Monday....the ramblings of a prego chick

So, my bear is going to second grade tomorrow...i have mixed feelings about this event. On one hand someone else will be using all his energy up for me, but on the other hand he won't be there to keep me company and entertain willow all day. He really is my little buddy, although sometimes we do argue more like siblings... i think that may be why he doesn't act like an only child, which he was for so long, because i am like the other sibling in the house. I even get grumpy when i am tired, worse than all the kids put together. (seriously, and its bad because the kids don't have the authority to relinquish my authority in such situations.) There is nothing worse than an authority figure in a bad mood.
I am waiting for Willow to have her world rocked, she is going to think that bear shrunk. One leaves, and is replaced by a mini-bro. She is going to want to touch the new one right in the eye. I have a feeling that the TV may be on more than usual for a couple of weeks. We haven't watched TV all summer until the Olympics got us back into it. Now willow asks for us to turn it on. She throws open the TV doors and points at the screen. PBS kids also just started a new all day kids schedule today, which will be handy. 7am to 6pm- there used to be a 12-3 break in the action, now its straight through...i had my doubts how those quilting shows were going to work if she got grumpy at 1:45.
As for waiting for the third one, i wake up wondering if this is the day he is going to change my schedule. I never know for sure if i can schedule anything. Every time i paint my nails, shower, or just about anything else that i don't do 15 million times a day, i wonder if it is the last time before he arrives. I am hoping to schedule this thing, i don't want my water to break while waiting for bear to come home. I have to many little pin balls to keep track of. If one is on the lose out in the world and i have to abandon my post as pin ball keeper, i get nervous. My doc' is open to the idea of inducing. I was scheduled with Willow, and that's the only reason a hospital is listed as her place of birth. Man, that was intense. Good thing i had an appointment, even though i didn't follow the protocol. I'll let you know, my next appointment is thursday...