Work is kicking my butt, ladies. I'm training one of my coworkers to do my job while I'm gone. She's sweet and relatively bright, don't get me wrong. But... my job is completely different from hers, and it takes her three times longer to do my tasks. I leave work every day frustrated, tired, and really, really ready to be done. It is zapping what little energy I have.
Otherwise, things are going well so far. I had my first NST last Thursday, and I really loved it. Listening to baby girl's heartbeat and movements for 20 minutes? Yes please! Our BPP yesterday also went well. I hope that we can keep everything looking normal for as long as possible, so baby girl can stay inside and cooking.
Things are kind of improving on the mother-in-law front. She's been coming over in the evenings and helping JP get things done around the house. She also finally made it to one of my appointments, and came with us to the ultrasound yesterday. She WREAKED of cigarette smoke sitting in my car for the hour drive, and balked about getting her flu shot when I mentioned it, though. My regular OB says that I should insist on flu shots for anyone who will be handling the baby. Period. I would think that her grandmother would be all too willing, but no. "I've never had a flu shot, and I've never had the flu." I'm sure that's true for tons of people... until they get the flu. Ugh. I don't know what to do anymore. I guess I'll request that JP talk to her again, but why does everything have to be such an ordeal? I even told her I would be happy to pay for it.
I think I'm going to zone out for the last 80 or so minutes of work, providing that no one bothers me. Fingers crossed.