and a partridge in a pear tree!!!!!!!!!!
pictures to follow...
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Friday, November 28, 2008
Thursday, November 27, 2008
As the Thanksgiving day meal began
I served mom some cranberry sauce, the jelly kind, and splashed gravy right on to Jacob's foot, as he was sitting in the swing next to me.
Friday, November 21, 2008
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Jacob is more than 5 and a half weeks old
Okay, so we have had some excitement. He smiled at me for the first time. TWICE. I wouldn't necessarily think the first smile would happen so soon, and there has not been another one since. But last Wednesday, a week ago today, I was changing him. I was all alone, and as he was laying on the changing pad, he was looking right at me and smiled. I said to him, oh did you just smile at Mommy? and he smiled AGAIN!! I thought for sure that THAT JUST HAPPENED. I was so excited, I called Daddy right away. It was an amazing thing. Especially since he had such a bad day on Tuesday, and then again on Friday.
I had my first meltdown on that same day, so this smile was quite wonderful. he cried for almost 2 hours solid. After the smile. Wouldn't eat. Wouldn't sleep. Was hysterical. Ang, my dear, dropped everything at work to come and rescue me and my sanity. She was here in a flash. Made me feel so much better. I tried to call Adam but he was in lab meeting. I was balling, I could barely make the words come out. It was awful
Well, Baby Habe is begining to wake and I will need to feed him. So, I must be off. I will post again as soon as I am both awake, and not a human pacifier.
I had my first meltdown on that same day, so this smile was quite wonderful. he cried for almost 2 hours solid. After the smile. Wouldn't eat. Wouldn't sleep. Was hysterical. Ang, my dear, dropped everything at work to come and rescue me and my sanity. She was here in a flash. Made me feel so much better. I tried to call Adam but he was in lab meeting. I was balling, I could barely make the words come out. It was awful
Well, Baby Habe is begining to wake and I will need to feed him. So, I must be off. I will post again as soon as I am both awake, and not a human pacifier.
Thursday, September 4, 2008
THE BIRTH OF OUR SON, JACOB!!!!
Well, I had gotten a message from the OB stating on Friday Aug 1st, stating that she had scheduled the induction for Wednedsay August 6th, and to call her if we have any questions. So, Monday the 4th I called because I was not really sure what she was talking about and was a bit concerned. She realized she didn't mention it to us, but told us that as a backup, if we wanted her to do the induction that she would.
So, since we had our last OB appointement on Thursday 8/7, we changed it to Wednesday to see what we could see.
So we go in, and she does the vaginal, which was less painfull than prior, and tells us that my effacing is almost done, but that I am not dialated, and then says hmm, the baby has not dropped. What?? the baby had dropped last week, and the week before, so what was the deal??? So she takes us into the sonogram room to check him out, and see that he has flipped back into the breech position!!! So, we freaked out a little, and decided to plan to go to the hospital at 6:30 the next morning, and she would give me the Nubain, and epidural and some other medicine to make my uterus relax, and see if she could manually flip the baby. She said to go home and try to relax, and enjoy our last night before becoming parents. If the flipping worked, she would induce labor, and I would have the baby. If not, she would do a cesaerean, and we would be parents within the hour. Exciting times. Really, we were very excited. I was pretty nervous too, because we had not even thought about the possibilty of a c-section. I knew nothing about it. There was a 2 out of 3 chance that the flipping would work, but that she was very skilled at c-sections and to not worry about it. She answered all our questions, and told me it was okay to go home and take a xanax, which I did, twice, and tried to relax. We called all the parents and told them the story, and that they should be at the hospital around 8 or 9. Dad of course, was either too excited to hear what I said or forgetful, because he showed up at the hospital at 7:30 expecting to see a baby. I told everyone at the hospital NOT to let dad find out the name, because he was a snoop and would try to get it figured out by sneaking a peek in a chart, or something. They all agreed, adn we didn't tell them the name anyways...
So, we relaxed that day, and stayed home and held each other alot. Adam was super excited and helped calm me down. I was able to sleep reaonably well, considering what the next day would bring, and we got up at 5:30, showered, and went to the hospital.
We walked into the delivery area (through the heavy double doors) and I immediately saw a room to the left (the first room) with the door open and the lights on and the bed turned down, and thought, ooh, someone is going to be having a baby in that room. I wonder where they are?? Then, we met Pamela (I think was her name) and she was blonde and awesome. She called herself a gypsy!!! hehe She told us hello, and led us into that room. I was scared being so close to the waiting room, but that couldn't be helped. She was very funny, and helped me relax some. Then Jo came in. She was the anesthesiologist. We called her Dr. Feelgood. She told me all about the epidural, and told me what would happen. I needed to sit on the side of the bed, and roll my head down to my chest and lean forward. She would then insert a needle in my back to deaden the area, and then would insert another bigger needle into my spine area, and I needed to stay very very calm. She would then stick a smaller needle through the bigger needle into my spine which would inject the fluid, and the stint would stay there throughout the procedure. I immediatley told them that I was supposed to get the Nubain, and they gave me that and something to help me relax. At that time, Delin arrived bright and bushy tailed, excited about the coming events. She told them the drugs to give me, and they did, and I then began crying hysterically, and all the nurses watched and waited for me to get it together. Adam held me so tight and told me it would be okay, and then all of a sudden I got really quit and leaned my head down and held Adam so close, and let Jo do what she needed to do. She finished and said I did wonderful, of course I was crying again out of relief that it was over, and momentarily I felt more numb on my left side than on my right. The nurses wet a cotton ball and told me to tell them if it felt EXACTLY the same on my chest, as it did when they rubbed it on my tummy and legs. I could feel the pressure, but not the coldness, which I guess was what I was supposed to feel. She rubbed it back on my checst to be sure that the sensation was different, which it was, and I was doing just fine.
Shortly thereafter, Delin came in and was going to start the manual turning of the baby. She tried really hard 3 times, and he would turn about 2/3 of the way and then pop back. She tried on both sides of me, and just couldn't get him to turn. So she told me she was going to do the c-section. They got Adam dressed in the scrubs, and wheeled me down the short hallway to the Operating Room. I was pretty loopy at this point. I mean, I remember most of it. Adam was right by my side the whole time. The dr's had put up this 2 foot curtain in front of me so I could not see what was going on, but Adam kept looking over the curtain and kept me informed. I was concerned I would hear the cutting, but didn't. There was a radio playing music in the backgound, and Adam and sang to each other as the baby was being born. I heard Delin tell me tht she had a leg, and then another leg, and then the head got stuck, but she got it out. And Adam said the umbilical cord was REALLY LONG!! That was kind of funny to me. And then, no crying. "Honey, why isn't he crying?" And he told me they were cleaning him up. And then, "HONEY, WHY ISN'T HE CRYING????" "I don't know. They are working on him, and taking care of him, don't worry." And then, moments later, ahhhh crying. I was scared because it took a bit of time, but alas, I heard his squeaky little cry. It was so refreshing. It was a nice cry I thought. During his birth, we were singing "Love Songs" by Paul McCartney. That was the song we were singing to each other when our little baby Jacob was born. I used to always sing Beatle's songs, and know that whatever was going on in my life would be okay, because I was singing Beatles' songs. And this was close enough!!!
They brought the baby up to my face, and said "here is your baby!" I told the nurse that he was too close to me I couldn't see him! I was wearing my contacts, and couldn't see him inches from my face. But what I didn't know is that they were trying to pose me as I gave baby his first kiss. But they didn't tell me that!! :) Anyways, there are pictures of this! And he was ADORABLE!!
So, they sowed me up, and moved me to the recovery room (#102) right across from the ice machine. A story I will tell you later.
Jacob is beautiful, and I really loved having the C-section, and think I will have another one in the future. Recovery was so much easier!!!
I love my little baby Jacob!!!
So, since we had our last OB appointement on Thursday 8/7, we changed it to Wednesday to see what we could see.
So we go in, and she does the vaginal, which was less painfull than prior, and tells us that my effacing is almost done, but that I am not dialated, and then says hmm, the baby has not dropped. What?? the baby had dropped last week, and the week before, so what was the deal??? So she takes us into the sonogram room to check him out, and see that he has flipped back into the breech position!!! So, we freaked out a little, and decided to plan to go to the hospital at 6:30 the next morning, and she would give me the Nubain, and epidural and some other medicine to make my uterus relax, and see if she could manually flip the baby. She said to go home and try to relax, and enjoy our last night before becoming parents. If the flipping worked, she would induce labor, and I would have the baby. If not, she would do a cesaerean, and we would be parents within the hour. Exciting times. Really, we were very excited. I was pretty nervous too, because we had not even thought about the possibilty of a c-section. I knew nothing about it. There was a 2 out of 3 chance that the flipping would work, but that she was very skilled at c-sections and to not worry about it. She answered all our questions, and told me it was okay to go home and take a xanax, which I did, twice, and tried to relax. We called all the parents and told them the story, and that they should be at the hospital around 8 or 9. Dad of course, was either too excited to hear what I said or forgetful, because he showed up at the hospital at 7:30 expecting to see a baby. I told everyone at the hospital NOT to let dad find out the name, because he was a snoop and would try to get it figured out by sneaking a peek in a chart, or something. They all agreed, adn we didn't tell them the name anyways...
So, we relaxed that day, and stayed home and held each other alot. Adam was super excited and helped calm me down. I was able to sleep reaonably well, considering what the next day would bring, and we got up at 5:30, showered, and went to the hospital.
We walked into the delivery area (through the heavy double doors) and I immediately saw a room to the left (the first room) with the door open and the lights on and the bed turned down, and thought, ooh, someone is going to be having a baby in that room. I wonder where they are?? Then, we met Pamela (I think was her name) and she was blonde and awesome. She called herself a gypsy!!! hehe She told us hello, and led us into that room. I was scared being so close to the waiting room, but that couldn't be helped. She was very funny, and helped me relax some. Then Jo came in. She was the anesthesiologist. We called her Dr. Feelgood. She told me all about the epidural, and told me what would happen. I needed to sit on the side of the bed, and roll my head down to my chest and lean forward. She would then insert a needle in my back to deaden the area, and then would insert another bigger needle into my spine area, and I needed to stay very very calm. She would then stick a smaller needle through the bigger needle into my spine which would inject the fluid, and the stint would stay there throughout the procedure. I immediatley told them that I was supposed to get the Nubain, and they gave me that and something to help me relax. At that time, Delin arrived bright and bushy tailed, excited about the coming events. She told them the drugs to give me, and they did, and I then began crying hysterically, and all the nurses watched and waited for me to get it together. Adam held me so tight and told me it would be okay, and then all of a sudden I got really quit and leaned my head down and held Adam so close, and let Jo do what she needed to do. She finished and said I did wonderful, of course I was crying again out of relief that it was over, and momentarily I felt more numb on my left side than on my right. The nurses wet a cotton ball and told me to tell them if it felt EXACTLY the same on my chest, as it did when they rubbed it on my tummy and legs. I could feel the pressure, but not the coldness, which I guess was what I was supposed to feel. She rubbed it back on my checst to be sure that the sensation was different, which it was, and I was doing just fine.
Shortly thereafter, Delin came in and was going to start the manual turning of the baby. She tried really hard 3 times, and he would turn about 2/3 of the way and then pop back. She tried on both sides of me, and just couldn't get him to turn. So she told me she was going to do the c-section. They got Adam dressed in the scrubs, and wheeled me down the short hallway to the Operating Room. I was pretty loopy at this point. I mean, I remember most of it. Adam was right by my side the whole time. The dr's had put up this 2 foot curtain in front of me so I could not see what was going on, but Adam kept looking over the curtain and kept me informed. I was concerned I would hear the cutting, but didn't. There was a radio playing music in the backgound, and Adam and sang to each other as the baby was being born. I heard Delin tell me tht she had a leg, and then another leg, and then the head got stuck, but she got it out. And Adam said the umbilical cord was REALLY LONG!! That was kind of funny to me. And then, no crying. "Honey, why isn't he crying?" And he told me they were cleaning him up. And then, "HONEY, WHY ISN'T HE CRYING????" "I don't know. They are working on him, and taking care of him, don't worry." And then, moments later, ahhhh crying. I was scared because it took a bit of time, but alas, I heard his squeaky little cry. It was so refreshing. It was a nice cry I thought. During his birth, we were singing "Love Songs" by Paul McCartney. That was the song we were singing to each other when our little baby Jacob was born. I used to always sing Beatle's songs, and know that whatever was going on in my life would be okay, because I was singing Beatles' songs. And this was close enough!!!
They brought the baby up to my face, and said "here is your baby!" I told the nurse that he was too close to me I couldn't see him! I was wearing my contacts, and couldn't see him inches from my face. But what I didn't know is that they were trying to pose me as I gave baby his first kiss. But they didn't tell me that!! :) Anyways, there are pictures of this! And he was ADORABLE!!
So, they sowed me up, and moved me to the recovery room (#102) right across from the ice machine. A story I will tell you later.
Jacob is beautiful, and I really loved having the C-section, and think I will have another one in the future. Recovery was so much easier!!!
I love my little baby Jacob!!!
Catching up
I keep meaning to blog and tell all my experiences in the last 4 weeks (to the day), and can't seem to find the time. Well, here I am and it's been a month and I have so much to say. I guess I will begin with what is recent and then begin at the delivery and work my way to the present.
Recent:
Okay, I got called away to feed Jacob. So, we called the pediatrition today with a whole gaggle of questions. Like, what do we do about the fussy, whiny fake cry? And I have to force his tiny face onto my breast sometimes to get him to feed and while doing this, he is crying hysterically. And then sometimes (like just now) he will eat for 10 minutes on only one side, rather than 15 minutes per side. It's not like he is starving, I think he is getting plenty of food. He is filling out really well, and growing like a weed. So, I don't think that is the issue. And furthermore, he will want to eat (or at least for yesterday and today, off and on) every hour and a half or so, for 10 minutes on one side, and then a half hour later for 5 minutes on the subsequent side. Which is getting a bit annoying. OR...he will fall asleep after feeding for the 10 minutes aforementioned, or he will pull off my breast after that 10 minutes screaming hysterically, and fall asleep, mere moments later. FOR SERIOUS.... And trying to wake him up is futile. We thump his feet, hold him up while saying his name and leaning him backwards, we change his diaper, we make him do little baby exercises, like moving his arms and legs back and forth, we jostle him a bit to try to get him up....but the only thing thta works is to put him back into his crib. Oh YEAH!! Then he wakes up. usually about 10 minutes after we get back into bed in the middle of the night.
Then there is bottle feeding. We are supposed to be able to start bottle feeding some breastmilk here soon, and need to know which nipple to use, how much to feed, and how often. We need to know ways to calm him down in the crib, so that we can have him sleep there as he should. And we need to know if we should start scheduling a certain bedtime.
Then Brian just called and told me that he is scared shitless, because he had a simple blood test today, but he is not producing enough platelets, and white blood cells, and he needs to go to the CDC Monday and get a local so they can take a bone marrow blood test. He is afraid he may have cancer, and is very upset. He is not sure what to do. YIKES!!!
So that was out list for the doctor. She will call back with some answers soon, we hope.
Recent:
Okay, I got called away to feed Jacob. So, we called the pediatrition today with a whole gaggle of questions. Like, what do we do about the fussy, whiny fake cry? And I have to force his tiny face onto my breast sometimes to get him to feed and while doing this, he is crying hysterically. And then sometimes (like just now) he will eat for 10 minutes on only one side, rather than 15 minutes per side. It's not like he is starving, I think he is getting plenty of food. He is filling out really well, and growing like a weed. So, I don't think that is the issue. And furthermore, he will want to eat (or at least for yesterday and today, off and on) every hour and a half or so, for 10 minutes on one side, and then a half hour later for 5 minutes on the subsequent side. Which is getting a bit annoying. OR...he will fall asleep after feeding for the 10 minutes aforementioned, or he will pull off my breast after that 10 minutes screaming hysterically, and fall asleep, mere moments later. FOR SERIOUS.... And trying to wake him up is futile. We thump his feet, hold him up while saying his name and leaning him backwards, we change his diaper, we make him do little baby exercises, like moving his arms and legs back and forth, we jostle him a bit to try to get him up....but the only thing thta works is to put him back into his crib. Oh YEAH!! Then he wakes up. usually about 10 minutes after we get back into bed in the middle of the night.
Then there is bottle feeding. We are supposed to be able to start bottle feeding some breastmilk here soon, and need to know which nipple to use, how much to feed, and how often. We need to know ways to calm him down in the crib, so that we can have him sleep there as he should. And we need to know if we should start scheduling a certain bedtime.
Then Brian just called and told me that he is scared shitless, because he had a simple blood test today, but he is not producing enough platelets, and white blood cells, and he needs to go to the CDC Monday and get a local so they can take a bone marrow blood test. He is afraid he may have cancer, and is very upset. He is not sure what to do. YIKES!!!
So that was out list for the doctor. She will call back with some answers soon, we hope.
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Jacob Galen's first birthday party
Well, here it is folks, my first post since the baby was born THREE WEEKS AND several days ago. Life has been quite topsy turvy since the birth of our beloved and I literally woke from my nap not too long ago unsure if it was day or night...
Anyways, lots to talk about, and little time to type. But Adam and I are super happy parents (when I am not on some crazy, hormonal, pill deficiency....after no longer than a 2 hour stretch of sleep at one time!!) We love our baby Jacob, and could not be happier with him (except for the sleeping part).
Jacob prefers to be awake from 1 - 5am, every night. However, 3 nights ago, we got him down after 3, and the night before last he slept up until 3, and went back down close to 5:30. Last night he slept great because he had worn crappy diapers all day yesterday and had been annoyed with that. We are keeping this in mind as we think of ways to keep him awake during the day, and sleep more at night. Think of it as diaper manipulation. Yeah...
Okay, off to write one of a gazillion thank you notes, for all the WONDERFUL things that so many people have done for us. I will blog again soon.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Week 38 - AND HOLY CARP!
okay, must jot some ideas before they are forgotten...
breast pump
Dave Matthews Dream
Cravings
OMG - 10 Days (give or take) to go
Last day of work
The 'twisting'
Bris Info
Brian
Feet washing / leg drying
Why am I not still in bed !?!?! (it's 6:56 am, and I kicked Adam off the pooter to blog)
Okay, let's begin with the normal stuff: I am 38 weeks (and a half) and am starting to get ready for a change. Although it is pretty scary because I am familiar with where I am and am okay with it. Otherwise, the unknown (or better yet, un-experienced) is a bit more (A SHIT LOAD MORE) frightening. The labor, when do I get the DRUGS DAMMIT!!!, Delivery, 2 days in the hospital or so, beginning to breast feed (OMFG!!!), coming home with baby, per the Pediatrician (whom we love - even though she only works Wed thru Saturday, there are 5 other doctors in her practice that work alot... so pee the Pediatrician (not a typo) I am to begin feeding the baby EVERY THREE HOURS (7, 10, 1...) in order to get our baby "sleeping thru the night by 2 months of age. This means feeding at 7am for 30 - 45 minutes, playing with baberman for 5 minutes (he will be very sleepy, but play with him some...) then he will sleep (and prolly us too!!) Set the alarm for 9:55, get up and do it again, every 3 hours for the first 2 weeks. I am so far, MUCH HAPPIER with him inside!!
