I am going to my family's cabin in the Berkshires this weekend with 4 of my girlfriends. We met while taking a beginning quilting class 4 year ago. It was funny how we all just clicked, and have been getting together every 2 weeks to continue quilting. When I get together with the girls, that is pretty much the only time I do sew, truth be told.
Anyway - we had first planned on going the weekend of March 15th. I changed the date when I figured that my ER and ET would be around that date (and I was right on). So, we moved to this weekend. When I start to get close to obsessing on the pregnancy front, I move back to thinking about what we need to bring for the weekend. Planning the grocery list. Planning the projects I'm going to work on. It's a wonderful distraction.
I'm so smart.
Then, after I get home from the weekend, I'll only have 2 more sleeps to totally freak out.