Even though we are totally broke until technically Saturday when Friday's pay deposit is officially available because I have been craving things like WHOA instead of doing the sensible thing and eating the sammiches and hot dogs we've got in the house.
Hot dog or steak burrito... which would you pick?
Anyway, today has been sort of hilarious.
First, my OB set up the "Baby Eviction" appointment--her words, not mine--which made me laugh AND made me nervous as heck because suddenly I have a DATE FOR THE HOSPITAL rather than just a vague "at some point labor starts and I should probably get in the car then" sort of thing. AND, the Demon Spawn (or Little Squirmy as he is called on my Facebook feed because some people have no sense of humor about these things) will be arriving slightly earlier than even I had expected so that's a bit nerve wracking, but I'm pretty sure the house is ready for him now. I even bought him a Sleep Sheep to make white noise (whale song is creepy, yo) to help with sleeping and everything.
The OB did warn me that just because I'll be admitted to the hospital in the evening of one day, that does not mean the Demon Spawn will be making his appearance that night, which is something I was aware of. She reminded me that first time births often take awhile and inductions can make the whole process even longer so I should be prepared for two days of labor, easy. Maybe more, maybe less.
However, there is an excellent chance that Captain, Demon Spawn and I will be home in time for Halloween - so now I'm very tempted to look at newborn Halloween costumes online. Or I could just go with my fall back idea of drawing a lightning bolt on his forehead. Not that anyone will see him other than Captain and I and MissMiah Mom (who is coming down for a bit to help out with the new baby, thank goodness someone will have a clue because Captain and I have certainly never done this before), but there might be pictures taken and possibly posted on LJ and Facebook.
Secondly, while we were waiting at the pharmacy for the pharmacy tech lady to finish gathering up all my prescriptions, including my post-baby ones since my OB is on top of this stuff, the pharmacist guy swung by and recognized my husband from the base pool (sometimes PT is in the pool) and started talking to Captain and hung around the entire time my stuff was being filled... flirting.
With my husband.
Who was standing right next to me.
Who is very, very visibly pregnant. Me, not Captain, just to clarify.
It was very strange. I mean, even Captain picked up on the flirting, and Captain is usually completely oblivious to that sort of thing. And pharmacist guy was probably at least a decade, maybe a decade and a half, older than Captain. AND Captain was very clearly wearing his wedding ring (I don't wear mine because swollen sausage fingers) and all the meds were coming up under my name which has the same last name as the one on Captain's uniform, which he was wearing, so I don't really know what was going on in Pharmacist dude's head.
Maybe he's just one of those really friendly people who is bad at recognizing social cues, or maybe he just thinks Captain is cute. But seriously dude, I was standing right there.
I thought it was funny. Captain thought it was funny. And he did seem like a nice pharmacisty guy, just... you know... not my husband's type.
Also, there was a Krispy Kreme donut for breakfast, so WOOT there.