Then, at our 2 week visit, she will go over the next step in training our baby. Haha this is funny since we have had Claire, or 'training baby' for the last 2 (almost) years.
I jsut asked Adam to fill up my glass with Milk. He has been so AWESOMe during this whole pregnancy endeavor! Getting my water (of which I request SEVERAL times a day....) lately cooking dinner (I try to help some, but standing barefoot, and pregnant [VERY PREGNANT] over a hot stove has lost some appeal in the late last tri-mester...He has been so helpful around the house, doing mostly whatever I tell him. Steam cleaning the carpets last weekend AND washing the dogs (I brushed them before and anfter the baths) this weekend we/he will clean the kitchen from top to bottom, and get the rest of the baberman room ready for the little guy. OH, and we have to install the car seat SOON!! We put the swing together, and I washed the car seat cover, and the bouncy seat cover, and put the shelves up in his room, and put all the stuff on the shelves.
Dad and Lonna Rae are coming to see the nursery on Sunday at 1pm. They have NOT been over to see it at all yet. I was sad to realize that.
(I have yet to really delve into what I listed at the top of my post, I know...) But I have an hour until we have to leave to go to my Thursday vaginal visit. Which brings me to (dramamtic music please!) The TWISTING! My OB has this odd habit of twisting her way inside me for the vaginal exam. And it is quite, well yilch!!! I told her last week about the roughness of her 'technique' shall we say, but I think I need to let her know that it is really the twisitng that is awful and uncomforatble. This is what I dread about seeing her. And since they cannot give me the drugs BEGINNING NOW!!! I am forced to endure the twisting. suck. Last week, I broke down and cried just a bit and told her how uncomfortable I was with her 'exam', and she was better during that one, but I was not clear that it was really the twisting that bothers me. She did seem kind of shocked that I was feeling this way, but was genuinely trying to be slower and gentler, although there was still TWISTING!!!
Moving on...
Oh yes, the breast pump!! As I spoke with Harriet last night (she was lit on scotch and soda which made our conversation a bit more fun and exciting...) she pointed out that I should not mess with the breast pump until tomorrow (because ' it may cause A contraction...') nad this would ruin our DOB being 08- -08. She is correct. So, the story is this... I, all of a sudden, decided I wanted to 'try' the breast pump. Adam was quite hesitant, but I said I wanted to do it. So we gathered all the accoutriments, and stuck that clear cone onto my nipple as it began to suck. I pretty quickly told Adam to find the nob to "TURN IT DOWN", although it was not on that high. I watched it do its suckling for about 10 or so repetitions, and then got weirded out. It was so odd SEEING my nipple get sucked down into the tube of this thing trying to extract the milk. But there was no milk, thank god!! There was the one drop of colostrum (and I mean ONE DROP) that I quickly grabbed a tissue and dabbled when I was done. VERY ODD... the sensation was a bit uncomfortable, and very strange, and I am still not sure what to do with all that floating around in mah brain. Luckily, we talked about it enough, that it did not keep me awake and pondering last night (as new baby things tend to do). The biggest deal I guess was that I am going to have to / want to do this several times a day in order to keep milk coming and to reduce the milk that is coming. Seems a bit redundant, but I don't want the baby to STARVE!!! However, it takes 15 - 20 minutes to completely 'empty' each breast. EACH... that means I will need to do both! OMG....
Okay next....AHHHH yes, my Dave Matthews Dream.
It was Monday night, or Sunday, not sure now, maybe Sunday. I was going into a bathroom at some large place, with lots of stalls, and had to poop. I heard 2 girls talking thru stalls and decided to keep searching for the propper poo place. I went down further and found a good clean stall. It was huge! After applying the seat cover and sitting down, it seemed as though there were at least 2 toilets in my stall, with a tv on the back wall. Then I noticed Dave walk by my stall, and there were no real doors on the stall... Playing on the tv was a video of his, and I will tell you the song later, because I don't remember the name of it. And he was looking at the tv as he walked by. Then, as I am trying to poo, he walked by again. I became a bit uncomfortable, but realized he was looking at the tv and not me, so much.... After walking by AGAIN, he started talking to me. I am not sure if I poo'd or not at this point, but the urge was no longer... (excuse me, butt all this talk of pooing, and I just let out a load bearing phart...) Ok... (PS: it always makes me feel better pooing before my ob appt because that is about 1 lb or so I won't have to weigh at my appt.) So, Dave and I start talking, and then next thing, we are walking and end up somewhere on some couch, and I am on top of him and we are having sex. Unfortunatley, I wake up before having enough time to really enjoy myself. I awake to find my hands rubbing on Adam's back (or chest, it was dark, hairy and I was sleepy, but they were above the waist FO SHO!) I rolled oer and tried to go back to my dream.... hmmm...
OK - cravings. This week, it is still root beer and watermelon. I must have eaten half of a 20 pound watermelon since Sunday, and I haven't had any today yet. YUMMY! And I need foutain root beer, not from a bottle or can please...
Okay - last 10 days... the swelling has been CRASSSSSY!! And it has forced me to do a whole-lotta-nada! I have watched many episodes of A Haunting http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Haunting_in_Connecticut#Specials and this has been interesting. I have watched may Dog Whisperers. I love Cesar Millan. He is my hero. But these last 10 days are quite remarkable. My last day of work is tomorrow, which is odd. Another 'last'
Oh, and the watermelon and rrot beer, no not at the same time...
However, I am GLAD (EX-FUCKING-STATIC) to be done with Elliot, at least for a while... I may be forced to go back to work for him after the baby, but will try to not let that happen, AT ALL COSTS!!
Okay, I covered the twisting,...bris info. Ah yes. the bris, performed by a mohel (pronounced moyel. I need to pick up my script of Emla, which is a topical cream to be placed on the penis and wrapped with gauze 1 hour or so before the procedure. And SOMEBODY PUH-LEASE MAKE SURE I HAVE KLEENEX READILY AVAILABLE FOR THE BRIS!!!!!!!!!! The mohel has done a couple bris' in my family, and has very steady hands. However, he would like us to donate 450 - 500 to his son's college, in his son's name, to go toward tuition. This seems kinda weird, because he is not supposed ot 'gain' from our donation, and our Rabbi agreed with me on this, but I think we are going to stick with him anyways. It's already set up...Bob LawBlaw... However, the 450-500 part is my biggest concern. Because so far, none of the parents have offered to help out with this expense, and I am not sure the school takes credit cards. We will have to see. However, the donation does not have to be made until after the bris, which seems odd, but makes sense since he may not perform it for whatever reason, and that would be an odd conversation to have... "uh, could we please be reimbursed for our donation..."
NEXT!
Brian - is in the hospital. I get a text from David (Rita's grandson) at 10:30 last night saying do you know Brian is in the hospital? UH NO!! So I call him and in my rude / polite way tell him to NOT send me a text like that! Call me and give me details. He was not sure I was sleeping, but AGAIN, this deserves a call whether it is 10:30 or not. ESPECIALLY SINCE HE HAS BEEN IN THE HOSPITAL FOR THIRTEEN HOURS!!!! All David knew was that he had a blood clot in his foot and a blood infection. At Presby. No room #, no floor, no other details. So, I am calling the hospital last night after hanging up with David, and they are telling me that the patient is asleep. I asked Loretta how she knew this from the nurses station. (they would not connect me to the room that late, only to the nurses station.) I told her he is my step-dad, and that I am due to deliver a baby any day now, and to go TELL HIM I CALLED! She did, and Brian called me moments later. His right foot is swollen and infected, and his big toe is HUGE. ALTHOUGH HE DROVE HIMSELF TO THE HOSPITAL..... I about came unglued. Drove himself. He is famous for this, but thought me may have called to ask me to take him, since Rita just had some procedure yesterday and David was taking care of her. I bitched at him, and told him I would come see him this morning. Will get more details...
Crouching Tiger / Hidden Dragon.... no wait, I mean Foot Washing / Leg Drying. Neither of which I am really able to do anymore. Foot washing just discovered in the shower last night. I can't quite hoist my foot up on my knee anymore to wash it. Since the baby has dropped a bunch over the last few days, it has gotten much harder, and now in the shower, seems near impossible. Leg drying, well I haven't really done that in a couple weeks, luckily it's hot enough not to care. But still annoying.
And finally, why I am not in bed. Well, with all this CARP, adn I do mean CARP, rolling around upstairs, how could I sleep???? It's 8:00am on the dot. Must get ready for twisting. Maybe I will play that song by Korn on the way to the appointment...
breast pump
Dave Matthews Dream
Cravings
OMG - 10 Days (give or take) to go
Last day of work
The 'twisting'
Bris Info
Brian
Feet washing / leg drying
Why am I not still in bed !?!?! (it's 6:56 am, and I kicked Adam off the pooter to blog)
Okay, let's begin with the normal stuff: I am 38 weeks (and a half) and am starting to get ready for a change. Although it is pretty scary because I am familiar with where I am and am okay with it. Otherwise, the unknown (or better yet, un-experienced) is a bit more (A SHIT LOAD MORE) frightening. The labor, when do I get the DRUGS DAMMIT!!!, Delivery, 2 days in the hospital or so, beginning to breast feed (OMFG!!!), coming home with baby, per the Pediatrician (whom we love - even though she only works Wed thru Saturday, there are 5 other doctors in her practice that work alot... so pee the Pediatrician (not a typo) I am to begin feeding the baby EVERY THREE HOURS (7, 10, 1...) in order to get our baby "sleeping thru the night by 2 months of age. This means feeding at 7am for 30 - 45 minutes, playing with baberman for 5 minutes (he will be very sleepy, but play with him some...) then he will sleep (and prolly us too!!) Set the alarm for 9:55, get up and do it again, every 3 hours for the first 2 weeks. I am so far, MUCH HAPPIER with him inside!!
Then, at our 2 week visit, she will go over the next step in training our baby. Haha this is funny since we have had Claire, or 'training baby' for the last 2 (almost) years.
I jsut asked Adam to fill up my glass with Milk. He has been so AWESOMe during this whole pregnancy endeavor! Getting my water (of which I request SEVERAL times a day....) lately cooking dinner (I try to help some, but standing barefoot, and pregnant [VERY PREGNANT] over a hot stove has lost some appeal in the late last tri-mester...He has been so helpful around the house, doing mostly whatever I tell him. Steam cleaning the carpets last weekend AND washing the dogs (I brushed them before and anfter the baths) this weekend we/he will clean the kitchen from top to bottom, and get the rest of the baberman room ready for the little guy. OH, and we have to install the car seat SOON!! We put the swing together, and I washed the car seat cover, and the bouncy seat cover, and put the shelves up in his room, and put all the stuff on the shelves.
Dad and Lonna Rae are coming to see the nursery on Sunday at 1pm. They have NOT been over to see it at all yet. I was sad to realize that.
(I have yet to really delve into what I listed at the top of my post, I know...) But I have an hour until we have to leave to go to my Thursday vaginal visit. Which brings me to (dramamtic music please!) The TWISTING! My OB has this odd habit of twisting her way inside me for the vaginal exam. And it is quite, well yilch!!! I told her last week about the roughness of her 'technique' shall we say, but I think I need to let her know that it is really the twisitng that is awful and uncomforatble. This is what I dread about seeing her. And since they cannot give me the drugs BEGINNING NOW!!! I am forced to endure the twisting. suck. Last week, I broke down and cried just a bit and told her how uncomfortable I was with her 'exam', and she was better during that one, but I was not clear that it was really the twisting that bothers me. She did seem kind of shocked that I was feeling this way, but was genuinely trying to be slower and gentler, although there was still TWISTING!!!
Moving on...
Oh yes, the breast pump!! As I spoke with Harriet last night (she was lit on scotch and soda which made our conversation a bit more fun and exciting...) she pointed out that I should not mess with the breast pump until tomorrow (because ' it may cause A contraction...') nad this would ruin our DOB being 08- -08. She is correct. So, the story is this... I, all of a sudden, decided I wanted to 'try' the breast pump. Adam was quite hesitant, but I said I wanted to do it. So we gathered all the accoutriments, and stuck that clear cone onto my nipple as it began to suck. I pretty quickly told Adam to find the nob to "TURN IT DOWN", although it was not on that high. I watched it do its suckling for about 10 or so repetitions, and then got weirded out. It was so odd SEEING my nipple get sucked down into the tube of this thing trying to extract the milk. But there was no milk, thank god!! There was the one drop of colostrum (and I mean ONE DROP) that I quickly grabbed a tissue and dabbled when I was done. VERY ODD... the sensation was a bit uncomfortable, and very strange, and I am still not sure what to do with all that floating around in mah brain. Luckily, we talked about it enough, that it did not keep me awake and pondering last night (as new baby things tend to do). The biggest deal I guess was that I am going to have to / want to do this several times a day in order to keep milk coming and to reduce the milk that is coming. Seems a bit redundant, but I don't want the baby to STARVE!!! However, it takes 15 - 20 minutes to completely 'empty' each breast. EACH... that means I will need to do both! OMG....
Okay next....AHHHH yes, my Dave Matthews Dream.
It was Monday night, or Sunday, not sure now, maybe Sunday. I was going into a bathroom at some large place, with lots of stalls, and had to poop. I heard 2 girls talking thru stalls and decided to keep searching for the propper poo place. I went down further and found a good clean stall. It was huge! After applying the seat cover and sitting down, it seemed as though there were at least 2 toilets in my stall, with a tv on the back wall. Then I noticed Dave walk by my stall, and there were no real doors on the stall... Playing on the tv was a video of his, and I will tell you the song later, because I don't remember the name of it. And he was looking at the tv as he walked by. Then, as I am trying to poo, he walked by again. I became a bit uncomfortable, but realized he was looking at the tv and not me, so much.... After walking by AGAIN, he started talking to me. I am not sure if I poo'd or not at this point, but the urge was no longer... (excuse me, butt all this talk of pooing, and I just let out a load bearing phart...) Ok... (PS: it always makes me feel better pooing before my ob appt because that is about 1 lb or so I won't have to weigh at my appt.) So, Dave and I start talking, and then next thing, we are walking and end up somewhere on some couch, and I am on top of him and we are having sex. Unfortunatley, I wake up before having enough time to really enjoy myself. I awake to find my hands rubbing on Adam's back (or chest, it was dark, hairy and I was sleepy, but they were above the waist FO SHO!) I rolled oer and tried to go back to my dream.... hmmm...
OK - cravings. This week, it is still root beer and watermelon. I must have eaten half of a 20 pound watermelon since Sunday, and I haven't had any today yet. YUMMY! And I need foutain root beer, not from a bottle or can please...
Okay - last 10 days... the swelling has been CRASSSSSY!! And it has forced me to do a whole-lotta-nada! I have watched many episodes of A Haunting http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Haunting_in_Connecticut#Specials and this has been interesting. I have watched may Dog Whisperers. I love Cesar Millan. He is my hero. But these last 10 days are quite remarkable. My last day of work is tomorrow, which is odd. Another 'last'
Oh, and the watermelon and rrot beer, no not at the same time...
However, I am GLAD (EX-FUCKING-STATIC) to be done with Elliot, at least for a while... I may be forced to go back to work for him after the baby, but will try to not let that happen, AT ALL COSTS!!
Okay, I covered the twisting,...bris info. Ah yes. the bris, performed by a mohel (pronounced moyel. I need to pick up my script of Emla, which is a topical cream to be placed on the penis and wrapped with gauze 1 hour or so before the procedure. And SOMEBODY PUH-LEASE MAKE SURE I HAVE KLEENEX READILY AVAILABLE FOR THE BRIS!!!!!!!!!! The mohel has done a couple bris' in my family, and has very steady hands. However, he would like us to donate 450 - 500 to his son's college, in his son's name, to go toward tuition. This seems kinda weird, because he is not supposed ot 'gain' from our donation, and our Rabbi agreed with me on this, but I think we are going to stick with him anyways. It's already set up...Bob LawBlaw... However, the 450-500 part is my biggest concern. Because so far, none of the parents have offered to help out with this expense, and I am not sure the school takes credit cards. We will have to see. However, the donation does not have to be made until after the bris, which seems odd, but makes sense since he may not perform it for whatever reason, and that would be an odd conversation to have... "uh, could we please be reimbursed for our donation..."
NEXT!
Brian - is in the hospital. I get a text from David (Rita's grandson) at 10:30 last night saying do you know Brian is in the hospital? UH NO!! So I call him and in my rude / polite way tell him to NOT send me a text like that! Call me and give me details. He was not sure I was sleeping, but AGAIN, this deserves a call whether it is 10:30 or not. ESPECIALLY SINCE HE HAS BEEN IN THE HOSPITAL FOR THIRTEEN HOURS!!!! All David knew was that he had a blood clot in his foot and a blood infection. At Presby. No room #, no floor, no other details. So, I am calling the hospital last night after hanging up with David, and they are telling me that the patient is asleep. I asked Loretta how she knew this from the nurses station. (they would not connect me to the room that late, only to the nurses station.) I told her he is my step-dad, and that I am due to deliver a baby any day now, and to go TELL HIM I CALLED! She did, and Brian called me moments later. His right foot is swollen and infected, and his big toe is HUGE. ALTHOUGH HE DROVE HIMSELF TO THE HOSPITAL..... I about came unglued. Drove himself. He is famous for this, but thought me may have called to ask me to take him, since Rita just had some procedure yesterday and David was taking care of her. I bitched at him, and told him I would come see him this morning. Will get more details...
Crouching Tiger / Hidden Dragon.... no wait, I mean Foot Washing / Leg Drying. Neither of which I am really able to do anymore. Foot washing just discovered in the shower last night. I can't quite hoist my foot up on my knee anymore to wash it. Since the baby has dropped a bunch over the last few days, it has gotten much harder, and now in the shower, seems near impossible. Leg drying, well I haven't really done that in a couple weeks, luckily it's hot enough not to care. But still annoying.
And finally, why I am not in bed. Well, with all this CARP, adn I do mean CARP, rolling around upstairs, how could I sleep???? It's 8:00am on the dot. Must get ready for twisting. Maybe I will play that song by Korn on the way to the appointment...
Friday, July 25, 2008
Week 37
WOW!! So many HUGE things going on right now. Adam and I discused and agree that we have never had so many HUGE things happening all at once!
Ex: Baby coming in A COUPLE WEEKS!
Charles, Tina, Claire and Sarah - gone to Bloomington for good TOMORROW!
Adam only has 1 year (or less) at UT, and will be looking for another job THIS FALL!!
(We thought we had 2 years or better for him, and this has been quite a shocker!)
The fact that we may be MOVING!!
The fact that we may be selling our house!!
THe fact that we may be MOVING to another city or state!!
The fact that we may be buying another house!!
Shau Yee left Adam's lab.
They are hiring someone to replace her.
Adam will be taking a month paternity leave.
I will go for 2 months (give or take) with no income.
I work for some chauvanistic asshole who does nothing for my resume, and is a blubbering idiot!
I don't want to come back here after having the baby.
There are so many other things that I just can't even think of...
This is all some crazy SHIZZELL!!
I am trying to process it all.
