So I just sent off my last assignment to finish off my course for the Institute of Children’s Literature. I would have sent it off last night and posted last night, but I couldn’t get online. We had a major downpour the last two days and lost power and then our phone lines. I’ve really been trying to post at least once a week, but missed it this time around. We’ll see what happens after the baby’s born.
Back to my manuscript. It still needs a ton of work, but I went through the first 8000 words more than a few times and did what I could. I’m very curious to see what my instructor has to say about it. I also felt like I was pushing my luck the longer I waited to send it in. I feel like the time is close for the baby to be born. Maybe it’s just wishful thinking though. Nine days til my due date, so it could be awhile still. I see the midwife tomorrow and I’m curious to see what she has to say. Personally, I don’t think this baby can get any lower and not come out. My hips have moved out so far that when I saw my acupuncturist last week, she commented that my hips weren’t even in the sockets anymore. Granted, she was exaggerating as I’m still walking around, but they have spread out. My daughter even asked me why I was waddling like a penguin. I just don’t want to go beyond my due date. I was five days late with my daughter and I’m really hoping that doesn’t happen this time around. Not only do I not want to be uncomfortable for that much longer, I really don’t want to be in labor on Christmas. I’d like to enjoy it and be holding my newborn Christmas morning as my daughter opens her presents.
Waiting and not knowing is the hardest part of pregnancy I think. Only a little while longer though. I guess the same could be said for writing too. I better get used to it.