Cold, Blue Monday

I don't recall the last time I didn't go outside during a 24 hour period, but that was the case today. Watching the news tonight, they said it was Blue Monday for a number of factors. When I hear that term, I think of Slapstick, by Kurt Vonnegut. I don't need an artificial family, for my wife and kids keep me from feeling lonesome. They were all home today.

K and B didn't have school, so I didn't have to wait at the bus stop. Though it was my day off, I would have gone in if they needed me. Work closed early, so no need for me.

It's to be colder Tuesday, and school is already canceled, but I have to venture out tomorrow. Baby is coming Wednesday, and I need to have stuff set for our trip to the hospital.

One would think with this being our 3rd child, everything would be encore time, but neither previous pregnancy concluded in this manner, and a lot is forgotten after years. I remember when J called me to take her to the hospital when she started labor with K. I remember driving J to the scheduled inducement for B five years later. Some memories are fuzzy and blur between the two, but they were distinctly different deliveries. Neither was breech.

Ohio weather is funny. I think it was cold when K was born. I know it was unseasonably cool when B was born in mid-May for I had long sleeve shirts packed. Should warm up a little by the time #3 comes, but it will still be cold. Hopefully, the kids don't destroy the house while we're gone, for my mother in-law is on the mend though up to keeping them in line a few days. She doesn't need to overexert herself.