Adam is worried that he may end up living out the least favorite part of his dream - being a HIGH SCHOOL TEACHER. So what is he doing?? Looking into teaching high school! This is so frustrating for me because I know this is NOT what he wants to do. He wants his own lab, and to teach Grad students. This may not be attainable, as he has not published enough, and the field is so competitive.
So, maybe he will teach more and do less research.
Or, maybe he will teach college and do less research.
Or, maybe he will teach at a community college and do even less research and get shitty pay.
Or maybe he will teach high school and do no research, and make average pay.
Or maybe he will work in industry instead, and do none of the things he loves.
Which means maybe he will travel 4-5 days a week.
Or maybe he can get a job at NIH, or CDC, or something and do only research, but not be a professor.
Or maybe he can work at a semi-private high school rather than public.
Or maybe he can work for Merck or some big pharmaceutical company and not teach or run his own lab.
Or maybe we can move to Bloomington, like Charles and Tina, and he can get an assistant professor, or some academia position in the "fly mecca" of the US. (this is I guess my secret hope, unless there is something in the Pacific Northwest he can get!!!)
Ex: Baby coming in A COUPLE WEEKS!
Charles, Tina, Claire and Sarah - gone to Bloomington for good TOMORROW!
Adam only has 1 year (or less) at UT, and will be looking for another job THIS FALL!!
(We thought we had 2 years or better for him, and this has been quite a shocker!)
The fact that we may be MOVING!!
The fact that we may be selling our house!!
THe fact that we may be MOVING to another city or state!!
The fact that we may be buying another house!!
Shau Yee left Adam's lab.
They are hiring someone to replace her.
Adam will be taking a month paternity leave.
I will go for 2 months (give or take) with no income.
I work for some chauvanistic asshole who does nothing for my resume, and is a blubbering idiot!
I don't want to come back here after having the baby.
There are so many other things that I just can't even think of...
This is all some crazy SHIZZELL!!
I am trying to process it all.
Adam is worried that he may end up living out the least favorite part of his dream - being a HIGH SCHOOL TEACHER. So what is he doing?? Looking into teaching high school! This is so frustrating for me because I know this is NOT what he wants to do. He wants his own lab, and to teach Grad students. This may not be attainable, as he has not published enough, and the field is so competitive.
So, maybe he will teach more and do less research.
Or, maybe he will teach college and do less research.
Or, maybe he will teach at a community college and do even less research and get shitty pay.
Or maybe he will teach high school and do no research, and make average pay.
Or maybe he will work in industry instead, and do none of the things he loves.
Which means maybe he will travel 4-5 days a week.
Or maybe he can get a job at NIH, or CDC, or something and do only research, but not be a professor.
Or maybe he can work at a semi-private high school rather than public.
Or maybe he can work for Merck or some big pharmaceutical company and not teach or run his own lab.
Or maybe we can move to Bloomington, like Charles and Tina, and he can get an assistant professor, or some academia position in the "fly mecca" of the US. (this is I guess my secret hope, unless there is something in the Pacific Northwest he can get!!!)
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Week 36
Gettin Scary!
I am now having weekly vaginal exams, and I think my OB is quite rough. Especially because she was out of town this week and I saw the other dr in her practice, who is a man, and he was very gently and didn't thrust 2 twisting fingers into my vagina like my regular ob does. So, next week I am going to ask her to go a little slower and be more gentle. I was even crying in the doctor's room this morning, anticipating the exam. Adam was so gret calming me down as he always does, and I think it helped telling the doctor that I was afraid and he told me he understood. That was nice. It made me feel better.
We worked our last bout this past weekend. I had planned to set Denise up at the booth for training and let her man the cash register. Uh, No! SHe didn't come anywhere near us until near the 2nd half, and gave us less than a minute of completely divided attention. I can't believe she is the head of finance. She has no financial background that I can see, and has no clue as to what she is doing. She had the register for 3 weeks without reading the one sheet of instructions I wrote up for them, and had no clue how to use the PRE-PROGRAMMED KEYS that we created for them. She apparently fucked it all up the bout before, and couldn't balance, and even short paid the sporting center!
Then this time, she gave Adam a wad of money and told him to make sure that it was 1500, when in fact, she gave him 1800!!!! First, she told him what the amount should have been (WRONG!!!!) and secondly gave him too much, of which someone other than Adam could have pocketed, and they would have never known the difference.
THEN, come to find out that as she is completeing the rediculous spreadsheet she created to compile ticket sales and such, she has no idea what she is doing. AND SHE CREATED THE STUPID WORKSHEET!! She had items listed in ways which indicates totals are being doubled, and it is just generally out of control.
I just hope they pay me for what I have done for them.
They should be much more organinzed in their third year!
Anyways, we are glad to be done sitting and wasting 5-6 hours playing brickbreaker on our blackberries, and occasionally taking money.
I can't believe also, that because Denise was in a hurry to leave, that she 'allowed' us to count money when there was still 1/4 of the bout left. But, if we needed to leave early, oh no!
Whatev!
Also, in my maniacal hormonal emotional range of emotions, I have to discuss Kelley. She is so jealous of my friendship with Ang, and can be so volatile about it, and yet she won't return or acknowledge my texts. She thinks that somehow she will be in the labor room with me. But she won't return my texts. The last time I saw her was for birthday dinner in late June. I can't tell if she is just jealous because I am having a baby and she can't, or what. I know she would pull the 'it's summer and I'm BUSY' card, but that is the greatness of texting. It's at your convenience. And maybe she is pushing herself away because she knows that Ang will be in the labor room with me.
At this point, actually quite some time ago, I decided the ONLY person I want in the labor room with me and Adam is Ang. Not Kelley, not Heather, not my mom, or Frances, or anyone. I will need to stay calm, and collected, and frankly those other people don't take me to that special calm place I need to be in the time of labor. Now for delivery, NOONE is allowed except Adam. Ang can be there in labor to help Adam out to take breaks and whatever, but in delivery, and hoping it will move fast, will just be my husband. It is our special moment to bring in our first son into our lives.
After deciding that Kelley is officially 'uninvited' to the labor room, I have not told her this yet. This would require more than just one sided communication, as it has not really been of late. And for this, I do not feel bad. She will get the after birth call like everyone else, and frankly this is best for several reasons. If she is having mental anguish due to her own inability to conceive, than she should not be there. I don't need myself or Adam trying to calm her down if she breaks down, or cannot fulfill her 'best friend' duty of being there for me when I need her. And I am sure that Mickey will not want/nor be able to come to the hospital and be there for her, after she is being there for us, since he has to work.
I hve been experiencing contrations, several a day lately, and this has been exciting. I had 3 at the grocery store last Friday, which seems to be the true beginning of these larger, but mild, contractions. It is my body getting ready. Frances and Adam seem to think the baby will come early. I have no idea. I really can't make any prediction. I am not sure I want him early, except for size reasons....
I have been so tired the last few days, which seems in conjuction with the mild contractions.... I slept all night Sunday, and most of the day Monday, and last night, although waking up some to pee, and having a 10 minute lull or so before falling back to sleep, then sleeping today from 11:30 to 2 or so. This may be how the last few weeks are.
Although, the sinus headaches I could really do without. I seem to be getting them daily and that sucks. I am trying not to take to much benadryl either. I have also been having panic attacks some this last week or so. And that has been sucky too. I guess it is a culmination of the pregnancy coming to an end, preparing to breast feed, and be sleepy and agitated some. And of course to becoming a mother. This is all very strange stuff, and there seems to be alot of it rolling around in mah brain.
I am now having weekly vaginal exams, and I think my OB is quite rough. Especially because she was out of town this week and I saw the other dr in her practice, who is a man, and he was very gently and didn't thrust 2 twisting fingers into my vagina like my regular ob does. So, next week I am going to ask her to go a little slower and be more gentle. I was even crying in the doctor's room this morning, anticipating the exam. Adam was so gret calming me down as he always does, and I think it helped telling the doctor that I was afraid and he told me he understood. That was nice. It made me feel better.
We worked our last bout this past weekend. I had planned to set Denise up at the booth for training and let her man the cash register. Uh, No! SHe didn't come anywhere near us until near the 2nd half, and gave us less than a minute of completely divided attention. I can't believe she is the head of finance. She has no financial background that I can see, and has no clue as to what she is doing. She had the register for 3 weeks without reading the one sheet of instructions I wrote up for them, and had no clue how to use the PRE-PROGRAMMED KEYS that we created for them. She apparently fucked it all up the bout before, and couldn't balance, and even short paid the sporting center!
Then this time, she gave Adam a wad of money and told him to make sure that it was 1500, when in fact, she gave him 1800!!!! First, she told him what the amount should have been (WRONG!!!!) and secondly gave him too much, of which someone other than Adam could have pocketed, and they would have never known the difference.
THEN, come to find out that as she is completeing the rediculous spreadsheet she created to compile ticket sales and such, she has no idea what she is doing. AND SHE CREATED THE STUPID WORKSHEET!! She had items listed in ways which indicates totals are being doubled, and it is just generally out of control.
I just hope they pay me for what I have done for them.
They should be much more organinzed in their third year!
Anyways, we are glad to be done sitting and wasting 5-6 hours playing brickbreaker on our blackberries, and occasionally taking money.
I can't believe also, that because Denise was in a hurry to leave, that she 'allowed' us to count money when there was still 1/4 of the bout left. But, if we needed to leave early, oh no!
Whatev!
Also, in my maniacal hormonal emotional range of emotions, I have to discuss Kelley. She is so jealous of my friendship with Ang, and can be so volatile about it, and yet she won't return or acknowledge my texts. She thinks that somehow she will be in the labor room with me. But she won't return my texts. The last time I saw her was for birthday dinner in late June. I can't tell if she is just jealous because I am having a baby and she can't, or what. I know she would pull the 'it's summer and I'm BUSY' card, but that is the greatness of texting. It's at your convenience. And maybe she is pushing herself away because she knows that Ang will be in the labor room with me.
At this point, actually quite some time ago, I decided the ONLY person I want in the labor room with me and Adam is Ang. Not Kelley, not Heather, not my mom, or Frances, or anyone. I will need to stay calm, and collected, and frankly those other people don't take me to that special calm place I need to be in the time of labor. Now for delivery, NOONE is allowed except Adam. Ang can be there in labor to help Adam out to take breaks and whatever, but in delivery, and hoping it will move fast, will just be my husband. It is our special moment to bring in our first son into our lives.
After deciding that Kelley is officially 'uninvited' to the labor room, I have not told her this yet. This would require more than just one sided communication, as it has not really been of late. And for this, I do not feel bad. She will get the after birth call like everyone else, and frankly this is best for several reasons. If she is having mental anguish due to her own inability to conceive, than she should not be there. I don't need myself or Adam trying to calm her down if she breaks down, or cannot fulfill her 'best friend' duty of being there for me when I need her. And I am sure that Mickey will not want/nor be able to come to the hospital and be there for her, after she is being there for us, since he has to work.
I hve been experiencing contrations, several a day lately, and this has been exciting. I had 3 at the grocery store last Friday, which seems to be the true beginning of these larger, but mild, contractions. It is my body getting ready. Frances and Adam seem to think the baby will come early. I have no idea. I really can't make any prediction. I am not sure I want him early, except for size reasons....
I have been so tired the last few days, which seems in conjuction with the mild contractions.... I slept all night Sunday, and most of the day Monday, and last night, although waking up some to pee, and having a 10 minute lull or so before falling back to sleep, then sleeping today from 11:30 to 2 or so. This may be how the last few weeks are.
Although, the sinus headaches I could really do without. I seem to be getting them daily and that sucks. I am trying not to take to much benadryl either. I have also been having panic attacks some this last week or so. And that has been sucky too. I guess it is a culmination of the pregnancy coming to an end, preparing to breast feed, and be sleepy and agitated some. And of course to becoming a mother. This is all very strange stuff, and there seems to be alot of it rolling around in mah brain.
Monday, July 7, 2008
week 35
Well, lets see, I have a sucky cold/sore throat/cough, a rash on my nipple which may be the poison ivy I have on my arms and hand, and getting bigger every day. Although, I did not put on any weight this week. I am, however, waiting for the hydrocortizone cream to dry on my boob so I can pull my bra back down, and that is FUN!
Other than that, feeling okay. Except super stressecd with DDD work. Told June I would have the backup disc for Denise tomorrow!!!! I have a bunch to do, and may not get all the reconciliations done.
Adam just texted me saying that Shao Ye gave 2 weeks notice at his lab today. That is interesting gossip. Immediately sent Umar a text about this because she was interviewing with his lab and with Helmut's lab at the same time, and trying to get reimbursement from both, if I understand it correctly. Which is even more ironic (and that song happens to be playing on my iTunes...) that she is going to UTD to get her finance engineering degree..... hmmmm
Interesting day so far.
Have been taking a couple extended release xanax's over the last few days, only one pill a day, because I have been stressed about DDD, and having some panic attacks. Also stressed about Charles, Tina Claire and Sarah staying with us on weekends, although Sarah didn't come this weekend. Charles leaves tomorrow and that was super sad yesterday to tell him goodbye. I am running out of people to flirt with!!! Besides Umar, of course. Adam is on the lookout to see if the baby comes out pakistani, he will confirm the truth about me and Umar..... haha
And I guess it is really hitting home that they are going to be gone for good really soon. That sucks.
And it has been emotional having them here, Claire being a toddler, and becoming annoying some, because she is testing boundaries, and unable oto communicate about what is wrong when she cries, and so I am reading the Girlfriend's guide to Toddlers...which is helpful.
I don't want to think of her as annoying, but it seems that it is very normal to do so, since children at that age just are.
Anyways, need lunch and to keep pushing on in DDD.
Other than that, feeling okay. Except super stressecd with DDD work. Told June I would have the backup disc for Denise tomorrow!!!! I have a bunch to do, and may not get all the reconciliations done.
Adam just texted me saying that Shao Ye gave 2 weeks notice at his lab today. That is interesting gossip. Immediately sent Umar a text about this because she was interviewing with his lab and with Helmut's lab at the same time, and trying to get reimbursement from both, if I understand it correctly. Which is even more ironic (and that song happens to be playing on my iTunes...) that she is going to UTD to get her finance engineering degree..... hmmmm
Interesting day so far.
Have been taking a couple extended release xanax's over the last few days, only one pill a day, because I have been stressed about DDD, and having some panic attacks. Also stressed about Charles, Tina Claire and Sarah staying with us on weekends, although Sarah didn't come this weekend. Charles leaves tomorrow and that was super sad yesterday to tell him goodbye. I am running out of people to flirt with!!! Besides Umar, of course. Adam is on the lookout to see if the baby comes out pakistani, he will confirm the truth about me and Umar..... haha
And I guess it is really hitting home that they are going to be gone for good really soon. That sucks.
And it has been emotional having them here, Claire being a toddler, and becoming annoying some, because she is testing boundaries, and unable oto communicate about what is wrong when she cries, and so I am reading the Girlfriend's guide to Toddlers...which is helpful.
I don't want to think of her as annoying, but it seems that it is very normal to do so, since children at that age just are.
Anyways, need lunch and to keep pushing on in DDD.
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
heart beat relaxing a bit
So I took the pill an hour ago, almost to the minute. And I am feeling more relaxed. I am also glad to post that the baby is moving right now, so I am less worried about how the pill affects him. This is good. I was concerned.
total panic mode
Can stop my heart from beating up into my throat. My chest is tight, and breathing is shallow. Been going on for hours. Ate and took an extended release xanax. Wish it would stop. I know it's mostly ddd, but also panicked for Adam, the rash, and the dang bird.
As I was leaving to come to work I saw another bird trying to figure out where the lost bird is. While posting earlier I twice heard a bird at the window trying to find the little guy. I pray they find him and can help him out. Pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease.....
and the panic ensues.... Hope the pill kicks in soon.
As I was leaving to come to work I saw another bird trying to figure out where the lost bird is. While posting earlier I twice heard a bird at the window trying to find the little guy. I pray they find him and can help him out. Pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease.....
and the panic ensues.... Hope the pill kicks in soon.
week 34
Life is kinda tough right now. besides the swelling which has forced me to be on the couch, flipping from my right to my left every hour for at least 36 hours over the weekend, and nto being able to go to the hospital because we were taking care of Claire while Charles and Tina were cleaning out their house...there is my impending stress about ddd and the looming sensation of being behind, and not able to perform at my peak. The fucking guilt is overwhelming, and no matter who tells me how much to relax and try not to stress about it, I AM!!!!!!!!!!!!! It is HAPPENING!!!!
And then my wonderful husband is also so stressed about work and his career, and where his life is going! And that stresses me too. He is trying to plan for the future with our baby coming, it makes perfect sense. His field is not thriving, and he hasn't published enough, and wondering if he will ever get a professorship, which, to him, seems less and less likely every day. And then what!?!?!?! Will he succumb to teaching? And if so, where? College, high school, community college??? Will he have to take a sales job and travel ALOT??? What are the choices? What is realisitic? He is so smart, and so well educated and LIVING HIS DREAM.... Although his dream seems to be crumbling before his eyes due to the fact that there are not alot of schools hiring research professors in his field. He would rather not teach full time, and really wants to have an idea where he is headed with the baby coming.
I totally understand! And this opens my eyes to more personal stresses about my job career (if you will..) and where I may end up.
I never thought I would only work part time and be a part time mommy. NEVER!! Hell I never thought I would have kids (well secretly yes, but thinking about the realistic daily parenting stuff, no, nope, never, NADA!!) And I have no career path anymore, it feels like. I am not educated, I am losing experience by the minute, my resume is looking suckier and suckier every day.... Will I always have to work for the GODDAMN CHAUVANISTIC ELLIOT'S OF THE WORLD?????
Will I ever feel satisfied in my career? I don't know. And it seems less and less likely that I will.
Flip side - all we have to do is live comfortably. Make ends meet as we have been and enjoy that. We don't need a bigger house, for several more years. Although 2 bathrooms would be FANTASTIC!!!
We don't need anything fancy. Keep paying off the credit card debt, keep paying the house down, and enjoy becoming parents and living here.
Easier said than done sometimes. At least the enjoying part.
Maybe I should go back to school while our child is young and get a degree and teach. I have never really wanted to teach... But if Adam is going to end up teaching then at least we would both have summers off together. Although, that brings up the all expensive child care. Which I want to be able to provide for our child. The interaction with others is CRUCIAL at an early age. But affording it is, well, just that!
Moving on, I have a rash on the inside of my right arm and top of my right hand, which I fear is the POISON IVY lurking again! FUCK!!!
And the daily issues with just growing a PENIS, well and a baby, in my body are becoming increasingly more difficult. Moving my body around is harder, after the 20 lbs I have put on, my swelling, itching, sinus, peeing all the time, tired, moody, bitchy, confused about the future, and trying to not be stressed....BOB LAWBLAW!!!!
Then there is the LABOR AND DELIVERY!! OMFG! It is about 5 weeks away! It's totally hot outside, and I'm stressed and I am going to GIVE BIRTH!
The epidural is still frightening, and at the same time, I want the Nubain, but don't want to be totally out of it if the baby comes fast. I want to get fucked up enough to not care about getting the damn epidural, and then be awake and not in pain enough to enjoy the miracle (see that is something else I keep telling myself - birth is a miracle!!! An amazing miracle that our bodies - MY BODY - can create and give birth!!!) yes, enjoy this. That is what I keep saying to myself.
