Our enthusiasm was slowed by my need to nap with Jacob each afternoon. I've made a discovery. When I nap during the afternoon I can function until bedtime. When I skip that rest I return to the flu-like symptoms every evening. So, move or no move, I'm taking time out when I need it. Somehow, probably in sympathy, Rob's decided he too enjoys a mid-afternoon slumber with Jacob. So we've been making every attempt to spend the final half hour or so before he must leave for work resting, together.
Toward the end of the week I felt well enough to actually accept an invitation to dinner. Jacob and I joined our friends for a few hours and had a wonderful time. I'm afraid I'd been offending my friend for several weeks. I've been turning down numerous invitations. I don't think I can explain fully that I just haven't felt up to doing much of anything and that it isn't her at all. I was quite happy to spend the evening with them without feeling too ill.
I'm trying to focus my existing energy on Jacob and on moving. Fortunately, Jacob's been very adaptable. He's gradually allowing me to carry him less and less. He's becoming content to climb into a chair and sit with me. He is very understanding when I tell him that "Mommy's tummy hurts" and has taken to giving it a kiss whenever possible to keep the hurt away. We've found new games to entertain us like "Let's pack the video tapes" and "CD's like to fly into the box."
All in all, this week closed much like the one before. I feel relatively awful, but I know there could be no better reason for it. Thus, we wait … for around 29 weeks. I guess that means that yes, someday it will end and when it does I'll get to meet our new little baby.