Monday Morning Randomness

I'm anxious today and thus there will be no coherent thoughts, but rather a bunch of random babble.

• When I last saw the OB he said he was moving my section up to 9/4.  After that my head started making to do lists, realizing how not ready I am, wondering what I should be asking, etc.  Therefore he kind of took on the role of Charlie Brown's teacher in the "Wah Wah Wah Wah" kind of way where his lips were moving, but I wasn't really registering what he was saying.  I did catch that I would need to go in for another ultrasound today and that he would do the section tonight if it looked like that would be the best call.  The details are foggy.  I don't know if I'm supposed to call him.  I don't know if he is supposed to call me.  I don't know if I'm supposed to take the report from the ultrasound and bring it to the hospital tonight when I go in for my NST.  I do know that he is the covering doctor in labor and delivery from 7 am today until 7 am tomorrow.  I'm sure it'll figure itself out, but as a planner I'm mad at myself for not paying better attention.  I guess I'll just go to my ultrasound and see what they say and then call the hospital and see what they say.
• I'm pretty sure Target is trying to kill me.  They are in the process of completely redoing the entire store.  Rather than close while they do it, they are carrying on with sales.  From what I gather they are adding groceries.  In doing so every single department is being relocated...in bits and pieces.  So basically the toy department was spread out all over the store.  Things that have been in the same place for years were now put on the furthest spot away.  To make matters worse they haven't moved any signs so it is all still labeled as if things were where they used to be.  I certainly don't have the mobility, energy or stamina to wander the store.  Factor in that it is back to school shopping time and I ran into no less than 5 families from school to chat with and it made for a rather draining event.  
• I think the babies have dropped.  I know this because of my scientific measuring tool that I've been using to monitor my progress.  We have a tiny little space upstairs that my dad recently transformed into a gorgeous little bathroom.  Key word: little!  He did a great job with the space he had.  It is really beautiful...but really small.  At 5'8" I have been able to navigate in there because my belly cleared the counter as I walked between the shower and the sink.  As of a few days ago this stopped being the case. Last night I thought I was going to need to wake the Boy and the Hubby to push and pull me out.  Knowing they would not be pleased to be awoken for such a task at midnight (esp. since I repeat the bathroom trips at 2, 3:30 and 5:15 nightly) I instead looked around for some form of lotion to grease myself up with.  Ultimately I was able to get through on my tiptoes, but they definitely have "dropped."
• Packing for myself to go to the hospital feels weird.  I keep thinking I need to add sunscreen, bathing suits, clothes for the Boy and toiletries for the entire family to the bag.  I have to remind myself that it is just me and that it is not a tropical vacation.  Put a suitcase in front of me and I assume I'm headed south for a vacation and not 8 miles north for a lonely hospital stay.
• I wonder if they can give me the flu shot and update my tetnus shots while they do the section.  I figure if I'll be numb from the neck down I should take advantage of that.  I fear needles.
• The forecast for the next week looks great! Cooler, sunny and not a hurricane in sight. WooHoo to that!