34 Weeks is here. I’m glad kiddo has yet to be evicted from her current lease – this week’s regular doctor appointment went fine. Her heart rate looked good and she was active. We sat and talked for a while about the plan from here, which can be summed up by “hurry up and wait.” Theoretically, later this week I’ll get a weight estimate from the High Risk doctor and possibly a plan for when this tiny person will be relocated from internal to external. I feel like at this point “no news is good news,” so we just wait.

I had my office baby shower last week – cookie cake, pizza, sugar cookies (yum!) and a lot of gifts and laughs. We had fun and it was just the right amount of party – not too much of sitting around staring at each other uncomfortably. The “write a note for Morgen to read while she’s changing diapers at 2 am” game went pretty well. I laughed seeing my manager grabbing more and more to write notes on – he thought it was hilarious. I did later find a few work related notes “have you done your balance sheet reconciliations?” on a few and laughed. Only one person got confused and thought I was having a boy (NBD, Lilian) but she had gotten gender-neutral baby wipes, so it was just the card and wrapping paper that seemed a little out of place. I felt very lucky, as usual, to have so many people excited for me about this big adventure.

My good friend Jennifer made this sign for tiny kiddo to hang on her door – who said accountants aren’t allowed to also be creative?

Size comparison for week 34 is here:

If you don’t know what a Quokka is, you should stop what you’re doing right this second and ask the internet about them. I recently found out about them and deemed them my spirit animal, so when this little Quokka showed up this morning on my app, I was VERY excited.

In other news, Kiddo’s room is 90% ready. Between all the gifts and hand me downs, I’m entirely prepared in the world of “stuff” – and I got all nesty this weekend doing laundry and putting things away. Of course, I also decided, huffing and puffing angrily, that putting a bed into the corner of her room was a bad idea and lost all patience as well as control in the middle of the day Sunday and shuffled her furniture around. Needless to say, the bed has clean sheets and is much easier to get to now. I expect I’ll be sleeping in her room for the first while since everything is in there anyway. I’m sure the cats will be sad not to be able to sleep on my face, but for the most part, they’re already adjusting to not always being in the room with me overnight anyway.

I got a hand with car seat installation yesterday during lunch at the Health Department, which was nice. I had watched some videos prior and kept thinking “these people are climbing all the way INTO their cars and using their feet to shove this thing into the seat – I’m 8 months pregnant with a Civic…. I think I need assistance.” Luckily, the chick was very helpful and I think I can probably show my mom how to install hers this weekend.  I will say, though, driving around with a car seat in the middle of my back seat makes me feel like an impostor – I DON’T EVEN HAVE A BABY TO PUT IN IT. But, I also didn’t want to wait until the day we ended up at the hospital thinking “oh, I really should’ve done this sooner…”

Also, I put together some of the put-your-baby-down-in-this-contraption baby accessories I’ve gotten (rock n’ play, lounge chair, etc) over the past few weekends and LET ME TELL YOU WHAT. I’m glad I did these before there was a screaming baby to deal with. I know I haven’t worked out in a while, but damn. Finding the balance between “attach leg” and “push metal so hard you may bend it forever” is very interesting. I want these things secure, but I was ready to have to go buy replacement items as needed in case my “use some force” went too far.

I’ve started to be aware of the silence in my house currently and know that won’t last much longer. Which is actually just fine – anyone who knows me is aware that doing nothing in silence is not my strong suit. My good friend Phoebe said once to me, “you know, it changes your life entirely to have a baby, but we were kind of bored with what we had going on anyway, so that was fine. We were ready for a new adventure.” And as much as I know I can never be READY, I feel like, you know, I’m ready for a new adventure.