Can't put my finger on it, but...

Well, I'm officially done with my tenure in the office - Monday's my first day sans commute! Friday was my last day on site and then I packed up my stuff and got set up at home! I'm very excited!

Especially because (notice the time stamp on this post) I'm experiencing a dramatic change in comfort level. As in, I'm no longer comfortable. I can't even put my finger on it, but I'm tweaky and agitated. I'm nauseous and feel a little flu-ish. My belly (and back) alternately hurts and contracts and my ankles are swollen. I can't sleep. :( I'm due in 6 days and I've finally hit the point where I'm feeling limited. Like, can't keep going the way I have been. Can't keep moving as fast, don't want to bend over, don't want to run errands all day, would rather not be expected to carry on as a functioning, productive human being.

Not sure what any of this means or doesn't mean. But I'm certainly glad I don't have to get up, showered, and dressed for work come Monday morning.

Tomorrow we have some more final decorating pieces to finish in the nursery but mostly it's all done and ready. The hospital bags are (mostly) packed. The plans are (mostly) in order. We have lunch plans with friends and will likely go swimming and other than that hopefully will spend the day watching Heroes on the movie-tron. The problem is the little things that will interrupt the rest - grocery shopping, laundry, a last minute Office Depot run.

Friday night we had late dinner with the in-laws to celebrate a birthday and Father's Day. Today we had thought we'd have an open schedule but ended up running around doing errands and going to pick up a grill (which took hours). So I was very sad that my relaxing weekend so far has not been that at all. I'm really pinning my hopes on a nice calm Sunday.

And a mandatory hospital stay where all I can do is focus on ME and this baby.