5 06 am pst

I am going to try to get back to sleep in a bit, but I was uncomfortable and hungry, so I decided breakfast was in order.

I'm feeling that this baby is coming out soon, and I am just hoping I can make it through the day without my water breaking in some embarrassing place.

My mom drove up last night; no amount of protests would dissuade her. And so the madness has begun.

She told me that she wanted to stay with me in two or three days, so she could "help me out." I was almost speechless. I have expended enormous effort to find a local house to rent so that family could be nearby but no one would need to stay with us. I don't want to be entertaining. I don't want to have to shut the door when I go to the bathroom. I don't want to worry about being quiet when I wake up in the middle of the night. I don't want guests in my house when I am this pregnant. I thought she understood, but I guess I was wrong.

Anyway, I'm sure things will work out.

I may try crawling back into bed now. I have to be up in two hours to go babysit for a friend/client who is having an emergency. She told me to just sit around and watch TV with the kids, and though I am normally a stickler about no TV, I just may take her up on the offer. I'm going to pack a lot of food (since I'll get off just in time to drive to my second job) and hope for a fairly painless day. In the afternoon I am supervising 9 6th-graders at a movie, which seems about as low stress as things can get (again acknowledging my fear of wetting my pants in public). I'm thinking of bringing a towel to sit on.

6 07 am pst

I have not done a good job of going back to bed. Curse you Wikipedia!

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