Normally, during a break between semesters, I take walks around campus. There’s something very serene about the dorms all closed and quiet, devoid of freshmen doing laundry and carousing on the back steps with their cigarettes. I liked to walk to the Union and sometimes get a bagel or coffee. Some of the terrain is uphill and I’d get a good little workout. However, the summer is in full force right now and I just don’t think I even want to subject myself – or my baby – to those conditions. I’m not exactly keen on sweating within five minutes of stepping out of the cool comfort of my office.

Our last childbirth class was last night and it was intensely hands on in the labor and delivery room. It’s a bit ridiculous how much you can do with the bed positioning, the dimming of the lights, the fact that there’s a jacuzzi tub in the bathroom to ease the pain of contractions. I see how a woman could make it through their entire labor drug free; which is my plan and goal for the time being. In some ways, I kind of look forward to it in the same way you look ahead to a test you’ve been studying a long time for. I want to get it over with but I’m also confident going in. It’s like, “Let’s do this.”  Alas, roughly 40 more days. This weekend, I am going to figure out how to install the car seat base in my backseat. That’ll be one step closer. One of these weekends we have to pack our hospital bag. I kind of know what to put in but does anyone have any ideas, if you’ve done it, that is?

Ok, I’ve got to do something here or else I am going to lose my mind.