Ah, and my diet. So I have decided that baked (nuked) potatos and cereal are my staples of survival. No processed foods, hahahahahahahha
as little sodium as possible and elevating my feet EVERY DAY FOR HOURS WHEN I GET HOME!! I'm getting nothing done! Laundry, watering the garden, cooking, NOTHING!!!
Another frustration.
Oh, and now, we have this little bird chirping! He/She is stuck in our eave right above our living room window. I realized yesterday that I had been hearing this chirping for a day or two, but thought it was just outside. Well, no! It is not outside, it is in the eave. My darling hubby went into the attic this morning with a flashlight to see what he could see. He could not find where the bird was. And the chirping is so rythmic, its the equivalent of Chinese Water Torture!!! It stopped last night at about 9pm, as it got dark. But this poor little thing! It is in the west eave of our house, all alone, hungry, thirsty and DYING!!!! My maternal instincts want to cut a HOLE in the damn eave to see if we can rescue the little thing. But what if it has a broken wing and will die anyways! I just don't know what to do!!! Of course Adam won't let me cut a HOLE IN THE ROOF!!!! which, I hate to admit, makes sense, but again MATERNAL INSTINCTS!!!??!?!?!?
I guess I should get ready to go to work. yay. can you feel my excitement? yeah, me neither.
It's 9:36am, and I should be at Elliot's by 10, and I need to eat and get cleaned up and change, and would much rather procrastinate. I just hope he is not there. This sucks.
grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!
And then my wonderful husband is also so stressed about work and his career, and where his life is going! And that stresses me too. He is trying to plan for the future with our baby coming, it makes perfect sense. His field is not thriving, and he hasn't published enough, and wondering if he will ever get a professorship, which, to him, seems less and less likely every day. And then what!?!?!?! Will he succumb to teaching? And if so, where? College, high school, community college??? Will he have to take a sales job and travel ALOT??? What are the choices? What is realisitic? He is so smart, and so well educated and LIVING HIS DREAM.... Although his dream seems to be crumbling before his eyes due to the fact that there are not alot of schools hiring research professors in his field. He would rather not teach full time, and really wants to have an idea where he is headed with the baby coming.
I totally understand! And this opens my eyes to more personal stresses about my job career (if you will..) and where I may end up.
I never thought I would only work part time and be a part time mommy. NEVER!! Hell I never thought I would have kids (well secretly yes, but thinking about the realistic daily parenting stuff, no, nope, never, NADA!!) And I have no career path anymore, it feels like. I am not educated, I am losing experience by the minute, my resume is looking suckier and suckier every day.... Will I always have to work for the GODDAMN CHAUVANISTIC ELLIOT'S OF THE WORLD?????
Will I ever feel satisfied in my career? I don't know. And it seems less and less likely that I will.
Flip side - all we have to do is live comfortably. Make ends meet as we have been and enjoy that. We don't need a bigger house, for several more years. Although 2 bathrooms would be FANTASTIC!!!
We don't need anything fancy. Keep paying off the credit card debt, keep paying the house down, and enjoy becoming parents and living here.
Easier said than done sometimes. At least the enjoying part.
Maybe I should go back to school while our child is young and get a degree and teach. I have never really wanted to teach... But if Adam is going to end up teaching then at least we would both have summers off together. Although, that brings up the all expensive child care. Which I want to be able to provide for our child. The interaction with others is CRUCIAL at an early age. But affording it is, well, just that!
Moving on, I have a rash on the inside of my right arm and top of my right hand, which I fear is the POISON IVY lurking again! FUCK!!!
And the daily issues with just growing a PENIS, well and a baby, in my body are becoming increasingly more difficult. Moving my body around is harder, after the 20 lbs I have put on, my swelling, itching, sinus, peeing all the time, tired, moody, bitchy, confused about the future, and trying to not be stressed....BOB LAWBLAW!!!!
Then there is the LABOR AND DELIVERY!! OMFG! It is about 5 weeks away! It's totally hot outside, and I'm stressed and I am going to GIVE BIRTH!
The epidural is still frightening, and at the same time, I want the Nubain, but don't want to be totally out of it if the baby comes fast. I want to get fucked up enough to not care about getting the damn epidural, and then be awake and not in pain enough to enjoy the miracle (see that is something else I keep telling myself - birth is a miracle!!! An amazing miracle that our bodies - MY BODY - can create and give birth!!!) yes, enjoy this. That is what I keep saying to myself.
Ah, and my diet. So I have decided that baked (nuked) potatos and cereal are my staples of survival. No processed foods, hahahahahahahha
as little sodium as possible and elevating my feet EVERY DAY FOR HOURS WHEN I GET HOME!! I'm getting nothing done! Laundry, watering the garden, cooking, NOTHING!!!
Another frustration.
Oh, and now, we have this little bird chirping! He/She is stuck in our eave right above our living room window. I realized yesterday that I had been hearing this chirping for a day or two, but thought it was just outside. Well, no! It is not outside, it is in the eave. My darling hubby went into the attic this morning with a flashlight to see what he could see. He could not find where the bird was. And the chirping is so rythmic, its the equivalent of Chinese Water Torture!!! It stopped last night at about 9pm, as it got dark. But this poor little thing! It is in the west eave of our house, all alone, hungry, thirsty and DYING!!!! My maternal instincts want to cut a HOLE in the damn eave to see if we can rescue the little thing. But what if it has a broken wing and will die anyways! I just don't know what to do!!! Of course Adam won't let me cut a HOLE IN THE ROOF!!!! which, I hate to admit, makes sense, but again MATERNAL INSTINCTS!!!??!?!?!?
I guess I should get ready to go to work. yay. can you feel my excitement? yeah, me neither.
It's 9:36am, and I should be at Elliot's by 10, and I need to eat and get cleaned up and change, and would much rather procrastinate. I just hope he is not there. This sucks.
grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Week 33
Whoops, missed bloggin in week 32. that week seemed to be a milestone as far as timing goes, because that is the 8TH MONTH! Which meant that I had 8 or so weeks left, and made me panic a bit. However, the reason I didn't blog was because it was the week after the helicopter crash and memorials, and I worked with Ang all week to help the company (and her) get caught up. So I blew off the chauvanist and endured my hip pain at her office to make a little difference in the world. Felt good! Plus, it would be nice to be noticed at their company so that I can work there part time after I am ready to go back to work.
Now week 33 begins. I am feeling better, although still have hip pain, but it popped a couple times, which is what it felt like I needed...
Still working with Ang and Elliot to get full time pay for a few weeks, which is nice... (the money, not working with Elliot...)
And then it was Adam's birthday! We celebrated at Charles and Tina's send off party at their house, which included their 72 or so closest friends... And of course, I told everyone it was his birthday and that he needed to get DA-RUNK! Which he did... and we had a lot of fun. How sweet of them to have the party on his birthday. It was catered by Anderson's BBQ, and we all had a blast. Made plans with Nick and Sharron to have brunch on July 5th at our new hole in the wall breakfast place in the downtown part of the town in which we reside. That will be fun.
And here it is, Saturday afternoon, and I have such bad edema, I am supposed to be only lying on each side for an hour at a time before flipping to the other side. B-O-R-I-N-G!! Better than being completely bed ridden, which is still a concern dude!
BUT, the edema started thursday night after we had dinner with Kelley and Mickey at Chili's, and then went to Charles and Tina's to help fill up the 2nd pod, I monitored closely from a chair nearby - while keeping an eye on Claire with Charles Sr. Very important business, this monitoring was. Sad, very very SAD to see them go.
However, before the going...is the staying! They, including Sarah, are staying at our house as of last night, every weekend until the end of July. Unless the baby comes sooner, at which time Charles will already be in Indiana, and Tina, Claire and Sarah may not want to stay with us anyways, due to the chaos, and the fact that Claire will have no more crib to sleep in here. Plus, I will be half neked and breast feeding almost constantly, I'm sure! Whatev! I am glad they are here! Plus we inherited the remains of their liquor cabinet! HAHA! You know what I will; be doing at some point hopefully this year!!! Yeah, you got it! DRINKING!! Anywho..
They are very sweet and are making the stay with us as easy as they can be. Abby and Niner are being a little bit of a pain because they bark at their comings and goings way too much, as far as I am concerned. Luckily, Claire sleeps pretty well, considering the changes she is going thru enduring her first move, and her bitchiness is not too terrible. Although my patience is not much better.
Hearing her cries for attention, that do not accompany tears, ANNOYS THE SHIT OUT OF ME. And all I want to do is mimic her. Which does really no good at all, but help me not take it all so seriously. I know she is going thru tough stuff here, but my patience is SLIM! It's hot, and Tina cracks me up by wearing one of Adam's long flannel shirts because she is cold. I have not set the thermostat lower than 75 during the day, although I do drop it down some at night. But they are on the air mattress in the office, and that is the warmest room in the house. Claire seems to be enjoying the nursery.
Although we want them to use whatever baby stuff, and other stuff we have, for their convenience, Claire has had a bit (haha) of diarhea and we put a dog towel beneath her to change her on our new changing pad. Tina was fine with that, and Tina has a good cold going herself. But hopefully past the contagious stage. Yeah, that's right, I don't want the cold!! :)
So, I should get back to laying on my side soon, or else Adam will, ahem, make a comment about it, and I want to get better.
Although, I am not sure that I can make it to the bout tomorrow night, because sitting in a hard chair for SEVEN hours is not really what I need to do right now.
OH, and Friday was the worst day I have had in a LONG LONG TIME! So, let's see... edema began Thursday night, then Ang tells me about a second copter crash, with no fatalities in AZ, Heather had her debit card stolen and it was used at the EVILWALMART!!!, June tells me she wants a backup copy of Quickbooks for derby BY SUNDAY, but won't pay me a dime until the new tax guy sends off their tax ppwk, uh... the computer program at Elliot's crashes, and come to find out the encrypted portion of the program I have been backing up for 2 months has only been backing up the stuff as of 4/25, rather than any new data that has been saved, and I hear Elliot in the background on the phone with Tracy the IT guy telling him "I think she screwed it all up", then come to find out that Tracy told Elliot that he NEVER installed that encrypted program, and has no idea why I am doing it in the first place (WHAT THE FUCK?????????????) Assholes!!! All of them. And this is all happening FIFTEEN MINUTES before I am to leave to go home and work on the house before Charles and Tina come over....Elliot walks in just as I am not able to enter a paper, and am calling tech support. So I have to stay another couple hours, all the while see my left foot swelling up much more than my right, and becoming acutely aware of OMG it is still happening... Then, on the way to the bank, call my OB, who tells me that if I notice any hot spots or red spots on the backs of my calves to go directly to the hospital because it is a blod clot, and if not better in a few hours after elevating my feet that I should go to the hospital to be monitored and checked for blood clots!!! So I call Adam crying and scared, driving home. I get home okay, call mom, and dad to let them know (even though dad is in MN). then after elevating my legs for several hours, and no change occuring, calling the dr AGAIN, to talk to the other dr in her practice, and him telling me that I should be lying on my side and flipping every hour, for THIRTY SIX or so hours straight... and Adam comforting me and loving me so deeply and enduring my emotional crisis', and getting nothing done for our houseguests. GUILT!!! Anyways, here it is the next day, and I hear Claire waking from her nap now. Charles and Tina are napping in their "room" and it is all very sad that they are leaving.
I had "put on my sunglasses" (.25 xanax) yesterday at about 2pm, and really didn't notice any difference at all. Frustrating since I was hoping for some mental relief, but didn't want to take a .5 extended release....
So, this is my week, in a nutshell.
OH! So as I walk, the skin on the top of my left foot is so filled with fluid it ACTUALLY slides/squishes around from side to side with every step I take. This is making me limp, so that I step lighter on that foot as not to feel the sensation of squishiness and DISGUST when I take each step.
CAN YA'LL SAY YAY!!!!
Now week 33 begins. I am feeling better, although still have hip pain, but it popped a couple times, which is what it felt like I needed...
Still working with Ang and Elliot to get full time pay for a few weeks, which is nice... (the money, not working with Elliot...)
And then it was Adam's birthday! We celebrated at Charles and Tina's send off party at their house, which included their 72 or so closest friends... And of course, I told everyone it was his birthday and that he needed to get DA-RUNK! Which he did... and we had a lot of fun. How sweet of them to have the party on his birthday. It was catered by Anderson's BBQ, and we all had a blast. Made plans with Nick and Sharron to have brunch on July 5th at our new hole in the wall breakfast place in the downtown part of the town in which we reside. That will be fun.
And here it is, Saturday afternoon, and I have such bad edema, I am supposed to be only lying on each side for an hour at a time before flipping to the other side. B-O-R-I-N-G!! Better than being completely bed ridden, which is still a concern dude!
BUT, the edema started thursday night after we had dinner with Kelley and Mickey at Chili's, and then went to Charles and Tina's to help fill up the 2nd pod, I monitored closely from a chair nearby - while keeping an eye on Claire with Charles Sr. Very important business, this monitoring was. Sad, very very SAD to see them go.
However, before the going...is the staying! They, including Sarah, are staying at our house as of last night, every weekend until the end of July. Unless the baby comes sooner, at which time Charles will already be in Indiana, and Tina, Claire and Sarah may not want to stay with us anyways, due to the chaos, and the fact that Claire will have no more crib to sleep in here. Plus, I will be half neked and breast feeding almost constantly, I'm sure! Whatev! I am glad they are here! Plus we inherited the remains of their liquor cabinet! HAHA! You know what I will; be doing at some point hopefully this year!!! Yeah, you got it! DRINKING!! Anywho..
They are very sweet and are making the stay with us as easy as they can be. Abby and Niner are being a little bit of a pain because they bark at their comings and goings way too much, as far as I am concerned. Luckily, Claire sleeps pretty well, considering the changes she is going thru enduring her first move, and her bitchiness is not too terrible. Although my patience is not much better.
Hearing her cries for attention, that do not accompany tears, ANNOYS THE SHIT OUT OF ME. And all I want to do is mimic her. Which does really no good at all, but help me not take it all so seriously. I know she is going thru tough stuff here, but my patience is SLIM! It's hot, and Tina cracks me up by wearing one of Adam's long flannel shirts because she is cold. I have not set the thermostat lower than 75 during the day, although I do drop it down some at night. But they are on the air mattress in the office, and that is the warmest room in the house. Claire seems to be enjoying the nursery.
Although we want them to use whatever baby stuff, and other stuff we have, for their convenience, Claire has had a bit (haha) of diarhea and we put a dog towel beneath her to change her on our new changing pad. Tina was fine with that, and Tina has a good cold going herself. But hopefully past the contagious stage. Yeah, that's right, I don't want the cold!! :)
So, I should get back to laying on my side soon, or else Adam will, ahem, make a comment about it, and I want to get better.
Although, I am not sure that I can make it to the bout tomorrow night, because sitting in a hard chair for SEVEN hours is not really what I need to do right now.
OH, and Friday was the worst day I have had in a LONG LONG TIME! So, let's see... edema began Thursday night, then Ang tells me about a second copter crash, with no fatalities in AZ, Heather had her debit card stolen and it was used at the EVILWALMART!!!, June tells me she wants a backup copy of Quickbooks for derby BY SUNDAY, but won't pay me a dime until the new tax guy sends off their tax ppwk, uh... the computer program at Elliot's crashes, and come to find out the encrypted portion of the program I have been backing up for 2 months has only been backing up the stuff as of 4/25, rather than any new data that has been saved, and I hear Elliot in the background on the phone with Tracy the IT guy telling him "I think she screwed it all up", then come to find out that Tracy told Elliot that he NEVER installed that encrypted program, and has no idea why I am doing it in the first place (WHAT THE FUCK?????????????) Assholes!!! All of them. And this is all happening FIFTEEN MINUTES before I am to leave to go home and work on the house before Charles and Tina come over....Elliot walks in just as I am not able to enter a paper, and am calling tech support. So I have to stay another couple hours, all the while see my left foot swelling up much more than my right, and becoming acutely aware of OMG it is still happening... Then, on the way to the bank, call my OB, who tells me that if I notice any hot spots or red spots on the backs of my calves to go directly to the hospital because it is a blod clot, and if not better in a few hours after elevating my feet that I should go to the hospital to be monitored and checked for blood clots!!! So I call Adam crying and scared, driving home. I get home okay, call mom, and dad to let them know (even though dad is in MN). then after elevating my legs for several hours, and no change occuring, calling the dr AGAIN, to talk to the other dr in her practice, and him telling me that I should be lying on my side and flipping every hour, for THIRTY SIX or so hours straight... and Adam comforting me and loving me so deeply and enduring my emotional crisis', and getting nothing done for our houseguests. GUILT!!! Anyways, here it is the next day, and I hear Claire waking from her nap now. Charles and Tina are napping in their "room" and it is all very sad that they are leaving.
I had "put on my sunglasses" (.25 xanax) yesterday at about 2pm, and really didn't notice any difference at all. Frustrating since I was hoping for some mental relief, but didn't want to take a .5 extended release....
So, this is my week, in a nutshell.
OH! So as I walk, the skin on the top of my left foot is so filled with fluid it ACTUALLY slides/squishes around from side to side with every step I take. This is making me limp, so that I step lighter on that foot as not to feel the sensation of squishiness and DISGUST when I take each step.
CAN YA'LL SAY YAY!!!!
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Mid week 31
This week must be about epiphanies. I was laying in bed the other night, and just as Adam was falling asleep, I realized (and it was very vivid) that I am going to die someday. The manner of how, and when...I don't know. But the realization came to me very suddenly. And I was afraid. Afraid mostly of what it would be like...to actually DIE, the process of that moment as whatever is happening happens, and my body comes to a halt. Heart stops pumping, blood stops flowing, thoughts end, cut off in whatever mid thought I am having. And I think that was the scariest part. To imagine that my mind would stop thinking whatever it was thinking and not finish the thought. This really has nothing to do with the PHI helicopter crash, in fact my epiphany was last week, and the crash was this last Sunday morning.
Then, I had another epiphany, and now that I am typing I can't remember what it was. Frustrating....Because this was the reason I began this post today, not to write about the dying one.
Although every time I am writing thank you notes, or talking with my mom about "...my son..." I freak out a bit.
Oh wait, my latest fears have turned into...WAIT...here it is....I remebered!!! I was on the way to work this morning and I realized that I feel like I am spending too much of my pregnant time worrying about becoming UN-pregnant. And that was the epiphany of the day (so far)! I spend so much time and energy worrying and thinking, and wondering about becoming un-pregnant...how many contractions I will have on the way to the hospital, how soon I will get the ALMIGHTY drugs at the hospital, will I be in bearing down phase before we get there, what will getting the epidural feel like, will I be too drugged up from the Nubian, will I want to see myself ACTUALLY GIVING BIRTH IN THE MIRROR???? AND THEN... seeing our baby boy for the first time, will he nurse immediatley in the delivery room, will I rub that white creamy stuff into his skin, or will he be cleaned up before I/We get to hold him, how will my undersides feel when the drugs wear off, will I tear or have an episiotomy, how bad will it hurt to pee and poop, will I get some pain pills for recovery, will they be safe for the baby since I will be breastfeeding??? AND THEN...my BOOBS!!! How bad will my nipples hurt, will he latch on properly, will they hurt every time I breastfeed for WEEKS??? When and how long will the baby sleep with us in our room? How exhausted will we be? Will my housecleaning expectations be too high? Will I drive Adam crazy asking him to do things? Will he get up with me every time I feed the baby? Will we feed him in bed? Will I lay on my side to feed him? Will I fall asleep with him feeding, and will I roll over on him accidentally???
