24th
24/23
my 24th birthday is in 23 days. i don’t feel 24. i don’t think i look 24. actually, someone at the hospital thought i was 16. i guess i should take that as a compliment.. ?
i wonder what this birthday is going to be like. will oliver be here? they keep telling me different things. now they are saying if i stop leaking for longer than 5 days and he passes his little water/weight/movement/diaphragm test they will send me home.. still on bedrest until he comes. i mean, bedrest at home would be much sweeter than sitting here all day long.. more than 8 channels! woo hoo!.. but i think i am starting to get a little stressed out about all the uncertainty. oh, and they let me shower today. that was sweeeeet. well, it’s one more day down and however many more to go.
in all my spare time here at glorious doylestown hospital, i have complied a list of goodies for my birthday. i am on this whole knee high boot kick. well, boots in general. i already have a boat load of sneakers and i’m not much of a heel wearer.. especially now that i will have baby in tow. but i’ve been obsessing over boots lately.
i want them, all. and will most likely end up purchasing them for myself, but whatever, still a birthday treat! i also plan on getting myself some sort of new wardrobe. if olii is already here, then i think i deserve one. if he’s not, then i will wait till he comes THEN go and get one. it’s been super hard to not buy all the cute clothes this summer. really hard. ya’ll don’t even know.
ok well another day down. another day of sitting around at this tacky wall paper to look forward to.
