I am still on back-beating duty with her though. Nasty business. I lay her face down over the humidifer and beat on her back until she coughs up mucus. I dreaded this because she hates being on her stomach. But she actually doesn't mind this. I think it feels good on her, either that or she's so tired that she won't fight it. Anyways, I have high hopes for tonight. I hope it goes well because I go back to school tomorrow and STEVEN COMES HOME TOMORROW!!! Yippee!!! I miss him so much I ache. I hate being without him. It's kind of fun in a novel way for the first day, then I'm done and ready for him to come back and be my husband. Davie misses him too. I just know it. I can't wait to see her face when she sees him.
Back to a sad thought. I go back to school tomorrow. I don't know how I feel about this. I feel like I really haven't gotten to rest much over these couple of weeks, but who does on Christmas break!? And I feel unprepared for this semester. I worked so hard over the summer getting ready for my maternity leave and making sure I had my plans and copies all lined out for the fall semester. But I'm starting a new project for this spring, and I haven't thought through it enough to feel comfortable and prepared.
I'm sure going to miss that baby tomorrow.