Have Mercy!

Good gracious me, it's HOT! Yesterday, we got up to 101 degrees with a heat index close to 120 here in Massachusetts. I've been wet for a week - between cold showers, dips in my in-laws' pool and, well perspiration. I've camped out in the living room for a few nights - the only room with A/C. I've drunk gallons of Recharge, Gatorade, water, iced tea, and lemonade. I've eaten so many lime popsicles, I'm beginning to turn green - or is it the heat-induced nausea?

On a serious note, it's hard to keep up fluids in this inhumane heat wave. In Boston this week, a young expectant mother died at a Red Sox game. She and her husband had just moved from bleacher seats to a cooler spot, when her husband turned around to look at her, she was gone. Thank God doctors were able to save their little son Maxwell. He's at Beth Israel Deaconess doing well - having been born more than 2 months early. It's heartbreaking and we're praying for father and son.

I've noticed that my Braxton Hicks contractions are much more intense - almost scary - and relentless. My kids and husband are being terribly solicitous. I've been enthroned in front of the air conditioner. I've been treated to cold drinks and treats and even massages and manicures. I'm enjoying the spoiling, but would gladly trade it for some cool air and a fresh breeze...