So, maybe getting this out , and trying to let it go is good for me. How successful will I be at letting it go??? Hmm, there's a good question. I feel like I should shut up my brain some and just enjoy where I am at NOW! Am I NOW-HERE? or NO-WHERE????
Then, I had another epiphany, and now that I am typing I can't remember what it was. Frustrating....Because this was the reason I began this post today, not to write about the dying one.
Although every time I am writing thank you notes, or talking with my mom about "...my son..." I freak out a bit.
Oh wait, my latest fears have turned into...WAIT...here it is....I remebered!!! I was on the way to work this morning and I realized that I feel like I am spending too much of my pregnant time worrying about becoming UN-pregnant. And that was the epiphany of the day (so far)! I spend so much time and energy worrying and thinking, and wondering about becoming un-pregnant...how many contractions I will have on the way to the hospital, how soon I will get the ALMIGHTY drugs at the hospital, will I be in bearing down phase before we get there, what will getting the epidural feel like, will I be too drugged up from the Nubian, will I want to see myself ACTUALLY GIVING BIRTH IN THE MIRROR???? AND THEN... seeing our baby boy for the first time, will he nurse immediatley in the delivery room, will I rub that white creamy stuff into his skin, or will he be cleaned up before I/We get to hold him, how will my undersides feel when the drugs wear off, will I tear or have an episiotomy, how bad will it hurt to pee and poop, will I get some pain pills for recovery, will they be safe for the baby since I will be breastfeeding??? AND THEN...my BOOBS!!! How bad will my nipples hurt, will he latch on properly, will they hurt every time I breastfeed for WEEKS??? When and how long will the baby sleep with us in our room? How exhausted will we be? Will my housecleaning expectations be too high? Will I drive Adam crazy asking him to do things? Will he get up with me every time I feed the baby? Will we feed him in bed? Will I lay on my side to feed him? Will I fall asleep with him feeding, and will I roll over on him accidentally???
So, maybe getting this out , and trying to let it go is good for me. How successful will I be at letting it go??? Hmm, there's a good question. I feel like I should shut up my brain some and just enjoy where I am at NOW! Am I NOW-HERE? or NO-WHERE????
PHI Air Medical Memorial Today
What an emotional service to watch. I cried most when the man was telling the story about how he went to Colorado to find the base manager, tell hime the news, and bring him home. Luckily, Elliot had left the office just as he began his speech, so that I was able to watch some, and listen to all of it. My heart aches for those families, and for the PHI Family.
Monday, June 9, 2008
June 9, 2008, cool and 31 weeks!
AND I HAVE THE WINDOWS OPEN!!! I can't believe it! Went outside with the dogs and it was cooler than it was inside! I knew something was odd when I heard the A/C kick OFF around 5:30pm...
Well, I think the baby is going through a growth spurt...all of a sudden tonite my tummy feels really heavy, like pulling me forward heavy, like harder to get up all of a sudden heavy. It is strange. Maybe its because I just finished the biscuits and gravy. But there were only 2 biscuits left. It's not anymore than I would normally eat, and I am FULL. But I think it's the baby.
I feel like I have been shopping online with a vengeance! I bought Adam's birthday presents the other day, I got maternity panties, I ordered 3 (yes 3) Ipod car chargers, because mine broke, and these 3 with shipping was cheaper than the ONE we bought at the apple store over a year ago, and I don't want to have to get a new ipod battery...
Of course now that I look it up on Amazon, I find they have them for like $10 plus shipping.
Although - now that I have signed up for amazon prime, I can't find anything that I am shopping for that qualifies for the super saver shipping. Irritating...
Back to shopping, I have found a laundry hamper that I am about to buy. It is $20 and iron, and I may keel over if, after sorting the laundry on the closet floor, I find one more HUGE cockroach. So, I am about to make this purchase. We may have a delivery every day for the next week or so!
Oh, and I must confess, it must be the hormones, but all of a sudden (in the last month or two) I am strangely attracted to MIKE ROWE!!! With a sickness! Every time I see him on dirty jobs, or some old you tube of QVC, or perhaps signing the National Anthem, http://youtube.com/watch?v=1xhSBniwGbM&feature=related , or one of my favorites http://youtube.com/watch?v=WN7D-iTOvTQ&feature=related I just can't get enough. I mean I have Dirty Jobs paused on tivo RIGHT NOW!
I go back for my 2 week visit on Thursday, and then another Maternal Fetal Medicine appointment a week from tomorrow, which means it has been another month. I will only have ONE more MFM visit, after next week, before the baby comes!!! WOW!! It is getting so close.
I have been OCD'ing on other pains after birth, besides my 'undercarriage' being completely destroyed for a while, I have nipple pain to look forward to. OH BOY! The baby will want to feed about 8-12 times PER DAY, sucking on the same 2 places, over and over and over again. And we cannot begin bottle feeding until he is a month old or so, because he will get 'nipple confusion'. I will get pee'd on, sucked until raw, awoken ALOT, bleed, and STILL BE SOBER for all of this excitement! But, there will be a sweet little baby boy relying on me completely to sustain his life, and make him as happy and comfortable as possible. I sure hope I can take some sort of vicodin or something, and least to help alleviate my vaginal floor discomfort (if you will). This, I look forward to the least.
However, Adam will be staying home with me for a month, and this reminds me, we will need to get the paternal leave paperwork back from the doctor on Thursday. (Niner is smiling and panting furiously right now...)
Didn't sleep for shit last night. Kept thinking about all these damn lists I need to make. Bris invitation lists, thank you notes, I can't even remember what else... OH! ADAM IS HOME!!!!
Well, I think the baby is going through a growth spurt...all of a sudden tonite my tummy feels really heavy, like pulling me forward heavy, like harder to get up all of a sudden heavy. It is strange. Maybe its because I just finished the biscuits and gravy. But there were only 2 biscuits left. It's not anymore than I would normally eat, and I am FULL. But I think it's the baby.
I feel like I have been shopping online with a vengeance! I bought Adam's birthday presents the other day, I got maternity panties, I ordered 3 (yes 3) Ipod car chargers, because mine broke, and these 3 with shipping was cheaper than the ONE we bought at the apple store over a year ago, and I don't want to have to get a new ipod battery...
Of course now that I look it up on Amazon, I find they have them for like $10 plus shipping.
Although - now that I have signed up for amazon prime, I can't find anything that I am shopping for that qualifies for the super saver shipping. Irritating...
Back to shopping, I have found a laundry hamper that I am about to buy. It is $20 and iron, and I may keel over if, after sorting the laundry on the closet floor, I find one more HUGE cockroach. So, I am about to make this purchase. We may have a delivery every day for the next week or so!
Oh, and I must confess, it must be the hormones, but all of a sudden (in the last month or two) I am strangely attracted to MIKE ROWE!!! With a sickness! Every time I see him on dirty jobs, or some old you tube of QVC, or perhaps signing the National Anthem, http://youtube.com/watch?v=1xhSBniwGbM&feature=related , or one of my favorites http://youtube.com/watch?v=WN7D-iTOvTQ&feature=related I just can't get enough. I mean I have Dirty Jobs paused on tivo RIGHT NOW!
I go back for my 2 week visit on Thursday, and then another Maternal Fetal Medicine appointment a week from tomorrow, which means it has been another month. I will only have ONE more MFM visit, after next week, before the baby comes!!! WOW!! It is getting so close.
I have been OCD'ing on other pains after birth, besides my 'undercarriage' being completely destroyed for a while, I have nipple pain to look forward to. OH BOY! The baby will want to feed about 8-12 times PER DAY, sucking on the same 2 places, over and over and over again. And we cannot begin bottle feeding until he is a month old or so, because he will get 'nipple confusion'. I will get pee'd on, sucked until raw, awoken ALOT, bleed, and STILL BE SOBER for all of this excitement! But, there will be a sweet little baby boy relying on me completely to sustain his life, and make him as happy and comfortable as possible. I sure hope I can take some sort of vicodin or something, and least to help alleviate my vaginal floor discomfort (if you will). This, I look forward to the least.
However, Adam will be staying home with me for a month, and this reminds me, we will need to get the paternal leave paperwork back from the doctor on Thursday. (Niner is smiling and panting furiously right now...)
Didn't sleep for shit last night. Kept thinking about all these damn lists I need to make. Bris invitation lists, thank you notes, I can't even remember what else... OH! ADAM IS HOME!!!!
Monday, June 2, 2008
Week 30 - thought it was 31, whoops!
My reminder this morning said I was beginning week 31. That was a bit frightening. Thought I lost a week. nope, just skipped week 29 in my calendar somehow. WHEW!
The shower this weekend was really lovely. Adam and I had a great time, and we got some really cool presents. We spent the reset of the evening at the bout, and got home around midnight, exhausted. Both fell asleep while waiting for Ang to show up. Then I dreampt about baby stuff all night, and woke up sunday in FULL ON NESTING MODE. Wanted to get everything put away, washed, returned or exchanged, bob blawlaw...
Went to bed at 11:30 or so, with no nap yesterday, and dreampt again about stuff we need, stuff we need to do, things I have to get, laundry, and it just kept rolling in mah brain! We did get to see Tina's brother Brian for a while yesterday. He seems to be doing well. His work is good, and he is growing a garden too, complaining that it is cold in Connecticut...
Today, sleep in til 8ish, and do more laundry, put my laundry away, put some baby stuff away, washed more baby stuff... I will need to iron some of the bibs that got curled up in the washer. YES I said IRON BIBS!!! I am shocked at the thought, but that is what nesting is I guess...
Anyways, have a terrible sinus headache behind my right eye and behind both ears. I can feel it throbbing in my cheek bone too. SUCK... I know if I take a benadryl, I will be down for the count. So, trying to hold out for a while longer. I keep eating thinking that may help, but doesn't.
Frances is going to buy us the big stroller which comes with the small car seat. We will buy the extra base, and the car seat protector for Adam's car. We will also need to get the bigger car seat, but that won't be needed for a year.
But, so far, all the baby things have been put away. I need to get some prices on shelving for the walls, and get some things from Home Depot to fix a couple cabinets in the kitchen, but we are all organized.
I think tonite we are going to put together the swing, and stroller, and hopefully the basonet and move my nighttable and dresser a bit, so that it can fit on my side of the bed. Busy busy busy.
Plus, I need some things at the grocery store, and need to put up the rest of the baby clothes and IRON THE BIBS....
Very exciting. I can't wait to get home to do more stuff.
The shower this weekend was really lovely. Adam and I had a great time, and we got some really cool presents. We spent the reset of the evening at the bout, and got home around midnight, exhausted. Both fell asleep while waiting for Ang to show up. Then I dreampt about baby stuff all night, and woke up sunday in FULL ON NESTING MODE. Wanted to get everything put away, washed, returned or exchanged, bob blawlaw...
Went to bed at 11:30 or so, with no nap yesterday, and dreampt again about stuff we need, stuff we need to do, things I have to get, laundry, and it just kept rolling in mah brain! We did get to see Tina's brother Brian for a while yesterday. He seems to be doing well. His work is good, and he is growing a garden too, complaining that it is cold in Connecticut...
Today, sleep in til 8ish, and do more laundry, put my laundry away, put some baby stuff away, washed more baby stuff... I will need to iron some of the bibs that got curled up in the washer. YES I said IRON BIBS!!! I am shocked at the thought, but that is what nesting is I guess...
Anyways, have a terrible sinus headache behind my right eye and behind both ears. I can feel it throbbing in my cheek bone too. SUCK... I know if I take a benadryl, I will be down for the count. So, trying to hold out for a while longer. I keep eating thinking that may help, but doesn't.
Frances is going to buy us the big stroller which comes with the small car seat. We will buy the extra base, and the car seat protector for Adam's car. We will also need to get the bigger car seat, but that won't be needed for a year.
But, so far, all the baby things have been put away. I need to get some prices on shelving for the walls, and get some things from Home Depot to fix a couple cabinets in the kitchen, but we are all organized.
I think tonite we are going to put together the swing, and stroller, and hopefully the basonet and move my nighttable and dresser a bit, so that it can fit on my side of the bed. Busy busy busy.
Plus, I need some things at the grocery store, and need to put up the rest of the baby clothes and IRON THE BIBS....
Very exciting. I can't wait to get home to do more stuff.
Friday, May 30, 2008
Baby Shower TOMORROW!!! Oh and NUBAIN!!!
Things are getting more exciting every day, and time is FLYING!!! I remember the name of the drug that I will get during labor and it's NUBAIN!! YAY FOR DRUGS!!! This is very exciting. I talked to my OB yesterday, and she said the baby looks tall! EVEN COOLER!!!! But, back to the important stuff...DRUGS!
I told her that I think that if she gives me a dose or two of the Nubain and gets me all loopy and feeling good, THEN give me the epidural! Although, I am still riding the fence some about this... But I am trying to have faith that when the times comes and I am in labor, I JUST WON'T GIVE A FUCK - JUST GET ME OUTTA PAIN!!!!!! But I am afraid of the epidural still. Andrea's didn't take, and she had to have 2, and she can still feel it when it gets cold outside. Also, I read that there is a ZAP when they are doing it, or shortly thereafter as it is taking effect, and that is frightening. THe ZAP I think shoots down your back and legs, and doens't sound fun! But maybe I just won't care. Who knows.
So the shower is tomorrow, and I am very excited. I got the 5 hostesses footed crystal containers with lids, that are really pretty!!! After carefully opening each box, and giving a throrough inspection to each piece, I wrapped each one in a different pretty wrapping paper, and made the bows myself!! I also wrote thank you cards for the shower and will attach them to the packages. I took pictures of one out of the box, and of all the wrapped presents together looking oh so nice!
OH! My sister should be leaving Israel today or tomorrow, and coming back to New York, so she will arrive in AZ on Sunday!!! Very excited to see all the pictures and hear all about her trip (besides the 2 times she DRUNK DIALED ME!!! hehehehe)
Also, I would like to report my bathroom experience yesterday at the OB's office...I had to give a urine specimin as usual, but when I went to pee, I also had to poo. So, as I was holding the little plastic cup up, and was pushing some to squeeze out some pee, I was really not sure as to what was going to come out. THe pee started first, but then the rest was simultaneous! Very strange experience to have by the way. (PS: I didn't tell you to read this part, so if you are grossed out, oh well. At least I don't have hemmorhoids, like many women get!!!!)
I got my hair cut at Ulta yesterday, and was going to get a new polish and get a mani/pedi. I put a different color on each nail, and couldn't find one that I could not live without!! Believe it or not. So no new polist for me and no mani/pedi. Oh well.... I will paint my fingers tonite, and noone will see my toes. I mean they look fine polished, even though my last pedi was a month ago, but there are no paint chips or anything.
I am so bored right now at work, I really want a nap. And I need to stay for another 1/2 hour. But it sucks. I want to leave.
Stephanie cut my hair the same but styled it differently, and it looked really boyish/goofy yesterday. I left it the way she styled it just so Tina Charles, Tina's parents and Adam could see it. Funny - Tina's mother LOVED IT!! I mean RAVED about it. Noone else did though. It was funny cus she had a little wine, and 2 corona's and said something funny to Charles. So I said "Charles, I think Tina's mom is hitting on you!!" And she was blushing and giggling like a school girl. It was funny but quite a bit odd. I teased her for acouple minutes but let it go before it got too weird. It was funny though.
Later in the evening, she kept talking about the "rectal one", and Charles and I were mapping out the layout of the house they put an offer on. And we were joking about it, how she kept repeating it. We knew she meant the baby thermometer, but it was still funny.
She kept making fun of me and how observant I was being about the house they put an offer on. I was asking all sorts of questions about fixtures, and room sizes, and the front porch, the way the roof slanted upstairs next to the media room.... And she kept making fun of me. I didn't take it poorly, and I know that she was glad I was asking these things, because, as she said over and over again, that these were things she would have never thought to notice or ask about. But it got pretty old after a while. In the end, it turned out that everyone was asking questions and seriously discussing the house, even her. So I know she was glad I brought up some of those things.
So this morning, I showered and washed my hair, and put in 2 conditioners, and blew dry it, and added my root boost mousse, Redken Rewind, and styled it. I finished it off with some hairspray, and IT IS STAYING JUST LIKE WHEN I WAS IN THE BATHROOM THIS MORNING!!!!! I am so surprised! I am so HAPPY!!! I can't believe it is staying in place, and not falling! it didn't take too long, of course I wont do it every day... But it was kind of fun!
Okay, I have to go now....
I told her that I think that if she gives me a dose or two of the Nubain and gets me all loopy and feeling good, THEN give me the epidural! Although, I am still riding the fence some about this... But I am trying to have faith that when the times comes and I am in labor, I JUST WON'T GIVE A FUCK - JUST GET ME OUTTA PAIN!!!!!! But I am afraid of the epidural still. Andrea's didn't take, and she had to have 2, and she can still feel it when it gets cold outside. Also, I read that there is a ZAP when they are doing it, or shortly thereafter as it is taking effect, and that is frightening. THe ZAP I think shoots down your back and legs, and doens't sound fun! But maybe I just won't care. Who knows.
So the shower is tomorrow, and I am very excited. I got the 5 hostesses footed crystal containers with lids, that are really pretty!!! After carefully opening each box, and giving a throrough inspection to each piece, I wrapped each one in a different pretty wrapping paper, and made the bows myself!! I also wrote thank you cards for the shower and will attach them to the packages. I took pictures of one out of the box, and of all the wrapped presents together looking oh so nice!
OH! My sister should be leaving Israel today or tomorrow, and coming back to New York, so she will arrive in AZ on Sunday!!! Very excited to see all the pictures and hear all about her trip (besides the 2 times she DRUNK DIALED ME!!! hehehehe)
Also, I would like to report my bathroom experience yesterday at the OB's office...I had to give a urine specimin as usual, but when I went to pee, I also had to poo. So, as I was holding the little plastic cup up, and was pushing some to squeeze out some pee, I was really not sure as to what was going to come out. THe pee started first, but then the rest was simultaneous! Very strange experience to have by the way. (PS: I didn't tell you to read this part, so if you are grossed out, oh well. At least I don't have hemmorhoids, like many women get!!!!)
I got my hair cut at Ulta yesterday, and was going to get a new polish and get a mani/pedi. I put a different color on each nail, and couldn't find one that I could not live without!! Believe it or not. So no new polist for me and no mani/pedi. Oh well.... I will paint my fingers tonite, and noone will see my toes. I mean they look fine polished, even though my last pedi was a month ago, but there are no paint chips or anything.
I am so bored right now at work, I really want a nap. And I need to stay for another 1/2 hour. But it sucks. I want to leave.
