Progress

That really is the word to sum up the day, on all fronts. Peanut is making progress in the process of getting ready to be born and we are making progress on having a car to bring the baby home in.

We had a doctor’s appointment this morning and the doctor referred to Peanut as “the perfect baby.” Already a mother, my first thought was “sure, for you.” But we’re thrilled with her reasons for this statement: I’m measuring right where they want, Peanut is about 7-7 1/2 pounds, and Peanut and my body are working together to get the labor process started. Before you get too excited, they have no idea when Peanut will come and it could still be 3 weeks, but at least there has been progress.

We also started shopping for a car today and although we didn’t find anything we wanted to buy, we’re feeling more optimistic about the possibility of finding something that works for us. We’ll go back out tomorrow afternoon. In the meantime, we pick up a rental car in the morning (the insurance may be screwing us on the actual car, but at least they cover a rental for a month) and we bought a replacement base for the car seat and installed it in the purple car.

The silver lining of the awful timing of this whole thing is that we’re so busy that we’re distracted from both getting too antsy about Peanut’s arrival and from wallowing too much in sadness or self-pity about the car. I haven’t cried at all today.