiting for our car (we took it in so they could diagnose the stupid 'check engine' light), and I felt it. I told Robert, and he got really excited and kind of freaked out a little bit. Now he won't stop saying, "you need to pack a bag for the hospital", which I already know. Again, just too lazy to do it. He, by the way, went to the System of a Down/Mars Volta concert tonight with a friend. I opted out of it because one, I don't really like System of a Down and two, the music would have been way too loud for baby.

I'm happy we took the car in because they gave us a new stereo. Well, our CD changer has been broken for months, and we just never bothered to get it fixed because we figured the car warranty wouldn't cover it, but apparently it did. They diagnosed the problem to be a messed-up spark plug wire, but Robert opted to fix it himself rather than getting charged up the ass for it. So he went and fixed it today, but the light (check engine) is still coming on. What the hell?

So I still haven't cleaned the house!!! What is wrong with me? We went to Ikea yesterday to buy this chest of drawers because we have no drawer space and I think that's why our clothes keep ending up in piles all over the floor. I was really upset that the Houston store didn't carry it! I mean, at 40 bucks, I was willing to buy two! We really need drawer space. But we didn't get it because they didn't have it and so we still have clothes all over the place. On the floor, overflowing the hallway in the laundry baskets, hanging on the ironing board, on the chair in the bedroom. It's a mess. We did buy a this cheap desk from Target yesterday though for $40, which I was very happy about. We currently have our computer monitor sitting on a file cabinet with our keyboard on a TV tray. Yes, it's this ghetto setup and I'm not very happy about it, but we didn't have a desk. At our old apartment we had a bunch of cinderblocks set up with a large cut piece of plywood, which looked pretty cool and worked well as a desk, but we didn't set it back up once we moved into the house. So I'm happy we got this new desk. Now all we have to do is set it up.

We looked at four more daycare centers yesterday. Some of them I really liked, but oh my God, they are so expensive. There was one which, also a Montessori school, was $210/week! I almost fell over. We looked at some others too that I really liked, but I may have to see about working one day a week from home or half day or something just to afford the part-time daycare price (the three days a week option). We'll see, we still haven't looked at any home based daycares. I had one all set up to go look at yesterday in the morning, but then the lady called me and said she had a family emergency come up and if we could do it another time because she was calling all the parents to come get their kids. This whole process is turning out to be pretty crazy. All together we've looked at 10 daycare centers. Am I overdoing it? I just want to feel comfortable where I'm leaving my baby. Can anyone offer any advice on this daycare thing?

Well, here I am alone at the house. Alone at the very dirty house. I would love to be inspired to clean, but Ray is on HBO tonight and I haven't seen it yet, so I doubt I'll be doing any cleaning or any baby laundry or any of my laundry tonight. I really need to get my act together. I don't think I could deal with having to bring my baby home to this mess, and yet I can't bring myself to do something about it. What is wrong with me? I feel so guilty.