I don't know what to do

We were able to get a lot done around the house yesterday, with help from Beth. The nursery is finished--I just need to clean up the swing and bathtub and bouncer that were in the attic, and that will be it. We also got a bunch of stuff organized and put away in Evan's room, so I'm feeling much better about everything. I'm putting off packing a hospital bag--I'm just not sure what I want to take and I haven't felt like doing it. I keep thinking that I didn't have a bag last time and I did okay, so what's the big deal? But I'll probably get around to it sometime, once I've done everything else under the sun and am still pregnant.

On that note, we were at my mom's today for dinner (turkey--yum) and she remarked that we were nowhere near baby time. I haven't dropped yet, she said, and then she asked if we knew how big the baby is. I said we'd never been told, but she said she was guessing big. I trust her years of experience, but that one statement made me want to run and book the c-section and be done with it. I'm still not decided on the whole delivery thing--right now I guess I'm just going to wait and see what develops (until someone forces me to decide one way or the other).

Now I'm just feeling either hot or achy or tired always. Time is flying and dragging at the same time. The one thing I'm very thankful for is that May is busy. Our weeks are all full of preschool and therapy (no breaks this month), and our weekends are full of family obligations and parties and things. So at least I am not sitting still and driving myself up the wall. That would be way too easy to do.