Stephanie cut my hair the same but styled it differently, and it looked really boyish/goofy yesterday. I left it the way she styled it just so Tina Charles, Tina's parents and Adam could see it. Funny - Tina's mother LOVED IT!! I mean RAVED about it. Noone else did though. It was funny cus she had a little wine, and 2 corona's and said something funny to Charles. So I said "Charles, I think Tina's mom is hitting on you!!" And she was blushing and giggling like a school girl. It was funny but quite a bit odd. I teased her for acouple minutes but let it go before it got too weird. It was funny though.
Later in the evening, she kept talking about the "rectal one", and Charles and I were mapping out the layout of the house they put an offer on. And we were joking about it, how she kept repeating it. We knew she meant the baby thermometer, but it was still funny.
She kept making fun of me and how observant I was being about the house they put an offer on. I was asking all sorts of questions about fixtures, and room sizes, and the front porch, the way the roof slanted upstairs next to the media room.... And she kept making fun of me. I didn't take it poorly, and I know that she was glad I was asking these things, because, as she said over and over again, that these were things she would have never thought to notice or ask about. But it got pretty old after a while. In the end, it turned out that everyone was asking questions and seriously discussing the house, even her. So I know she was glad I brought up some of those things.
So this morning, I showered and washed my hair, and put in 2 conditioners, and blew dry it, and added my root boost mousse, Redken Rewind, and styled it. I finished it off with some hairspray, and IT IS STAYING JUST LIKE WHEN I WAS IN THE BATHROOM THIS MORNING!!!!! I am so surprised! I am so HAPPY!!! I can't believe it is staying in place, and not falling! it didn't take too long, of course I wont do it every day... But it was kind of fun!
Okay, I have to go now....
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
More of week 29
So, the baby is super active, and that is very exciting. However, I was not able to really fall back asleep this morning after the alarm went off at 5:30. This is getting strange, because I am having more of a hard time falling back asleep. I WANT to sleep, I feel tired, but my body is just like "uh, no. NO more sleep". So I lay there and day dream some, flip, flop, get up and pee, flip some more... And alas, it's 8am and I should get up and go to the place where I am supposed to be working. BLAH! Even when I nap on the couch, which sleeping there has never been a problem, it is hard to fall back asleep. I will wake up having to pee, or my arm is falling asleep (and I am NOT!) or Niner barks, and Abby runs by squishing her orange (aka 'ohnge'). And I will come back to the couch, and lay there, day dreaming, longing to sleep (because at this point it may have been 30-45 minutes that I rested well), and I want more!
Niner began his thyroid pills last night. So, in a month he will be retested.
Poison Ivy has crept up again...only 2 small bumps on the top of my left wrist area, and a couple in the usual spot on my right arm. I also have the occasional (sometimes more than occasional) itchy spot on the back of my neck.
Tomorrow is goin to be a busy day! I have OB appt in the morning, need to get an oil change, get the hostess gifts and cards, remind Danielle about the shower, get nails done if possible, pick up dry cleaning, wrap gifts, haircut at 3pm, and then dinner at Charles and Tina's with her parents. ARGH!! No nap for me tomorrow, I guess...
My butt has been hurting lately after sitting too long. This gets to be a bit annoying...so I try to take more breaks. But still, it just gets annoying.
And I secretly tampered with the AC unit outside our office door today, because 74 is just a bit too hot. I stuck a paperclip in to change the temp to 72, and I feel much better. YAY for tampering.
OHOHOH I need chocolate.
I feel like I have eaten all day long, a pkg of cheese and crackers here, a nutri-grain bar there, then some grapes, my piece of chicken with spicy chick peas and buttermilk garlic mashed potatos for lunch, a small cucumber sliced up (which was great - Niner ate the end pieces this morning - who knew he liked cucumbers...) and now a Snickers bar.
Elliot is such a goofball...we have this table between our desks where he keeps paperclips and pens and rubberbands and stuff. But every time I need the scissors or the letter opener, they are in his desk drawer, and we ONLY HAVE ONE OF EACH!!!! So, when I use them, I put them in the Borden's Cottage Cheese container he uses for the pens and whatnot, so that we can both reach them later when needed. NOOOOOOOOOO.... he always puts them back in his desk drawer. And it's not so much that I can't get up and get them (cus I need the breaks...) but the convenience factor would be so much easier on both of us. He has never said anything about putting them back in the drawer, but clearly that is where he wants them. And it is just silly. Because he won't get me my own, and I am NOT about to buy my own office supplies.
I already brought in a phone today to replace his cordless (our office is like 15 x 15 and we have 2 old cordless phones which NEITHER one's battery holds a charge. I get like 5-10 minutes of solid talk time on mine before it just dies, and his...You always have to use on speaker phone because it NEVER charges. More suck!) Well, so I can't plug my phone in the wall, because there is only one outlet in this room that is connected to the phone line, and I have to bring in a splitter!!!! WHAT KIND OF CHEESE DICKER OPERATION IS BEING RUN AROUND HERE!!!!
This makes me want a second Snicker's.
Anywho...
This weekend is going to be busy, there is the shower Saturday at 11:30, and we have to be at the bout by like 5-6 ish... And somehow get all the gifts home.
Talked to Kelley this morning, and she told me that if we played those stupid baby shower games (how many squares of toilet paper are needed to wrap around mom's belly...etc....) that I would be a hypocrit, since her and I made fun of Andrea's at her baby shower. I told her I was already the hypocrit since I had then said that I didn't want kids...she told me I had just been lying about that!! UH NO! I was really sincere about not wanting kids for a VERY LONG TIME!! So what's the difference, a liar, a hypocrit??? Who fucking cares? And the thing about it is, that her voice mail from yesterday was that she BETTER not have to play any of those stupid games at my shower. And I told her today that I was a little nervous about the possibility of games, and everyone looking at me and judgeing me and my size yada yada yada. She told me to call the lady and tell her not to have any of these games because I don't like them. WELL, first of all, I am not calling anyone 3 days before the shower and making any changes, cus that is just rude! They have been planning this for well over a month! And secondly, I get that she is doesn't want to play them, and THAT IS JUST NOT MY PROBLEM!!!! She is the one that brought this all up on my voice mail, because she has an issue with it, not me. And I secretly like being the center of attention even if I am bigger than most people there. I AM FUCKING PREGNANT FOR CHRIST'S SAKE!!!! I just don't want to be judged harshly, and won't be because these are my friends and family. FUCK THEM if they judge!
Ahhhh, much better now.
Dylan and his boyfriend broke up, which is sad. Especially since it took the guy 3 weeks to finally break up via email!!!! What a DOUCHE! And Heather and Ang have quizzed me on whether Adam is a douche or not, and I stick with what I said. NO! He even went to Austin to break up with Carrie in person because he knew it was the right thing to do. AND SHE LIVED OUT OF TOWN!!!! My man is no douche! CONFIRMED!!
And we talked to Ethan last night, and he is doing very well. Playing with his band, re-met an onld girlfriend, and has created a new database that someone at his work got wind of and they may implement for the entire company of NASA! WOW! He was just working on this for himself to monitor whatever it is that he is doing, and some other people found out, and referred him to way upper management. And he is working on the showering area of the Russian Space Station. Apparently the people up there don't want to shower in the correct location, so there is mold growing on this thin metal divider. And the mold will make the metal disintegrate!! Which is bad. But the people are being brats and not complying with where to shower. So he has been elected to head a committee to figure out what to do. This is really exciting.
Oh, and he will buy a webcam so we can talk to him via the World Wide Web more often. Which reminds him that his band playing was being broadcast online and he didn't tell us. He told his mom, but forgot to tell his friends. SLACKER!!
Alright, going back to work now. YAY.......
Niner began his thyroid pills last night. So, in a month he will be retested.
Poison Ivy has crept up again...only 2 small bumps on the top of my left wrist area, and a couple in the usual spot on my right arm. I also have the occasional (sometimes more than occasional) itchy spot on the back of my neck.
Tomorrow is goin to be a busy day! I have OB appt in the morning, need to get an oil change, get the hostess gifts and cards, remind Danielle about the shower, get nails done if possible, pick up dry cleaning, wrap gifts, haircut at 3pm, and then dinner at Charles and Tina's with her parents. ARGH!! No nap for me tomorrow, I guess...
My butt has been hurting lately after sitting too long. This gets to be a bit annoying...so I try to take more breaks. But still, it just gets annoying.
And I secretly tampered with the AC unit outside our office door today, because 74 is just a bit too hot. I stuck a paperclip in to change the temp to 72, and I feel much better. YAY for tampering.
OHOHOH I need chocolate.
I feel like I have eaten all day long, a pkg of cheese and crackers here, a nutri-grain bar there, then some grapes, my piece of chicken with spicy chick peas and buttermilk garlic mashed potatos for lunch, a small cucumber sliced up (which was great - Niner ate the end pieces this morning - who knew he liked cucumbers...) and now a Snickers bar.
Elliot is such a goofball...we have this table between our desks where he keeps paperclips and pens and rubberbands and stuff. But every time I need the scissors or the letter opener, they are in his desk drawer, and we ONLY HAVE ONE OF EACH!!!! So, when I use them, I put them in the Borden's Cottage Cheese container he uses for the pens and whatnot, so that we can both reach them later when needed. NOOOOOOOOOO.... he always puts them back in his desk drawer. And it's not so much that I can't get up and get them (cus I need the breaks...) but the convenience factor would be so much easier on both of us. He has never said anything about putting them back in the drawer, but clearly that is where he wants them. And it is just silly. Because he won't get me my own, and I am NOT about to buy my own office supplies.
I already brought in a phone today to replace his cordless (our office is like 15 x 15 and we have 2 old cordless phones which NEITHER one's battery holds a charge. I get like 5-10 minutes of solid talk time on mine before it just dies, and his...You always have to use on speaker phone because it NEVER charges. More suck!) Well, so I can't plug my phone in the wall, because there is only one outlet in this room that is connected to the phone line, and I have to bring in a splitter!!!! WHAT KIND OF CHEESE DICKER OPERATION IS BEING RUN AROUND HERE!!!!
This makes me want a second Snicker's.
Anywho...
This weekend is going to be busy, there is the shower Saturday at 11:30, and we have to be at the bout by like 5-6 ish... And somehow get all the gifts home.
Talked to Kelley this morning, and she told me that if we played those stupid baby shower games (how many squares of toilet paper are needed to wrap around mom's belly...etc....) that I would be a hypocrit, since her and I made fun of Andrea's at her baby shower. I told her I was already the hypocrit since I had then said that I didn't want kids...she told me I had just been lying about that!! UH NO! I was really sincere about not wanting kids for a VERY LONG TIME!! So what's the difference, a liar, a hypocrit??? Who fucking cares? And the thing about it is, that her voice mail from yesterday was that she BETTER not have to play any of those stupid games at my shower. And I told her today that I was a little nervous about the possibility of games, and everyone looking at me and judgeing me and my size yada yada yada. She told me to call the lady and tell her not to have any of these games because I don't like them. WELL, first of all, I am not calling anyone 3 days before the shower and making any changes, cus that is just rude! They have been planning this for well over a month! And secondly, I get that she is doesn't want to play them, and THAT IS JUST NOT MY PROBLEM!!!! She is the one that brought this all up on my voice mail, because she has an issue with it, not me. And I secretly like being the center of attention even if I am bigger than most people there. I AM FUCKING PREGNANT FOR CHRIST'S SAKE!!!! I just don't want to be judged harshly, and won't be because these are my friends and family. FUCK THEM if they judge!
Ahhhh, much better now.
Dylan and his boyfriend broke up, which is sad. Especially since it took the guy 3 weeks to finally break up via email!!!! What a DOUCHE! And Heather and Ang have quizzed me on whether Adam is a douche or not, and I stick with what I said. NO! He even went to Austin to break up with Carrie in person because he knew it was the right thing to do. AND SHE LIVED OUT OF TOWN!!!! My man is no douche! CONFIRMED!!
And we talked to Ethan last night, and he is doing very well. Playing with his band, re-met an onld girlfriend, and has created a new database that someone at his work got wind of and they may implement for the entire company of NASA! WOW! He was just working on this for himself to monitor whatever it is that he is doing, and some other people found out, and referred him to way upper management. And he is working on the showering area of the Russian Space Station. Apparently the people up there don't want to shower in the correct location, so there is mold growing on this thin metal divider. And the mold will make the metal disintegrate!! Which is bad. But the people are being brats and not complying with where to shower. So he has been elected to head a committee to figure out what to do. This is really exciting.
Oh, and he will buy a webcam so we can talk to him via the World Wide Web more often. Which reminds him that his band playing was being broadcast online and he didn't tell us. He told his mom, but forgot to tell his friends. SLACKER!!
Alright, going back to work now. YAY.......
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Week 29
WOW! I have to say I am kind of afraid of week 30. It means that the countdown becomes a bit more real, and this is REALLYFUCKINGSCARY!!!!
I have been feeling pretty good. My bladder is getting squished, and I am now peeing between 3 and 4 times every night. But I am able to go back to sleep pretty fast, unless the baby is competing in the Unbeatable Banzuke (which is now my favorite show...BTW). And let me tell you, he is a fierce competitor when he gets going.
But for the most part, the pregnancy is going well, I am content to be pregnant, enjoying the feelings, and feel pretty good. My sciatic has not flared up in several weeks, and that is lovely. My lower back pains are not very frequent, maybe twice a week. I don't have a ton of energy, but still need to get those DAMN iron pills.
Hang on, I have to call the vet.
Niner has a low thyroid, and I need to get him pills for that. He also needs to take a baby aspirin twice a day, along with glucosamine chondroitin, and omega 3 fatty acids pills. My LITTLE FUZZY MANNNNNNN!
So, Sam's here I come. Better get them in bulk right?? Well, the iron pills I guess I don't need in bulk...Cus I don't know whether I need them after the babay (and yes I spelled it like that on purpose...) is born or not.
I am now going to see my OB every two weeks, which feels really frequent. Seems like I was just there, and I was about 10 days ago.
Okay, back to Niner, pills are 18.15 for a 90 day supply, which is good, and they will need to retest his thyroid level in 1 month. And we will go from there.
Now back to me. I am eating hummus for lunch. Yummy.
Oh, and my baby shower is this weekend. I am excited and a bit nervous. Nervous because that this also means that it will happen soon. Birth that is.... I still get these WTF???? moments when I can't believe I am going to be a parent, a MOM raising a CHILD!!! I get them often. AND it's effing scary! But there is no turning back now. I sometimes have the fear of what if I don't like the boy? Like what if he is a HUGE fan of Nascar and country music? Or what if we just don't get along? Of course I won't know this until WAY later, and have alot to go thru before those days....but that doesn't mean I dont get scared.
I want Adam to be by my side at the shower, not walking around taking photos, and videotaping. I need to be able to hold his hand, and whisper silly questions in his ear. I need to be able to feel his energy pass through his skin into mine!! This is making tear up some...
I don't mind being the center of attention, but everyone will be looking at me, and talking about how big I'm getting (even though it's a good 'big'), and it's just kinda awkward.
Erin called from Israel last night. She was drunk, and it was 2am there. She started falling asleep on the phone and still talking, dreaming I guess, and when I asked her "what did you say?" she asked me"what", and I said 'no, what did YOU say?" and she didn't know because she had fallen asleep. She was cracking me up!! She would tell Adam all the cool places she had been and things she did, and she would tell me about the drinking! haha Of course Adam knew to ask her "have you been here, there..." and I didn't know those places. But it was still pretty dang funny.
OH, it's raining. We may loose power! haha The building seems to loose power often when it rains. I really wouldn't mind because then I could go home. Of course, I wouldn't get paid....
Better go, and get something done here just in case we do loose power.
I have been feeling pretty good. My bladder is getting squished, and I am now peeing between 3 and 4 times every night. But I am able to go back to sleep pretty fast, unless the baby is competing in the Unbeatable Banzuke (which is now my favorite show...BTW). And let me tell you, he is a fierce competitor when he gets going.
But for the most part, the pregnancy is going well, I am content to be pregnant, enjoying the feelings, and feel pretty good. My sciatic has not flared up in several weeks, and that is lovely. My lower back pains are not very frequent, maybe twice a week. I don't have a ton of energy, but still need to get those DAMN iron pills.
Hang on, I have to call the vet.
Niner has a low thyroid, and I need to get him pills for that. He also needs to take a baby aspirin twice a day, along with glucosamine chondroitin, and omega 3 fatty acids pills. My LITTLE FUZZY MANNNNNNN!
So, Sam's here I come. Better get them in bulk right?? Well, the iron pills I guess I don't need in bulk...Cus I don't know whether I need them after the babay (and yes I spelled it like that on purpose...) is born or not.
I am now going to see my OB every two weeks, which feels really frequent. Seems like I was just there, and I was about 10 days ago.
Okay, back to Niner, pills are 18.15 for a 90 day supply, which is good, and they will need to retest his thyroid level in 1 month. And we will go from there.
Now back to me. I am eating hummus for lunch. Yummy.
Oh, and my baby shower is this weekend. I am excited and a bit nervous. Nervous because that this also means that it will happen soon. Birth that is.... I still get these WTF???? moments when I can't believe I am going to be a parent, a MOM raising a CHILD!!! I get them often. AND it's effing scary! But there is no turning back now. I sometimes have the fear of what if I don't like the boy? Like what if he is a HUGE fan of Nascar and country music? Or what if we just don't get along? Of course I won't know this until WAY later, and have alot to go thru before those days....but that doesn't mean I dont get scared.
I want Adam to be by my side at the shower, not walking around taking photos, and videotaping. I need to be able to hold his hand, and whisper silly questions in his ear. I need to be able to feel his energy pass through his skin into mine!! This is making tear up some...
I don't mind being the center of attention, but everyone will be looking at me, and talking about how big I'm getting (even though it's a good 'big'), and it's just kinda awkward.
Erin called from Israel last night. She was drunk, and it was 2am there. She started falling asleep on the phone and still talking, dreaming I guess, and when I asked her "what did you say?" she asked me"what", and I said 'no, what did YOU say?" and she didn't know because she had fallen asleep. She was cracking me up!! She would tell Adam all the cool places she had been and things she did, and she would tell me about the drinking! haha Of course Adam knew to ask her "have you been here, there..." and I didn't know those places. But it was still pretty dang funny.
OH, it's raining. We may loose power! haha The building seems to loose power often when it rains. I really wouldn't mind because then I could go home. Of course, I wouldn't get paid....
Better go, and get something done here just in case we do loose power.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Week 28, baby weighs 2lbs and 11oz.
And he is at the 44 Percentile. Which is great! I don't want him too big... OUCH!
He is developing just fine and on schedule. This week is exciting because for one: I AM NOT DIABETIC!!! YAY!! I am hypo-glycemic, which is okay. This means that I need protein and complex carbs every 3 hours or so. Which, I was told this back in rehab, and do pretty much eat a little every 3-4 hours, so this fits in fine with my daily routine. So this is very good news.
Danielle's wedding is tomorrow. The rehearsal dinner is at Jacque's tonite at 6pm sharp. I really hope I don't have to go to the wedding rehearsal tonite at 8:30, cus, I am not in the wedding. I guess we will get there around 9am tomorrow morning. The wedding is at 9:30, and then reception at Mimi's thereafter. I got my pants hemmed at the dry cleaners and need to pick them up today. I hope the big elastic band around my waist doesnt STILL flop down every time I sit down, but I imagine it will. I will wear those pants tonite, and the khaki ones tomorrow with my black top. That will be cute. Oh, and I have to get them a card. Dad and Lonna Rae have the gift we went in on together. I hope they like it. It is a havdalah set. It is silver and really pretty. Adam and I don't have a havdalah set. I would like one, but the one that matches our mezuzah is like 160...or so. Although Lonna Rae can get a discount at the temple gift shop, we have more important things to purchase. LIKE BABY STUFF!!
