Day 1382: Twenty-eight Weeks and Counting
Check-in:
Spirituality! Had its ups and downs. My schedule was wonky in places and I didn't have the time or energy to put into it what I ought. I need to do better about prioritizing. But I didn't give up, and that's what counts. I do find spiritual practice very peaceful, and I am grateful. I should get back into meditation, but that hasn't happened yet.
Fitness! Continues to...not happen. Didn't go to dance class last week because my hips continue to give me lots of trouble. Lots and lots of trouble. Also now that I have reached my third trimester apparently I am retaining water, so my hips hurt more, I continue to bruise easily, and my carpal tunnel is flaring up. Yay.
Tidiness! Continues to go better. Cody continues to do random clean-up things, and I continue to do my best to maintain things, so that helps a lot. He is helping more and more - vacuuming, shuffling laundry, that kind of thing, and I am super grateful, because I am slower than ever.
The Good:
We met with the realtor, got a realistic estimate on the value of the house and how much work we do (and don't) have to put into it to get it sold. We have some more firm plans on the big move to New York. (Still haven't bought plane tickets, though.) Cody got a date to defend his dissertation! So we've invited people and I've made plans to have some treats there for the presentation portion.
I finalized plans to hang out with a friend and go to a concert, so I'm pretty excited for that, and also I got some really good studying done while I was at work. That was pretty handy, no lies, though I'm still not sure when I'll actually be able to take the exam...
Cody and I had super fun out with friends! On Saturday night we went to hang out at his brother's place. My brother-in-law and my law school BFF came along, and we had tacos and watched the fights. The title fights were not especially impressive, but there were some really good performances on the prelims and undercard and stuff, so we had a pretty good time.
Also on Sunday we went to dinner with one of Cody's old friends from Idaho and her family. They have a super cute toddler boy, and she is due for her second boy officially one day before our girl is due, so we talked about being middle-of-the-night text buddies when we have to be awake to feed our kids. They had a lot of great practical parenting advice, and also her sister had twin girls last summer, so we got a bunch of baby girl supplies, which is super awesome.
I managed to write a pretty decent amount of words, and I am pretty pleased about that, no lies.
The Bad:
Four trials in five days. No fun. It was tiring. And stressful. One of the parental defenders is getting on all of our nerves, doing shady stuff, and basically just being annoying. He filed a motion at 11:58PM on Friday and said it was "timely" which it was, just barely, but still. Of course, every motion is supposed to have a memo in support of the motion. He didn't write the memo, just asked for more time to write a memo. His excuse for not getting the memo done? He's "really busy".
As if the rest of us aren't also super busy.
"I don't have help," he says.
We don't have help for our own legal writing either, bro. Weak argument. And also his motion was a stupid one on a fairly well-settled point of law. But the case he filed the motion on has been an endless series of stupid shenanigans (I'm still sore about that Christmas party I missed and the stupid briefing we did on a position that he has never consistently held), so I'm sort of resigned to it at this point. I have light at the end of the tunnel.
One of my coworkers came to sit down and vent with me. "Do you get tired of the bullshit we deal with on a daily basis?"
I'm surprised she thinks I handle it well. But we had a good chat. And talked about how people who don't do this job just...don't really get the reality of it. I did my best to reassure her that she's not alone and also she's doing a good job.
I took my glucose test last week to see if I have gestational diabetes, and I failed, so I have to take a longer test this week, which I'm not excited for. But that will be three hours to get some work done, I'm thinking. Mostly on that stupid legal memo I don't want to have to write.
Cody was silly and left a bottle of melatonin on the counter last night while we went to dinner with his parents (which was actually nice) and Dingo ate it and had nasty diarrhea and was sick all last night, so Cody slept on the floor with him and I kept waking up to make sure he was still breathing.
(If this is what we're like when our dog is sick, we will be basket cases the first time our daughter is sick.)
Pretty sure Cody will never leave bottles of any kind on the counter again, though.
Here's to surviving another week! Cody has to review basic chem like mad for his dissertation defense, so he's still very stressed out. But we can make this work. We've got this.
I think.