He's currently on my bed in timeout because he got done with brushing his teeth and Mike asked him to help sort the laundry and he started to whine. I'm ready to kill him. What sucks even more is that it's raining, so I can't easily make him go outside and burn it up.

*sigh*

The good thing out of the workout, aside from the obvious, is that it looks like I may be leading the class while the instructor is out on maternity leave. I've never thought of myself as an aerobics instructor, but this class has saved my butt in terms of diabetes and I've got the whole routine and its many variations down with this one instructor after going for months on end and I often do teach it when there's no instructor because the other students ask me to. It also will work out in terms of her maternity leave and mine. I just am worried about working and earning money while on disability. I don't want money, I just want the exercise. I may ask for a family membership, so Mike, Russ and Jax can swim in lieu of money.

Also, yesterday, we went to financial aid and discussed with them the possibilities of money to be able to put both kids in daycare. One way or another, we'll be able to swing it. We may have to take out some low-interest loans, but that would be better than losing our jobs and would let Mike get through and finish up his last two quarters. After the meeting with the counselor there, we were both relieved. I actually slept last night and the proof was that I was up to go to my aerobics class this morning.

The other thing that has been worrying me a bunch is trying to get the house in order the week before I'm due. Russell will be on Spring Break and rather than torture him and make him miserable cleaning the house, (and then have him exchange the misery) I called my mom and told her,"I'm calling to beg." I asked if she thought they could get him out, even just on day trips, so I can try to get the house in order. The thing is with Mike's family sure to be coming over and dropping in and all that, I need to feel like the house is presentable and with Mike working full-time, he won't be able to do much other than dishes and trash after work. I also need to get some meals cooked ahead in preparation for having this baby and I want the house spotless because I simply don't think I could stand taking this child home to a messy house.

I also think with the exhaustion factor and with all the last minute stuff the doctor's will have me doing that I need the freedom to leave the house when I need to for tests and not worry about whether it's appropriate for him to be present for it all. And Mike's got no vacation time, so he doesn't really have the option to not work, so I can do this stuff.

The other thing is if things go earlier than anticipated because of the diabetes, Mike and I need back up.

There's been so much organizing. It's mind boggling and exhausting just to contemplate.

Pauline did finally come over today and help me get things organized for a couple hours. I was pissed though because she said she'd be right over and after an hour and a half, I called her again, and she said she'd gone to lunch and done all this stuff. All I could think is, "Why couldn't you have just called instead of making me spin my wheels waiting?" I know I'm a Nesting Nazi, but shit, that just pisses me off.

Well, I'm sewing the cutest outfit for Jolene's baby. Her shower is tomorrow and I bought her a few things, but the best thing is the outfit I'm making. I'm afraid she'll read about it, so I'm not telling anyone what it looks like yet. I also bought more fabric for sewing stuff for other people and for Jaxana. I can't wait. It's such a blast to sew this stuff and it's so damned cute!