Mom finally told her boss that I'm "with family", which I am not sure he understood, and her and I laughed about. I told her I had never heard that terminology before. Very odd.... But then she made some comment about the blood work for my pregnancy blah blah blah, and he finally got it. She said it was some old fashioned saying. WHATEV! Nice that he knows though.
She is starting to get pretty excited. And per Felicia, they had a "talk" with her about becoming excited and involved when they were in Chicago for mother's day. Glad to hear that! Mom did not know what a onesy was, and I thought that was pretty interesting, but she was adamant about cloth diapers and services and such, which I am not sure we can afford. She did say that she wanted a list of the "ABSOLUTE NECESSITIES NEEDED TO BRING HOME THE BABY", so I will email her a list. I told her the thing I was concerned about was that we get the baby mattress. Because the baby really can't sleep on the mattress we have...it is used and there are 2 small holes. And the fact that the mattress is too squishy for him to sleep on safely.
Anyways, Adam and I went over our list and found the necessities, and there are a few things that are more necessities in my mind than in his (surprise, surprise, surprise!!) I will send these off to Harriet. I know she will disagree with some items, but they are small and I will need them. Like the boppy! She will NOT know what a boppy is, but it is VERY important in breastfeeding. It holds the baby up to my breast level so that I don't have to hold him up there myself AND try to feed. Also, better than pillows, because pillows are big and bulky and I may not get them back into that same position again without disturbing the baby. This is SUPER IMPORtANT!! He will already be crying and want to be fed, the easier and less maneuvering the better. (i know, keep justifying...) BUT I WANT IT!!!!!!!
I also need an additional boppy slip-cover, for when one is being washed. Diapers, apparently Charles says we will change the baby around 7 times per day! EEGADS... and Diaper Wipes, the Johnson's bathtime essentials gift set for when we bathe the baby (and yes this may only be sponge bathing every few days or so, but still, he will be born in dead summer, and spitting up alot! This will also require the Safety 1st Comfy Bath Center, which is only $15 at Babies R Us.
Now I know that the Prince Lionheart Table Top Diaper Depot is not necessary to bring home the baby, but will make those 7 diaper changings per day much easier, and at $13, who can kvetch??
The Dr Brown's Natural Flow Deluxe Gift Set of bottles is $49, but will make Mommy get some sleep when Daddy is feeding the baby in the night! We will also need the Dr Brown's sterilizer. Okay, the bottle warmer is not so majorly important. Hot water is still available even with the price of gas! (gas water heater).
We will need the boppy changing pad cover set to hold the little tike as we change and pamper his little tushy. Can't have him laying on the hard wooden surface of his changing table!!!
The pump and save bags are very important. I am not listing the breast pump as mandatory, because Tina will let us use hers as long as we return it (along with everything else she lends us) when we are done. And if someone buys us the pump, maybe we will use it, maybe we will return it for store credit. Unsure at this point in time.
I will ABSOLUTETY need the Avent Breast Shields!! My nipples will be sore, and this is a necessity! Along with the Medela disposable nursing bra pads, nipple protectors, and the tender care lanolin to moisturize! Need I say more....
We need the First Years Double Scrubber Bottle Brush.
THE ALL IMPORTANT CAR SEAT. And I don't care what Frances and Harriet say, I am not BUYING OR ACCEPTING ANYTHING OTHER THAN A BRAND NEW SEAT. (her life was in you hands, dude!!!) We also need the car seat base. The two stage care seat protector, which protects our leather from being damaged with the car seat resting there for YEARS, is not necessary to bring home the baby. I am trying to be somewhat practical here folks!
The baby monitor, yes, needed. First Aid Kit, YES needed. Pacifiers, yet NEEDED! Pacifier clip, to hold pacifier to clothing if it falls (or otherwise) out of baby's mouth? NEEDED. Breast therapy balm, yep, you guessed it, NEEDED.
SleepSack, needed. However, Tina may give us some that Claire grew out of.
Mattress pad, NEEDED. Diaper Genie Twistaway refills, NEEDED. I think Tina will give us her diaper genie too.
The First Years Air Flow Sleep Positioner, NEEDED. Receiving blankets, needed. Swaddlers, needed.
Carter's 3-pack lap pads (in animal prints...hehe) NEEDED!!! I don't want spit up rolling down any parts of me that I can prevent!!!
Dreft - needed. Sorry baby, can't wash your things in tide and downy yet!
OKAY! That about covers the must have's. Not too bad.... We will see what Harriet says. But I really don't need her to agree completely, and I know she won't. And that is OKAY!
There are a couple things I need to remove from the registry, but don't want to go there because I don't really want to know what has been purchased. And Adam SURELY doesn't want to know. Oh well, if we get all 3 car seats I accidentally registered for(2 of one kind and one of another...), well store credit will do.
And, back to collection calls it is.....
He is developing just fine and on schedule. This week is exciting because for one: I AM NOT DIABETIC!!! YAY!! I am hypo-glycemic, which is okay. This means that I need protein and complex carbs every 3 hours or so. Which, I was told this back in rehab, and do pretty much eat a little every 3-4 hours, so this fits in fine with my daily routine. So this is very good news.
Danielle's wedding is tomorrow. The rehearsal dinner is at Jacque's tonite at 6pm sharp. I really hope I don't have to go to the wedding rehearsal tonite at 8:30, cus, I am not in the wedding. I guess we will get there around 9am tomorrow morning. The wedding is at 9:30, and then reception at Mimi's thereafter. I got my pants hemmed at the dry cleaners and need to pick them up today. I hope the big elastic band around my waist doesnt STILL flop down every time I sit down, but I imagine it will. I will wear those pants tonite, and the khaki ones tomorrow with my black top. That will be cute. Oh, and I have to get them a card. Dad and Lonna Rae have the gift we went in on together. I hope they like it. It is a havdalah set. It is silver and really pretty. Adam and I don't have a havdalah set. I would like one, but the one that matches our mezuzah is like 160...or so. Although Lonna Rae can get a discount at the temple gift shop, we have more important things to purchase. LIKE BABY STUFF!!
Mom finally told her boss that I'm "with family", which I am not sure he understood, and her and I laughed about. I told her I had never heard that terminology before. Very odd.... But then she made some comment about the blood work for my pregnancy blah blah blah, and he finally got it. She said it was some old fashioned saying. WHATEV! Nice that he knows though.
She is starting to get pretty excited. And per Felicia, they had a "talk" with her about becoming excited and involved when they were in Chicago for mother's day. Glad to hear that! Mom did not know what a onesy was, and I thought that was pretty interesting, but she was adamant about cloth diapers and services and such, which I am not sure we can afford. She did say that she wanted a list of the "ABSOLUTE NECESSITIES NEEDED TO BRING HOME THE BABY", so I will email her a list. I told her the thing I was concerned about was that we get the baby mattress. Because the baby really can't sleep on the mattress we have...it is used and there are 2 small holes. And the fact that the mattress is too squishy for him to sleep on safely.
Anyways, Adam and I went over our list and found the necessities, and there are a few things that are more necessities in my mind than in his (surprise, surprise, surprise!!) I will send these off to Harriet. I know she will disagree with some items, but they are small and I will need them. Like the boppy! She will NOT know what a boppy is, but it is VERY important in breastfeeding. It holds the baby up to my breast level so that I don't have to hold him up there myself AND try to feed. Also, better than pillows, because pillows are big and bulky and I may not get them back into that same position again without disturbing the baby. This is SUPER IMPORtANT!! He will already be crying and want to be fed, the easier and less maneuvering the better. (i know, keep justifying...) BUT I WANT IT!!!!!!!
I also need an additional boppy slip-cover, for when one is being washed. Diapers, apparently Charles says we will change the baby around 7 times per day! EEGADS... and Diaper Wipes, the Johnson's bathtime essentials gift set for when we bathe the baby (and yes this may only be sponge bathing every few days or so, but still, he will be born in dead summer, and spitting up alot! This will also require the Safety 1st Comfy Bath Center, which is only $15 at Babies R Us.
Now I know that the Prince Lionheart Table Top Diaper Depot is not necessary to bring home the baby, but will make those 7 diaper changings per day much easier, and at $13, who can kvetch??
The Dr Brown's Natural Flow Deluxe Gift Set of bottles is $49, but will make Mommy get some sleep when Daddy is feeding the baby in the night! We will also need the Dr Brown's sterilizer. Okay, the bottle warmer is not so majorly important. Hot water is still available even with the price of gas! (gas water heater).
We will need the boppy changing pad cover set to hold the little tike as we change and pamper his little tushy. Can't have him laying on the hard wooden surface of his changing table!!!
The pump and save bags are very important. I am not listing the breast pump as mandatory, because Tina will let us use hers as long as we return it (along with everything else she lends us) when we are done. And if someone buys us the pump, maybe we will use it, maybe we will return it for store credit. Unsure at this point in time.
I will ABSOLUTETY need the Avent Breast Shields!! My nipples will be sore, and this is a necessity! Along with the Medela disposable nursing bra pads, nipple protectors, and the tender care lanolin to moisturize! Need I say more....
We need the First Years Double Scrubber Bottle Brush.
THE ALL IMPORTANT CAR SEAT. And I don't care what Frances and Harriet say, I am not BUYING OR ACCEPTING ANYTHING OTHER THAN A BRAND NEW SEAT. (her life was in you hands, dude!!!) We also need the car seat base. The two stage care seat protector, which protects our leather from being damaged with the car seat resting there for YEARS, is not necessary to bring home the baby. I am trying to be somewhat practical here folks!
The baby monitor, yes, needed. First Aid Kit, YES needed. Pacifiers, yet NEEDED! Pacifier clip, to hold pacifier to clothing if it falls (or otherwise) out of baby's mouth? NEEDED. Breast therapy balm, yep, you guessed it, NEEDED.
SleepSack, needed. However, Tina may give us some that Claire grew out of.
Mattress pad, NEEDED. Diaper Genie Twistaway refills, NEEDED. I think Tina will give us her diaper genie too.
The First Years Air Flow Sleep Positioner, NEEDED. Receiving blankets, needed. Swaddlers, needed.
Carter's 3-pack lap pads (in animal prints...hehe) NEEDED!!! I don't want spit up rolling down any parts of me that I can prevent!!!
Dreft - needed. Sorry baby, can't wash your things in tide and downy yet!
OKAY! That about covers the must have's. Not too bad.... We will see what Harriet says. But I really don't need her to agree completely, and I know she won't. And that is OKAY!
There are a couple things I need to remove from the registry, but don't want to go there because I don't really want to know what has been purchased. And Adam SURELY doesn't want to know. Oh well, if we get all 3 car seats I accidentally registered for(2 of one kind and one of another...), well store credit will do.
And, back to collection calls it is.....
Friday, May 16, 2008
Week 27 - Blood tests...yuck
Well suck! To quatlify as anemic, my blood has to be 34 and under. Guess what? I am 33.8!!!
AND!!! To qualify as Gestationally Diabetic, my blood has to be over 140. IT'S 151!!!!!
So this means, next Tuesday I have to fast, no food or water after midnight on Monday, and be at the lab for a 3 hour test beginning at 8am.
Not so fun.
They told me I would have my results by Thursday, and on Friday afternoon they call with the "bad fail" news. I failed, but badly.
However, 15 % of all women who fail the first diabetes test, pass the second one. And it can be monitored with diet and excercise.
Told Mom, and of course she just KNOWS that I will be diabetic forever now. How encouraging. I love her supportive self!
Well, otherwise the pregnancy is going well. My one muscle on the top left side of my belly hurts quite frequently. Daily, more often alot.
And Elliot is KILLING me at work. I really don't want to come back here when the baby is born. I KNOW there are more part time jobs out there. And I wouldn't have to take his condescending, chauvanistic, "B-I-L-L" bullshit. I could have dropped out of 10th grade and he would not treat me any different.
COCK-ASS!
Sleeping is still okay, except for around 5:30-6:00, I can't really sleep much thereafter. And that sucks. Especially if I can't get a nap in the daytime.
I dreampt about a a man who, below his penis, had no balls, but a clitoris! And then I went down on him, after being at some school away from home where we were growing "herbs", and working at an indoor growing lab/store. I had some things I was growing there, and needed to take them home when the class was ending, and needed to do it privately. SO I began trusting this guy there to help me get all the equipment and stuff out in his van or suburban (it was white - with alot of windows). The dream was very real. I went down on him towards the end of my dream. And Adam was there somehow, but he knew that my relationship with this other guy was just to get everything out of the store/lab place. Everything was kept in these 2 3x3x3 cubbies just off the floor to the right of my lab space. And near the end, the guy told everyone else in the class to see what was in there, but didn't tell him it was all mine.
It was all very strange.
Adam was a bit bothered by the hermaphroditic part of my dream, at first. As was I. Although it seemed quite normal in my dream, just like something I hadn't yet experienced.
WHORE-MOANS, gotta love 'em.
AND!!! To qualify as Gestationally Diabetic, my blood has to be over 140. IT'S 151!!!!!
So this means, next Tuesday I have to fast, no food or water after midnight on Monday, and be at the lab for a 3 hour test beginning at 8am.
Not so fun.
They told me I would have my results by Thursday, and on Friday afternoon they call with the "bad fail" news. I failed, but badly.
However, 15 % of all women who fail the first diabetes test, pass the second one. And it can be monitored with diet and excercise.
Told Mom, and of course she just KNOWS that I will be diabetic forever now. How encouraging. I love her supportive self!
Well, otherwise the pregnancy is going well. My one muscle on the top left side of my belly hurts quite frequently. Daily, more often alot.
And Elliot is KILLING me at work. I really don't want to come back here when the baby is born. I KNOW there are more part time jobs out there. And I wouldn't have to take his condescending, chauvanistic, "B-I-L-L" bullshit. I could have dropped out of 10th grade and he would not treat me any different.
COCK-ASS!
Sleeping is still okay, except for around 5:30-6:00, I can't really sleep much thereafter. And that sucks. Especially if I can't get a nap in the daytime.
I dreampt about a a man who, below his penis, had no balls, but a clitoris! And then I went down on him, after being at some school away from home where we were growing "herbs", and working at an indoor growing lab/store. I had some things I was growing there, and needed to take them home when the class was ending, and needed to do it privately. SO I began trusting this guy there to help me get all the equipment and stuff out in his van or suburban (it was white - with alot of windows). The dream was very real. I went down on him towards the end of my dream. And Adam was there somehow, but he knew that my relationship with this other guy was just to get everything out of the store/lab place. Everything was kept in these 2 3x3x3 cubbies just off the floor to the right of my lab space. And near the end, the guy told everyone else in the class to see what was in there, but didn't tell him it was all mine.
It was all very strange.
Adam was a bit bothered by the hermaphroditic part of my dream, at first. As was I. Although it seemed quite normal in my dream, just like something I hadn't yet experienced.
WHORE-MOANS, gotta love 'em.
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Mid 25th week
Things are moving fast! I keep having these whelming feelings that we are going to be parents. We are going to have to instill values and morals into a fresh new human being. We are going to have to teach by example, and offer opportunities, and give advice, and repromand...A CHILD!! This will have bearing on the rest of his life! OMG!!!
And I worry a bit about labor. More than that, I worry that it will happen so fast there won't be time for the DRUGS I have been looking forward to for the last 6 months. I don't want to give birth, like Keita, in the backseat of the car. Of course I don't have to worry about my 2 year old watching and listening from the front seat, like she did. I would be cursing like a freaking sailor, if I were giving birth in the back seat of a car...OFF THE TOLLWAY!!! After having my hubby write a check to the tollbooth lady, who was so insensitive to let them pass without paying the FORTY CENTS or so. Wow! What an ordeal.
Anyways, my boss Elliot and I got into a really bad argument yesterday. He is not very intelligent, and really doesn't get the fact that I am a very fast learner, fast paced, and way out of his league as far as brains go. Not being mean....just honest. I have run multi-million dollar businesses! And his one man show, and his attitude..ARE KILLING ME!!! He treats me like I am 3, yells at me all the time, and for this I am making SHIT money! I am not sure I will come back after the baby is born. I am just not sure. I realize I am hormonal and kooky. But I really try to not get upset with him until he has gone way over the top, with either yelling, or belittling, or condescending... I KNOW HOW TO SPELL BILL!!! B-I-L-L, he said to me 3 times one day. I almost walked out!
ARGH!
Oh well. I am going home now! See ya!
And I worry a bit about labor. More than that, I worry that it will happen so fast there won't be time for the DRUGS I have been looking forward to for the last 6 months. I don't want to give birth, like Keita, in the backseat of the car. Of course I don't have to worry about my 2 year old watching and listening from the front seat, like she did. I would be cursing like a freaking sailor, if I were giving birth in the back seat of a car...OFF THE TOLLWAY!!! After having my hubby write a check to the tollbooth lady, who was so insensitive to let them pass without paying the FORTY CENTS or so. Wow! What an ordeal.
Anyways, my boss Elliot and I got into a really bad argument yesterday. He is not very intelligent, and really doesn't get the fact that I am a very fast learner, fast paced, and way out of his league as far as brains go. Not being mean....just honest. I have run multi-million dollar businesses! And his one man show, and his attitude..ARE KILLING ME!!! He treats me like I am 3, yells at me all the time, and for this I am making SHIT money! I am not sure I will come back after the baby is born. I am just not sure. I realize I am hormonal and kooky. But I really try to not get upset with him until he has gone way over the top, with either yelling, or belittling, or condescending... I KNOW HOW TO SPELL BILL!!! B-I-L-L, he said to me 3 times one day. I almost walked out!
ARGH!
Oh well. I am going home now! See ya!
Monday, April 28, 2008
Week 25 and I feel fine!
Also got a raise today! YAY!!
Babe Habee has been pushing my lower abdomen with elbows or hands alot in the past day or two. Like right now. Feels like he is doing some power walking, without the walking part. Or maybe that TaiBo excercise where you pretend you are hitting the small boxing bag above your head. It is lot of movement and happening pretty quickly. Also, began getting some feet movements in my upper abdomen, nearing my ribs. This, I remember. But it still feels strange. Some of the motions lately make me feel a bit noxious, yet I don't want to throw up. But, they are pushing and poking in some strange places.
Per Dr. Nopain, the baby weighs 1.7 pounds as of last Thursday, and is doing very well. We saw his face some on the monitor and that was really weird. Of course it is in black and white, but it is pretty close to seeing a real person. Getting more detailed every time we go. This is all still very odd to me.
Had a scare/anger moment earlier, Adam slipped up and told me there was a 2nd bomb threat at his work. This made me freak out! I had to hang up. he didn't want me to worry, which, after pondering/feeling the stupid emotions of it all, I UNDERSTAND (yes, I said it...). but still became very upset. The first one was last week. This time, though, since the threat was against the animal lab, they evacuated that floor and his floor since he is right above the animal lab. FOR 2 HOURS!!! They found nothing, which was very good. Still worried me though. Course, his mom called while they were all outside, and he told her what was happening...but not me. I was upset about that too. He didn't tell her not to tell me, he just hadn't told me yet. Okay, done...over it. Although, we are pricing all this life insurance right now, which seems to add to the scariness of it all.
