The kids are bored and I'm not up for doing much to help them out of the doldrums. Sometimes they listen to fairy tales for hours on the iPod. Sometimes, they play games or build with Legos. Often they squabble.
It's not that long until the baby will certainly arrive, but it feels like ages. It feels even farther away now than before, since I saw a different doctor this morning and his assessment of my progress was far less than my regular doctor's.
Trying to think straight when I get little sleep and it's hot outside is taking its toll. I don't even feel like nesting anymore. Although the baby isn't done, I am.