Oh my, my name sure is getting close to the top!!! Yikes!
I'm off to work in the nursery today (have to re organize a few things for the hundredth time) and I need to finish getting stuff together for the hospital.
We took our hospital tour on Saturday and they told us they don't provide any clothes for the baby so I need to pack a TON of stuff because I don't know what size he will be and I want to make sure he is comfy. Now I am second guessing my light packing, everyone told me they give you everything you need while there but I don't want to leave it to chance.
Hope everyone is doing well.
They don't provide those little white t-shirts or anything? That's mildly annoying, cause I know my kids went through a few of those a day, so I can't imagine if I had to use all my own stuff and leave the hospital with a laundry bag. My kids were just in that little white snap up shirt, the hat, and a blanket. They did ask us to leave the shirt when we were discharged, but we were allowed to keep a blanket and the hat.
My day started out so wonderfully by me walking probably 2-3 miles up and down hills by 9am. Now we live in a city so I walk a lot, but come on, not how I wanted to start my day. My daughter's in a camp at the zoo this week and we only live a few blocks from the zoo so I figured I'd walk her there (my husband was home till 11am so he drove my son to his camp). So it's like a 3 block walk down a steep hill to the zoo entrance, then uphill all the way to the front entrance of the zoo where the classes are held. Fine, I left early so we could walk at a normal pace. Then we get there and surprise, surprise, my daughter's class is being run from a totally different place, a classroom all the way at the bottom of the zoo, right next to the entrance I came in from near my house! So we trek back down there, at a rapid pace now cause we had a total of 8 minutes to get there and it's far (though at least downhill at this point) and then I had to walk back uphill to my house. My initial plan was to go to the Starbucks near the main entrance, where my husband would have picked me up after dropping off our son. But clearly that didn't pan out. I was annoyed that I was given no information that this camp was run out of a different location than all zoo classes (we do many classes there year round), and that there were no signs up at all, since I passed the place on my way in and saw absolutely nothing there, except the signs at the place I thought the class was held. Apparently they have signs up there cause the older kid camps are run out of there, but to not have a sign up for the smaller kid camps is insane. Other parents had to look around for it too, but most of them drove so they didn't go through the insanity that I did, and the 1 other family I know who did walk came from the other direction so at least they didnt go out of their way like me.
Anyway, enough of my rant. Clearly my hormones have me a bit grouchier than normal! Time to pick up kid 1, then feed her something for lunch, get kid 2, and hopefully keep him up till it's time for my ultrasound. I'm hoping he'll fall asleep on the way there and sleep through the appt to make my life easier.
Oh wait, another great event this morning. I'm making my son's lunch and my husband yells out "OMG, there's a mouse in here!!" I first jump and run, only to see it's a hamster. We're watching my daughter's class hamster for a few weeks. Yesterday, my son opened the cage to feed him and apparently did not replace the paper-clip type things on the cage door so he escaped and was running all over the house last night. I have no fear of rodents, but being pregnant I did not want to pick him up and risk getting bitten (he bites a lot), so I havemy husband do it, but he is not a rodent person at all. So the animal crawls into a hole between the cabinets and the backsplash thing on the floor. Excellent. Eventually he comes out, bites my husband who is trying to pick him up (with a paper towel no less as he's such a germophobe), then I capture him in a tupperware while he's shrieking and screaming at us. The next family takes him this week and I cannot wait at this point!