Still gestating.

Somehow. Last night my left leg was so swollen. Yow. Then I was up at 5 30 this morning with a headache till I don't know 7? I wanted to call my ob, but didn't want to be "that patient". But then, a stroke did not sound appealing either.

I had just about calmed down and was on the phone with AYM when I looked at the laundry hamper and it was blurry. Just the laundry hamper. It was weird.

So I called the doctor and they said come in. I called poor Mister at work and he came to get me. My blood pressure was higher, but not terrible. Umm 134/80-something. Sea Monkey sounded fine so they told me to go home and stay off my feet and come back Tuesday.

I spent the day watching more Harry Potter movies and having Mister wait on me.

I really, REALLY want to be done with being pregnant. Not so much because I am uncomfortable( although I am) but because I am so close. He is baked. Let's stop fooling around. I am pretty freaked out that something will go wrong that could have been avoided if we just got him out now.

The good thing about today was that we realized there were some crucial things missing from our hospital bag. Like... the pediatrician's phone number, and the charger for Mister's Nintendo whatever thing. Not that I think I will be in active labor and Mister will be playing video games but I know we are looking at a lot of potential wait time. He might as well have something to do.

I had fine company all day, what with the almost constant headache. Sitting up, laying down- no difference. It's finally gone.

Tomorrow we are ( well Mister is) going to finish up odds and ends. Like MORE LAUNDRY. And picking up the changing pad and some sheets. We decided to wait on buying more diapers and stuff since it's not like we are on an island or something and I have no idea how fast Sea Monkey will grow.

I was thinking that since Sea Monkey is not supposed to have a bottle for a month, that we would wait till we actually needed it to rent the breast pump. Since it's like 80 dollars a month.

They took a peek and my cervix is still on lockdown. No nothing.

Someone asked my favorite authors. My all time favorite is Rex Stout. Absolutely re-readable. I have been reading him for over twenty years. Make sure you only read the Nero Wolfe mysteries, the others are not as good. I also like Steven Brust- I have been reading him over twenty years as well. He is the only sci fi author I like. I also really like Jan Karon, Charlaine Harris ( please don't judge her books by that wretched soft core HBO series), Rick Riordan, Brandon Mull, Jennifer Allison, Louisa May Alcott, and Betty MacDonald. Those are the authors I read again and again. Do I need to say I love JK Rowling? Who doesn't? I really like Kim Harrison too, it's very hard to find good horror. There is so much shitty horror out there. Or porny horror. Ick.

I read a lot of different things, after being in a bookstore for so long. I like Stanley Bing's management books, and Jeffrey Steingarten, Ruth Reichl, and James Beard for cooking. I read a lot of biographies and I also like economy books. Asking a bookseller their favorite book is a little like asking an artist their favorite color. It depends. Depends on my mood, the season, the weather, and who I'm talking to. For example, I LOVED Jenna Jameson's book How To Make Love Like A Porn Star- but people are pretty closed minded about porn so I don't get to suggest that one too much. It's a great book, I am very impressed by her.

I have a huge pile of one-offs I loved. Like... The Prizewinner of Defiance Ohio, or In The Land Of Invisible Women, or Cycler. Cycler is an AWESOME book about a girl who turns into a boy once a month.

I also have a HUGE list of hates. I HATE every book Oprah has ever suggested. I can say with complete confidence that I will ALWAYS hate every book she likes. Bleak, depressing, psycho-babble. If you DO like Oprah's books- don't tell me. Remember my blood pressure.

I have to go back to laying on my fat ass.