Third Culture Kid(s)

It’s not all doom-and-gloom at Casa del M. here.  To wit:

1. 28 week appointment went well.  The BP was up a bit from previous appointments, but home BP is still reading well, and my not-easily-ruffled Ob/gyn was satisfied with that.  No protein so far, so that’s good, too.  Found out how we go about scheduling a C-section (I am very much NOT VBAC material), and we have a hospital tour scheduled for Monday.  With bonus baby sleepover for MM at grandparents’ house!!!  I also have to swing by the hospital tomorrow to get my second Rhogam shot, and I’m waiting to hear on the glucose test results.  Keep your fingers crossed - I love my carbohydrates.

2. Heard back from my advisor - a quickie email, but enough to reassure me that she doesn’t, in fact, loathe me.  Not that she’s the loathing type, but being all isolated out here and everything sometimes pushes me in that direction of thinking.

3. Found a home for MM’s old baby clothes (the ones that weren’t donated to us by my sister-in-law, who’s been a wonderful fountain of never-ending clothing).  M.’s got a co-worker who will be adopting a baby girl with his partner around December, and he was willing to give our clothes a good home.  I’m sending some to M.’s sister, but since she’s in California and he’s here, he’s getting the bulk.

4. We’ll be getting fallish weather next week.  Autumn is my very favorite season, and I’m ready for a little cooler weather.

5. Still no actual writing on the dissertation, but I’m starting to feel like I could do it.  It helps that I accidentally discovered that a girl I went to high school with is also ABD and doing research in Japan right now.  Made me feel all not-so-old and just a little competitive (as in, if she can do it, why can’t I???).  I have half a mind to email her out of the blue and just say that I heard what she’s working on, and it sounds cool…but we weren’t really friends (although we were neighbors and I always liked her mom, a teacher at our school), so I’m not sure if I’ll do this or not.

6. My aunt is coming to visit next week.  She’s a raving conservative lately of Midland (Home of Laura and adopted home of Dubya), so we have to keep waaaaay the hell away from political conversation (or, at least, I have to hold my tongue), but other than that she’s a sweetheart.  You hear the same things about Dubya, actually - great guy, except for that scary Republican stuff.  It’s a Texan thang, I think.

So, you know, not too bad.  The as-yet unnamed 2.0 seems to be a little bit ahead of the size curve, which is good when HBP is in the picture (even if it might mean GD).  MM’s well - it’s talk talk talk talk talk talk talk (sleep) talk talk talk talk talk talk talk talk talk (blissful, blissful sleep) all the freaking time, but I’ll take it.  The talk is pretty funny, after all.