Anyways, enough of that!
Let me type about my weekend! I spent most of saturday shopping...and having a sad mood swing because I miss Erin so much. I called Adam crying, after pulling over and told him that I was sad and missed her. I was listening to music, and the weather was beautiful, and running errands, and miss her. So, I gathered myself together, and then called Erin...and cried some more. She did have some trouble deciphering my words a bit, but I was able to repeat myself so she could understand. I think it made her feel good that she is not the only one who feels these crazy feelings. So we talked about her upcoming trip to Israel, and her school, and how she has been partying more since her big birthday, and school has been suffering. Funny, she will be out of town for Jared's birthday, and he wasn't able to go out for her birthday...
So, I finished my shopping, and came home to relax, and then cook a bunch for Danielle's shower. I made some fabulous sandwiches: Tarragon-caper egg salad with Norweigen smoked salmon and watercress on some lovely rolls (sourdough, 3 seed, and 10 grain). I also made portobello sauteed with onions on pumpernickel with red leaf lettuce, tomato, and a tahini sauce. The mushroom mixture was kinda spicy with the cajun seasoning I added. But it was great. Then I had some cubed white cheese overnight soaking with green olives, tomatos, artichokes in olive oil. I had some cheese from Spain that was just like brie but a little milder, with some crackers and a sliced up french baguette loaf. There were grapes and pineapple, and carrots, and then Ang made some delicious desserts! lemon white chocolate ganache truffles with blueberry in the middle, carrot cake mini muffins with cream cheese icing and little carrots on top, and tuxedo chocolate covered strawberries, as well as dark chocolate covered strawberries. MMMMM MMMMM MMMMMM!!!
Oh, so the limo picked me up at 10:15am, and we were off eating and drinking champagne on the way to the nail salon. Got manicures and pedicures, and then ate some more. Danielle opened her friend April's gift, and then we took April back to the nail salon. From there we picked up Jacque and more champagne, and headed to low tea at the very special hotel where Ang had her 30th birthday party. We sat in the same area! HA!
There we stuffed our faces on 5 different sandwiches, along with the Rainforest Mote' tea. Then we had a golden raisin scone with devonshire cream and strawberry jam served with the vanilla bean tea. Then we had 4 desserts that included passion fruit cream cake, chocolate sesame crisp, mango maccaroon, and a raspberry torte served with the Pear Caramel tea. We were stuffed, but there were also white, regular and dark chocolate truffles to be had. Which...I did! :)
The limo took us all home, and I hit the couch at about 8:30 or so, after finding I had forgotten my house keys and had to call Adam to let me in. He, of course, was at Claire's house!
Lovely, lovely day!
Babe Habee has been pushing my lower abdomen with elbows or hands alot in the past day or two. Like right now. Feels like he is doing some power walking, without the walking part. Or maybe that TaiBo excercise where you pretend you are hitting the small boxing bag above your head. It is lot of movement and happening pretty quickly. Also, began getting some feet movements in my upper abdomen, nearing my ribs. This, I remember. But it still feels strange. Some of the motions lately make me feel a bit noxious, yet I don't want to throw up. But, they are pushing and poking in some strange places.
Per Dr. Nopain, the baby weighs 1.7 pounds as of last Thursday, and is doing very well. We saw his face some on the monitor and that was really weird. Of course it is in black and white, but it is pretty close to seeing a real person. Getting more detailed every time we go. This is all still very odd to me.
Had a scare/anger moment earlier, Adam slipped up and told me there was a 2nd bomb threat at his work. This made me freak out! I had to hang up. he didn't want me to worry, which, after pondering/feeling the stupid emotions of it all, I UNDERSTAND (yes, I said it...). but still became very upset. The first one was last week. This time, though, since the threat was against the animal lab, they evacuated that floor and his floor since he is right above the animal lab. FOR 2 HOURS!!! They found nothing, which was very good. Still worried me though. Course, his mom called while they were all outside, and he told her what was happening...but not me. I was upset about that too. He didn't tell her not to tell me, he just hadn't told me yet. Okay, done...over it. Although, we are pricing all this life insurance right now, which seems to add to the scariness of it all.
Anyways, enough of that!
Let me type about my weekend! I spent most of saturday shopping...and having a sad mood swing because I miss Erin so much. I called Adam crying, after pulling over and told him that I was sad and missed her. I was listening to music, and the weather was beautiful, and running errands, and miss her. So, I gathered myself together, and then called Erin...and cried some more. She did have some trouble deciphering my words a bit, but I was able to repeat myself so she could understand. I think it made her feel good that she is not the only one who feels these crazy feelings. So we talked about her upcoming trip to Israel, and her school, and how she has been partying more since her big birthday, and school has been suffering. Funny, she will be out of town for Jared's birthday, and he wasn't able to go out for her birthday...
So, I finished my shopping, and came home to relax, and then cook a bunch for Danielle's shower. I made some fabulous sandwiches: Tarragon-caper egg salad with Norweigen smoked salmon and watercress on some lovely rolls (sourdough, 3 seed, and 10 grain). I also made portobello sauteed with onions on pumpernickel with red leaf lettuce, tomato, and a tahini sauce. The mushroom mixture was kinda spicy with the cajun seasoning I added. But it was great. Then I had some cubed white cheese overnight soaking with green olives, tomatos, artichokes in olive oil. I had some cheese from Spain that was just like brie but a little milder, with some crackers and a sliced up french baguette loaf. There were grapes and pineapple, and carrots, and then Ang made some delicious desserts! lemon white chocolate ganache truffles with blueberry in the middle, carrot cake mini muffins with cream cheese icing and little carrots on top, and tuxedo chocolate covered strawberries, as well as dark chocolate covered strawberries. MMMMM MMMMM MMMMMM!!!
Oh, so the limo picked me up at 10:15am, and we were off eating and drinking champagne on the way to the nail salon. Got manicures and pedicures, and then ate some more. Danielle opened her friend April's gift, and then we took April back to the nail salon. From there we picked up Jacque and more champagne, and headed to low tea at the very special hotel where Ang had her 30th birthday party. We sat in the same area! HA!
There we stuffed our faces on 5 different sandwiches, along with the Rainforest Mote' tea. Then we had a golden raisin scone with devonshire cream and strawberry jam served with the vanilla bean tea. Then we had 4 desserts that included passion fruit cream cake, chocolate sesame crisp, mango maccaroon, and a raspberry torte served with the Pear Caramel tea. We were stuffed, but there were also white, regular and dark chocolate truffles to be had. Which...I did! :)
The limo took us all home, and I hit the couch at about 8:30 or so, after finding I had forgotten my house keys and had to call Adam to let me in. He, of course, was at Claire's house!
Lovely, lovely day!
Friday, April 25, 2008
Week 24
Beginning of the THIRD and FINAL trimester is here! WOW! I sure hope labor goes this fast. Well, wait a minute. That may mean it happens too fast for drugs, and that would be AWEFUL!!! I WANT DRUGS!!!!
Anyways, dreampt that AbbyGale had a hair ball behind her left shoulder and I was cutting it off as she was walking away from me. Hmm... decided baths were in order and I gave Niner a bath before Adam got home yesterday, and then he and I gave Abby one. They smell so fresh and clean... Honey I Washed The Kids from Lush is the best dog soap ever. Course it's not made for dogs, but it surely can be used on dogs!
Also, wake up with strange songs in my head EVERY FREAKING DAY!! It makes me not want to listen to music cus it hinders my restful sleep...singing to myself (and the baby) all damn night long. Adam doesn't quite understand. Cus periodically he will start to sing some song RIGHT BEFORE BED! And I am all "honey, don't sing that. I don't want it stuck in my head!" Ah, well...
Also, baby has been getting hiccups for the last week or so. A week ago Thursday I couldn't quite figure it out. There was this repeating in and out sensation in my lower belly. I was hanging out in the nursery (hehe sounds so funny to say) and flup-flup. After a while I realized that it was happening regularly and began to pay more attention to the sensation. SURE-AS-SHIT!!!! There it was. Hiccups. Happened twice that day. May have happened before and I just didn't know it! Now it seems to happen every other day or so. Which brings me to my oddbal questions:
1) How can he get the hiccups when he DOESN'T BREATHE AIR???
2) Does he sink with gravity in the amniotic fluid? Or does he just float around cus he doesn't breathe air? Or what?? Cus sometimes it feels as though he floats around. Just cus I am on my right side, doesn't mean I feel him sink down there.
3) We were at the nursery (OH OH OH! He has the hiccups RIGHT NOW!!!!) at the hospital before my Maternal Fetal Medicine (MFM) appointment for my third videotaping of the baby, and we saw a fresh new baby girl. Her ambilical cord had been cut (obviously) and was clipped with a CHIP CLIP!! Anywho...the belly button was pink like skin for about 1/2 inch, and then the other 2 inches or so was white. Like weird white. But it wasn't white right where the clip was, cus the clip was about halfway in the middle of the whole-piece-thing! It was white about 3/4 inch below the clip (towards the button of the belly) and then white for another inch or so beyond the clip. HOW DOES IT KNOW WHERE TO BE WHITE AND NOT BE WHITE? I guess the white part will die and fall off, but I am not really clear on how all this works. Very confused...
4)
OKAY! NOTE TO SELF...never eat mozzerella AGAIN while pregnant. I was so swollen for 24 solid (haha) hours, it was AWFUL!! I couldn't believe it! OMG! It was so bad!
So this brings me to think about all the crazy things that you may or may not experience while pregnant:
1) Hemmorhoids - well, so far so good, none of them plague me! Thank GOD!!
2) Sleep problems - again, chalk that one up to luck cus I sleep pretty dang good. 'cept for the strange dreams and songs that get stuck in my head. But as far as being comfortable, I am good to go!!!
3) Heartburn - none yet. Of course I feel really lucky that I didn't have worse morning sickness. I had some nausea but didn't throw up once! YAY!
4) Mood swings - okay let's not joke around here - THEY SUCK...and poor Adam having to put up with me when I "have a moment". Which the "moments" are really 2 different things. There is the a) restless, cranky, jittery leg thing when I am usually too hot, or uncomfortable, and Adam knows I need to go RIGHT TO BED... and then there is the b) mood swing. Which 'swing' is not the best word for this situation. It's more like a bomb, or crash, or jolt. It happens so fast, and is so intense that I know Adam just wants to turn and run for cover! Hell, I even want to run from myself! It sucks. I have had 2 VERY BAD ones, and many many many other not so bad ones. The worst one was at night, after Ang had left after being over, and I got NOTHING done but supporting her and her finance maintenance, and then Erin called and I should have not answered, or told her I would call back, because I was just stewing (funny word really) and it made things worse, and THEN, Adam was so tired, that he was falling asleep!!! during my intial vent session, which only FUELED MY FIRE!!! I called him a name I would have never ever ever even thought about calling him before, and told him to get outta my face!! It was a horrific experience! Now I am sure there was a second big mood swing,
A.D.D. - my new favorite word is INKLE!!! I decided this when I used the word inkling, and wanted to start using the present tense of this word in my every day lingo! I had an INKLE!! Say it. Out loud. NOW! It makes me giggle....hehehehe
Oh, and Danielle's shower is this weekend! Thank god! I need a mani/pedi and I am really looking forward to high tea at the Adolphus! It's so much fun! Plus, we get to ride around in a limo all day! YAY!! I have only been in limos for funerals! Never for prom, or wedding, or anything. It seemed to be too much money for what it was. But this will be great since we have the same limo all day, and we can store our food and champagne and sodas and gifts in there while we get pampered and have high tea. (i said high...heheh)
I am really excited about the tea because we are having organic verbena mint, vanilla bean, and pear caramel!!! And I have no idea what delicious treats will be served with the tea, but I know it will be special!
Ang is making chocolate covered strawberries, mini carrot cup cakes with cream cheese icing, and lemon blueberry truffles!!! DELISH!!!
I am making some exotic sandwhiches of which I haven't decided which ones yet. Maybe grilled open-faced vegie, pesto, and mozzerella sandwiches, or cucumber, radish and watercress with truffled goat cheese, or crisp cheese-filled eggplant sandwiches with pomegranate molasses (haha MOLE-ASSES!!!), or portebello mushroom with tahini sandwiches, or tarragon-caper egg sandwiches with smoked salmon, or grilleed gorgonzolla, pear and watercress sandwiches, or morccan carrot and goat chees sandwiches with green olive tapenade, or pita sandwiches with eggplant, peppers, tomatoes and cucumber, or grilled eggplant wioth lemon aioli, feta, and mint, or salmon and cucumber layered sandwiches!!! MMM...
My favorites are the first four! Grilled open-faced vegie, pesto, and mozzerella sandwiches, or cucumber, radish and watercress with truffled goat cheese, or crisp cheese-filled eggplant sandwiches with pomegranate molasses (haha MOLE-ASSES!!!), or portebello mushroom with tahini sandwiches.
WOW! Whatever shall I do????
Well, I guess I should get back to work now! DANG!
Anyways, dreampt that AbbyGale had a hair ball behind her left shoulder and I was cutting it off as she was walking away from me. Hmm... decided baths were in order and I gave Niner a bath before Adam got home yesterday, and then he and I gave Abby one. They smell so fresh and clean... Honey I Washed The Kids from Lush is the best dog soap ever. Course it's not made for dogs, but it surely can be used on dogs!
Also, wake up with strange songs in my head EVERY FREAKING DAY!! It makes me not want to listen to music cus it hinders my restful sleep...singing to myself (and the baby) all damn night long. Adam doesn't quite understand. Cus periodically he will start to sing some song RIGHT BEFORE BED! And I am all "honey, don't sing that. I don't want it stuck in my head!" Ah, well...
Also, baby has been getting hiccups for the last week or so. A week ago Thursday I couldn't quite figure it out. There was this repeating in and out sensation in my lower belly. I was hanging out in the nursery (hehe sounds so funny to say) and flup-flup. After a while I realized that it was happening regularly and began to pay more attention to the sensation. SURE-AS-SHIT!!!! There it was. Hiccups. Happened twice that day. May have happened before and I just didn't know it! Now it seems to happen every other day or so. Which brings me to my oddbal questions:
1) How can he get the hiccups when he DOESN'T BREATHE AIR???
2) Does he sink with gravity in the amniotic fluid? Or does he just float around cus he doesn't breathe air? Or what?? Cus sometimes it feels as though he floats around. Just cus I am on my right side, doesn't mean I feel him sink down there.
3) We were at the nursery (OH OH OH! He has the hiccups RIGHT NOW!!!!) at the hospital before my Maternal Fetal Medicine (MFM) appointment for my third videotaping of the baby, and we saw a fresh new baby girl. Her ambilical cord had been cut (obviously) and was clipped with a CHIP CLIP!! Anywho...the belly button was pink like skin for about 1/2 inch, and then the other 2 inches or so was white. Like weird white. But it wasn't white right where the clip was, cus the clip was about halfway in the middle of the whole-piece-thing! It was white about 3/4 inch below the clip (towards the button of the belly) and then white for another inch or so beyond the clip. HOW DOES IT KNOW WHERE TO BE WHITE AND NOT BE WHITE? I guess the white part will die and fall off, but I am not really clear on how all this works. Very confused...
4)
OKAY! NOTE TO SELF...never eat mozzerella AGAIN while pregnant. I was so swollen for 24 solid (haha) hours, it was AWFUL!! I couldn't believe it! OMG! It was so bad!
So this brings me to think about all the crazy things that you may or may not experience while pregnant:
1) Hemmorhoids - well, so far so good, none of them plague me! Thank GOD!!
2) Sleep problems - again, chalk that one up to luck cus I sleep pretty dang good. 'cept for the strange dreams and songs that get stuck in my head. But as far as being comfortable, I am good to go!!!
3) Heartburn - none yet. Of course I feel really lucky that I didn't have worse morning sickness. I had some nausea but didn't throw up once! YAY!
4) Mood swings - okay let's not joke around here - THEY SUCK...and poor Adam having to put up with me when I "have a moment". Which the "moments" are really 2 different things. There is the a) restless, cranky, jittery leg thing when I am usually too hot, or uncomfortable, and Adam knows I need to go RIGHT TO BED... and then there is the b) mood swing. Which 'swing' is not the best word for this situation. It's more like a bomb, or crash, or jolt. It happens so fast, and is so intense that I know Adam just wants to turn and run for cover! Hell, I even want to run from myself! It sucks. I have had 2 VERY BAD ones, and many many many other not so bad ones. The worst one was at night, after Ang had left after being over, and I got NOTHING done but supporting her and her finance maintenance, and then Erin called and I should have not answered, or told her I would call back, because I was just stewing (funny word really) and it made things worse, and THEN, Adam was so tired, that he was falling asleep!!! during my intial vent session, which only FUELED MY FIRE!!! I called him a name I would have never ever ever even thought about calling him before, and told him to get outta my face!! It was a horrific experience! Now I am sure there was a second big mood swing,
A.D.D. - my new favorite word is INKLE!!! I decided this when I used the word inkling, and wanted to start using the present tense of this word in my every day lingo! I had an INKLE!! Say it. Out loud. NOW! It makes me giggle....hehehehe
Oh, and Danielle's shower is this weekend! Thank god! I need a mani/pedi and I am really looking forward to high tea at the Adolphus! It's so much fun! Plus, we get to ride around in a limo all day! YAY!! I have only been in limos for funerals! Never for prom, or wedding, or anything. It seemed to be too much money for what it was. But this will be great since we have the same limo all day, and we can store our food and champagne and sodas and gifts in there while we get pampered and have high tea. (i said high...heheh)
I am really excited about the tea because we are having organic verbena mint, vanilla bean, and pear caramel!!! And I have no idea what delicious treats will be served with the tea, but I know it will be special!
Ang is making chocolate covered strawberries, mini carrot cup cakes with cream cheese icing, and lemon blueberry truffles!!! DELISH!!!
I am making some exotic sandwhiches of which I haven't decided which ones yet. Maybe grilled open-faced vegie, pesto, and mozzerella sandwiches, or cucumber, radish and watercress with truffled goat cheese, or crisp cheese-filled eggplant sandwiches with pomegranate molasses (haha MOLE-ASSES!!!), or portebello mushroom with tahini sandwiches, or tarragon-caper egg sandwiches with smoked salmon, or grilleed gorgonzolla, pear and watercress sandwiches, or morccan carrot and goat chees sandwiches with green olive tapenade, or pita sandwiches with eggplant, peppers, tomatoes and cucumber, or grilled eggplant wioth lemon aioli, feta, and mint, or salmon and cucumber layered sandwiches!!! MMM...
My favorites are the first four! Grilled open-faced vegie, pesto, and mozzerella sandwiches, or cucumber, radish and watercress with truffled goat cheese, or crisp cheese-filled eggplant sandwiches with pomegranate molasses (haha MOLE-ASSES!!!), or portebello mushroom with tahini sandwiches.
WOW! Whatever shall I do????
Well, I guess I should get back to work now! DANG!
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