S-T-R-E-S-S

Last night hubby and I were laying in bed, and he says to me:
Hubby: "When are you 30 weeks"
Me:"Uhhhh...Tuesday"
Hubby: "How long is pregnancy?"
Me: "In general, or like when do they not care if you go into labor?"
Hubby: "Well, when is it okay for you to be in labor, like when do they not try to stop it?"
Me: "Generally 35 weeks on they stop freaking out if you show up at the hospital in labor, and just let it happen".
Hubby: "So we could really have a baby at Thanksgiving?"
Silence. I think it hit both of us. O shit. We are running out of time. Given the list of things I have yet to do, and the things we still need for him, I'm a little panicky. Given that we're really not made of money either, the list of things that are going to just not happen, or get pushed off is growing as well. We're down to the what do we need to take care of this baby necessity list.
And because I'm a freak and LOVE organization and lists, and all kinds of crazy OCD related things like that here is what that list looks like:
Breast Pump (almost 400.00. Ouch. Well, at least we get reimbursed for the damn thing through my flex spending account)
Baby Monitor
Dreft
Diapers
Wipes
Desitin
Bath tub ( think I'm headed over to Babies R Us to get this tomorrow. They have a really cool Froggy one that has all the goodies in it for like 25.00)
Baby Magic (multi-purpose baby wash...gotta love it, and it smells sooooo good. That and the lotion just makes me want to snuggle them all day!)
Grooming kit (those little nail clippers, bulb syringe, baby brush and comb, some of them come with thermometers. Of course the one I want is like 30 pieces and has everything but our kitchen sink included)
Nursing Pads
Nursing Bras
Milk storage bags
Pacifiers
I was worried we were going to run out of time and funds to get all of this stuff. For some reason guys tend to put stuff off and then it smacks them up side the back of the head like a ton of bricks when the clock is down to five minutes left. I think hubby was counting on baby showers and stuff like that...just because you hear about them so often. Adam is still fumbling his way through pregnancy fatherhood, so he goes on what he has to draw from experience...which is none....he just knows when a woman is pregnant, that means there's a baby shower. (he he ha ha) Welllllll, it's my third baby. By baby number three people figure you have it down. (Even though it's been 9 years since my last baby...and I have nothing left from those days. Thank god! The safety police would probably be after me. How did any of us ever live past our infancy I wonder?) I hadn't planned on meeting Mr. Wonderful and getting married again...getting pregnant and having another baby NEVER crossed my mind. So why would I keep all that stuff? Believe it or not, I think he was a little surprised that I had only a few treasured blankies from Nolan and Evy's baby years. Sometimes I wonder if he gets it that at one point in time they were babies? I'm really not knocking my husband here. It's kind of cute that he is trying so hard to get all of this, and I know there's no way he can...until he lives it...which is about to happen.
He just keeps asking me about the whole baby shower thing. And I have to tell him "Probably not, baby...no baby showers here most likely. So it's all on us." Explaining the girl rules of bridal showers and baby showers and bachelorette parties is pointless. He's not going to get it, and I really get kind of puked out by most "girl rules" anyway. No wonder I'm limited as far as "friends" are concerned out here, huh? I have buddies. I just don't venture out much. I'm kind of a homebody. I like to hang out with my kids and husband. Plus because I work so much most of my friends are mostly work related. I work with mostly guys, and a few women. My boss is my friend. Probably the closest thing to a "girlfriend" I have out here. She's not the baby/wedding/crazy event type of girl either. Hard to explain to a guy...I think they assume we ALL have that bone in our body. Some don't though. We have a very male dominated office also...and well, guys just don't care about that stuff. Being in management puts me in a weird social position as well. I'm not really "one of them" in their eyes completely. Though I have a great relationship with my team, it's just different. It can be kind of lonely sometimes, actually...but that's the path I chose in my career, and once you go down that path you tend to think of things a little differently, and you can't just go back. Someone once told me also that if you are really an effective manager, not everyone is going to love you even if you want them to. If they do...well, you're probably not doing your job fully. True. Sad. Lonely. Sometimes not so fun. But true. I just look at it this way...I have a fan club, and I have a would like to throw darts at my head club ( that's okay...there's a few of them I'd like to throw darts at as well...doesn't really bother me any...at least we have a mutual understanding of where we stand) :0) he he.
It will all work out. I just like to be prepared. It drives me a little nutty sometimes that I'm more of a planner than hubby could ever fathom being. He doesn't understand this part of me. The list part. The pour over the budget, and keep a balanced check book part. Told ya I was a little OCD :0)