We finally got to the house and found that it was in pristine condition. The people that lived there left everything as neat and clean as could be. The house still has that 80's feel to it, though. All of the trim and doors are made of this fake wood stuff. Add to that, the ultra-cheesy sliding closet doors (made from the same fake wood). I HATE sliding closet doors. I'm not really sure why. Even the walk-in closet in the master bedroom has a sliding door. Just dumb. We (and by we, I mean huzbend) are definitely going to have to do something about those closets. I guess I should be happy that there is no wood paneling.
We measured for the fridge. I really want a side-by-side with water in the door, but huzbend has his eye on a french door fridge. Those are the ones with the two fridge doors that open at eye level and the freezer is in a drawer on the bottom. Problem is that those don't have the water dispenser. I really like having the water dispenser. You get cold filtered water any time you want. It's like having THE poland spring in your kitchen.
Today, I stopped back at the house to move some stuff in. Most of the stuff was baby stuff, but my plants made the trip too. I hope they aren't too lonely tonight. It was nice to see it during a nice, sunny day. The neighborhood mommies and their children were out in force; running around, riding bikes, playing tag and the like. The guy next door was mowing his lawn. Welcome to Suburbia! This is definitely the place to raise some kiddies. Our backyard is absolutely gorgeous. I have NO IDEA how we are going to keep all the plants alive. The grass feels like a carpet. It was nice to be in the house today. I can't wait to get our furniture and start making it a home.
We get kicked out of temp. housing on Monday. I've got the cable/internet people coming on Thursday of next week. That was the earliest they could come. That sucks. What the hell am I gonna do that whole week? Ugh. Talk about cut off from the world. The cleaning people are coming Thursday too. Right now, Thursday looks like one of the highlights of next week. We should get a call from the movers next week. They are supposed to have our stuff to us by next Friday at the latest. Hurry up, dammit!
When I called the cable/internet people today to set up that appointment, I talked to a guy named Jim. I have this theory that if you are nice to people they, in turn, will do their best to be nice to you. This helps when your looking to get a deal. Sometimes, it leads to much more. Here is what I learned about Jim:
- he's a diabled veteran who is against war in all of its forms
- he has a girlfriend named Jodie
- she has worked for the "Evil Empire" since 1984
- she's some kind of VP in charge of Asian markets
- she used to travel to India a lot
- he had a friend that moved to Vermont about 6-7 years ago
- he has 5 grandchildren
- one of them is old enough to drive a car
- he lives on a farm and sells eggs to people
Babies heart rate is 164bpm. My blood pressure is perfectly fine. Baby is head down and ready to go. The doc mentioned that she thought that she was a little on the small side. She is still within normal range, but on the low side of that range. Doc is going to keep an eye on baby to see if she grows in the next week. If not, we may schedule an ultrasound to be sure that she looks good and to make sure there is enough fluid left in there to sustain her. I didn't like that news very much. I guess you've all been right when you kept telling me that I wasn't so big.
I also learned that my cervix is 50% effaced and that I am 1cm. dilated. The doc says that doesn't mean much. Most first timers can walk around that way for weeks before delivering, but as a precaution we should pack a hospital bag. Okay. While she was explaining this, she then says "Oh, there's the head. She's pretty far down there". What?!??!!? The head?!?!?!? She was, like, touching it or something. Um. Wow. That kinda brought things into perspective. The baby is on her way. She's coming and there's nothing I can do about it. I'm going to be a mom. We are going to be parents. We are going to be a family.
We have birthing class tomorrow.
