+3, on average.
+10, my mother-in-law finally decided to schedule the shoulder replacement she's been needing for two years now. Maybe she will stop being in so much pain all the time and get to enjoy life a little more. Doesn't hurt that she's going to be out of commission for a few weeks and demonstrates faith in my ability to take care of all of us during that time.
-8, I'm more than a little bit scared about being the only (allegedly) capable adult in a family of six. We're pretty far out on the wire down here. What if something goes wrong with the baby and I end up on bed rest before she's back on her feet?? What if I just can't cope?? What if, what if, what if...
-5, still consumed with hate and rage for stupid nasty people and their stupid nasty society. It's not blinding any more, but it doesn't serve any purpose either. It's not GOOD for anything other than keeping me up nights.
+5, the baby's moving a lot now. I got to see pictures. She likes to chew on her fingers, and it looks like she's OK in there, and I'm officially halfway through my absolutely LAST pregnancy.
+1, the weather man says it's going to rain Friday and cool down this weekend. It's too hot in this stupid subtropical state (Florida).
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"Alas, our dried voices when we whisper together are quiet and meaningless, as wind in dry grass, or rats' feet over broken glass in our dry cellar." --TS Eliot, "The Hollow Men"