In 10 or more days, I will reach the ‘coming-anytime-soon’ plateau. The baby is getting heavy now. Several times I feel like she is already testing her way out.
I only have a few days left to prepare my hospital bag (hehehe, yep, guilty of laziness), finish stacking up on all her stuff, and finalize our finances. I am soooo guilty of pushing my luck.
In terms of preparation, my deadline is still mid-November. I did not provide for the eventuality that the baby will be premature nor did I think that the baby will be two weeks early. I am hoping that she will be on time, 3rd week of November.
I am still in the middle of a project, one that I am simultaneously writing the technical report and wrapping up the contract. Most probably, I will not finish the project, but I should at least finish the technical report. The four weeks I have left is good for me so far.
I am due on the 22nd but I am still hoping to have enough hours to spare to credit my salary until the 25th (so I can have the full amount). Even now, I am still in the process of securing another contract for a gig to last me until January.
This is a boo-boo, right? Until now, we have not agreed on the baby’s name. I have no idea what is ahead for me during the delivery. I don’t even know if I am in labor already or not. Tsk tsk.
Sigh, I know I should not waste more time on this though. Still have a lot of work ahead. Even if I am just three weeks away.
