Scattered thoughts

I am in the final stretch of pregnancy, and I have a confession to make.  Feeling huge and uncomfortable and tired all the time makes me super grumpy.  So in order to not be a completely horrible mother, I am going to do a tiny bit of ranting and then play the glad game.

1.  Clearly my new child will not be named Bronco.  BYU did NOT beat Utah.  In fact, they didn't even really show up at the game.  They seemed to have been replaced by a pee wee team.  The good news is that they found their way back to the field against CFU.  They may even show up tomorrow against Utah State (fingers crossed).  But I'm still not naming my kid after one of them, even Bronco Mendenhall, who I think is an awesome coach.  It's just not the season to do it.

2.  You can spend a boatload of money on super fast internet, Netflix streaming (don't get me started on Netflix, though), a fancy modem, and a computer that works really well, but if your wireless router is a piece of crap, you have just flushed all the money you spent down the toilet.  And, after sitting through reload after reload while trying to stream Netflix and not having working internet on my computer half the time, I am ready to spend whatever it takes to get things working.

3.  On that same note, I'm pretty sure all the technology in our house is plotting against me.  It's like everything electrical has decided to make it impossible for me to just be a bum for the last few days before this baby pops out.  All the Wii remotes' batteries died at the same time, which seemed so unlikely that I blamed it on the Wii going on the fritz and spent 2 days not streaming from it.  The DVR remote has decided to give me a 10 second delay after pushing buttons.  This test of patience is not fair to someone that just wants to find out who got the boot from ANTM before going to bed.  The Blu-ray player decided that the delay was hilarious and took a full minute to get to the Toy Story 3 menu after selecting the English option while my 3-year-old kept yelling, "WHERE IS TOY STORY???"  The laptop seems to be doing fine, but the website for the elementary school that lists their phone number won't load, no matter how many ways I try to type it in.  I just need to be able to call the school when the baby comes so Jacob knows who's picking him up from school.  At least my new phone is working, knock on wood.

Now for the glad game:
1.  4 days until my induction.  So far so good.  There is the chance that I will make it to the hospital, get painkillers (yay!), and have a much calmer experience having this baby.  I am thrilled.

2.  This weekend is General Conference.  I love Conference weekend for so many reasons:  1. the chance to sit and listen to the Prophet and other fantastic church leaders, 2. the chance to stay in my PJs all weekend, 3. a weekend off from church callings, which for me means a Sunday where I'm not hashing through the hymns painfully while the Relief Society tries very hard to smile politely and figure out what the real melody should be, 4.  This time, it means guilt-free couch lounging all weekend before bringing home a baby.  And really, it's nice to be spiritually fed without having to wear a dress.  There's nothing bad about conference weekend.

3.  Psych is coming back on soon.  Hooray for Shawn and Gus!

4.  There's a new episode of Vampire Diaries tonight.  How can anything be too rough when you have that to look forward to?  Thursday nights really are the best.  Fingers crossed that technology won't mess this one up!

Okay.  I'm feeling a lot calmer and less prone to cussing now.  Thanks for bearing with me while I get it all out.

How to pass the time

I am reaching the point where I'm counting down to the day this baby comes out.  And when you start counting down, things slow WAY down.  It's the worst kind of torture.  And it's hard to count down to something that could happen tomorrow or in 3 weeks.  It was in this frame of mind that I clicked on my wish list on Amazon and rashly ordered the first 2 seasons of Vampire Diaries on DVD.  It wasn't really that rash.  I had just read an article about how just about everything on my instant streaming queue was going to disappear in February.  Also, I was getting excited about the season premiere that's happening Thursday.  The point is, now I have 2 seasons of excellent vampire fun to watch to pass the slow days until I have this baby.  It's one of the many ways I am trying to pass the time until the blessed event.  Here are some other things I'm doing to make the days seem shorter:

--watching a whole lot of food network and thinking about how awesome it would be if I made dishes like that for my family, then making mac'n'cheese.
--planning baby announcements and thinking about the places I need to go to get supplies.
--reading all those books on my shelves I've wondered about.
--building stuff with Legos, and then having my toddler tell me that is NOT a good spaceship.
--getting on facebook 500 times a day to see what thoughts are passing through everyone's heads.
--playing Angry Birds Rio on my cell phone.
--doing crossword puzzles on my cell phone.
--counting down to the next BYU football game (please beat Utah this week.  For me.  I will name my child Bronco.)

Things I'm NOT doing to pass the time:
--laundry
--mopping
--cooking (mac'n'cheese, remember?)
--making my bed
--vacuuming
--the dishes
--clipping all those coupons that are sitting, untouched, in my growing pile of Sunday newspapers

Yeah, I'm sitting in a pig sty on my couch, deepening that butt groove while I wait for this baby to come out. Don't get me wrong.  I still get down on the floor and play with my toddler and read books to him and all those other motherly things.  We just don't get far from that couch.  So, how do you pass the time when you're tired and huge?

Eating my words

Target has pulled through for me again.  Why, oh why can't they build one closer to my house?  It would have saved me hours of searching at other, far inferior stores.  Well, maybe not hours, but half an hour at Walmart is the same as 4 hours at a good store.  I gathered my energy and headed straight to Target this morning.  And they had options!  They had newborn sized sleepers, newborn sized outfits, a newborn sized little snuggie thing that looks like it will actually keep the baby warm, and a bunch of other accessories for BOYS.  Yes, baby boys.  Someone remembered that, even if boys don't wear cute things like bows and sparkles, they still need to be clothed.  So a huge shout-out to Target.  Now I have another reason for it to be my happy place.  (They have also retained their maternity department, unlike Shopko and Walmart.)