Okay, so this is really bad. I am supposed to be taking it easy, getting ready to bring new life into the world and I wake up this morning with the uncontrollable urge to install a new bathroom floor. Off to Lowes and home again with flooring. What am I thinking? Who knows. I think involving myself in major projects right now helps me not to focus on all of the things that could go wrong with this birth...UGH! Why do I do that? I was to the point this afternoon where I was going into a panic attack thinking that the baby might be breech. My midwife had made a brief comment 2 weeks ago that she thought for a second that she felt a bum way down low, but then was settled when she heard his heart beat in a good spot. I am just having trouble feeling where parts are when I lay down and feel around. I can normally feel the baby's head when it is down in my pelvis the last couple of weeks and am not able to feel it right now. My doula said that she thinks the baby's head is actually under my pubic bone. All this to say, I installed a bathroom floor at 38 weeks of pregnancy just to avoid having to think about anything serious. Oh yeah, and to make it even more not serious, Cheyanne helped me every step of the way. Crocheting would have been much too easy. :O)
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