Monday, December 13, 2010

Christmas Cards ordered

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Ordered Christmas cards :) Well...just a few. It's so hard not to want to order from Shutterfly. We opted for another site for more, cheaper, and faster but I was still in love enough with these to order just a few. I may go back and buy more...lol

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

How freaking BORED am I?


Having raised two children (mostly) already as (mostly) a single mom I am enjoying a different experience this time around. I say mostly a single mom because even though I had to work when I had Hannah, I lived with my parents. I am realizing now how absolutely awesome that was. I worked full time, I got to go out pretty often, they got up with the baby in the middle of the night with me, and I got to go to the gym an hour a day almost every day. Holy cow was I spoiled! I wish they could come live with me again. I was all gung ho about hitting the gym after the baby and there's just not enough time! I feel like I have ZERO time for me. Bill's schedule is crazy and what is the point of going to the gym one or two days a week when you're dogg asss tired from getting up in the middle of the night with the baby and only averaging about 5-6 hours of sleep a night and not uninterrupted sleep at that.

So, to quote the words of any intelligent child...I want my Mommy & Daddy! LOL

Anyone who thinks that life as a stay at home mom is easier than being a working mom is crazy. If anything it's harder and lonlier and feels less rewarding even though I wouldn't want to miss any part of Hailey growing up. I just miss getting to be me from time to time. Ok...all the time. It's also hard staying home alone with a baby while your husband flies off to Key West or to stay at a house in the Hamptons for the weekend and all you get to do is sit around and be drooled on. But as I have been told that is the life of a Mom. Can I have someone else's life for a day??

Aside from the sleep deprivation, the lack of time for myself, my inability to lose the last ten pounds of baby fat, and my insane lonliness...I'm actually doing quite well thanks for asking! I went and got my hair done recently. Back to blonde! The chick hacked off so much of my hair that it is now really easy to fix, but not entirely the most attractive thing I've ever seen. Oh well. No one's looking at me anyway right? I'd love to lose that last bit of weight before PAX in September but that would require me to stop eating crap and stick to a diet that I have all the tools to be successful with. I need some motivation.

Hailey is 3 months old today and doing really well. She's a very high maintenance baby which makes it hard to get anything done. Most days my schoolwork (still going full time!) and housework gets pushed aside so I can play on the ground with her or just talk to her...I have to talk to someone right? And I'm trying to cram in some gaming time but it's hard. This week I've been playing Lego Harry Potter which is super fun. I tried to have Hannah help me but she really is just frustrating to game with. Hannah shoot the spider, Hannah shoot the spider, fine I'll shoot the spider. You have to get the coins, Hannah for the love of God get the coins, I don't want to have to do the level over just to get "True Wizard" we need the coins! I've found that if I leave the game on, I can play a level or two in between Haileys extremely short daily naps. It's better than nothing I guess.

So what does a bored housewife do with her free time?? Hahaha...free time...yeah right. Well she watches a lot of HGTV and starts eyeing her furniture thinking if I have to stare at this ugly crap all day long I'm going to lose it! So that brings me to the couch picture at the top of this blog post. That is our loveseat with the ugly pillows that came with it (and the couch) and I have hated them the whole time, but I like the red furniture. So Hailey and I took a trip to JoAnn's Fabrics and spent a ridiculous amount of time picking out new fabric to recover the pillows.
The end result?? Much cuter!
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Or at least I think so and considering I'm the one that has to stare at it all day, my opinion is the only one that matters.

I'm not sure what my next project will be, but that one was fairly quick and rewarding.

Next adventure?? Aunt Jen is coming to visit for a week so maybe I'll blog again after that...but most likely it will be another month.

Friday, June 18, 2010

Bad new mommie...update time!


I can't believe Hailey is a little over 2 months old now. Time flies! I haven't had time to blog. I've been using my little free time to do important things like play facebook games or brush my teeth. You forget after not having little kids for so long just how much effort they require. Couple that with a full load of classes this summer, trying to keep up with the housework, and trying to squeeze in ANY gaming time at all?? Yikes!

Summer has kicked off and we now have our mixed herd of FIVE children in the house. My Mother was kind enough to drive Ethan up here this week to complete the group. I could have cried when she left! Having her around made everything so much more bearable. I mean...I can handle the crowd of kids while hubbie works all day. But having an extra pair of hands around was just heavenly. Not to mention I was actually able to get a ridiculous amount of schoolwork done. I try to do it when it's just me and the kids. Have you ever tried to study while a herd of girls sings karaoke to "Achy Breaky Heart"?? It's amusing but not good for concentrating.

Hailey is doing great. She hasn't done that glorious 5-6 hour sleep in the night that most 2 month olds do, but for the most part she falls back asleep after she gets up in the middle of the night. Except for some nights when she just wants to stay awake and smile and coo. It's cute, but dayum I still get tired. During the day she has started fussing alot. She gets really tired and just won't take good naps. So it's like a marathon run trying to get stuff done. As soon as I put her down I'm off like a rocket to get as much cleaning done as possible, or schoolwork, or gaming!

I have been doing some gaming. We got Blur, Split Second, and I just got Red Dead Redemption and Alan Wake from gamefly. I've only gotten 1 hour of Alan Wake in, but it was pretty creepy/cool. I wish I had more free time to game, but there is no time to be had. I really miss spending a day just gaming. Maybe in a few years..lol.

We're keeping the kids entertained this summer, or trying to. There's not a lot I can do because Hailey really doesn't do well in the Florida summer heat and it's really kicking my butt this year too. Maybe it's postpartum hormones which are apparently responsible for a host of issues I'm having ranging from numb fingers to insanely painful shooting pains in my arm...fun! So far we have already managed a trip to the water park, bill took the girls to the beach, a couple trips to the neighborhood pool, a Tracy Lawrence concert, Hooters...lol And that's pretty good for the first week. Today's trip? Bowling...cause they have AC.

That's all I can think of for now. Tomorrow I'm taking a personal sanity day while my insanely amazing husband watches five kids. Do I think he can handle it? Absolutely not. I'll probably come home and he'll be all cranky and fed up. But I figure I've lived here a year and have been pregnant or had a baby the whole time so I am due for one day of relaxing.

What will I do you ask? If the weather doesn't turn to crap I plan on hitting Blackwater River and tubing with some crazy people and just relaxing...

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Hailey is here!


I apologize for my lack of better pictures. I've been very busy the last four days snuggling my new baby. Hailey Michelle Webb was born at 3:11am on Tuesday April 13th. She weighed in at 7 pounds 8 ounces, my biggest baby yet and 19 3/4 inches. She aced her first exam, getting a 9 out of 10 on her apgar, and aside from a little newborn baby rash, and some jaundice levels that cleared up by the time we left the hospital...she's perfect.

I bet you're wondering how I went from my 5 day I think I'm peeing my pants blog to baby is here blog. I suppose the tinkling wasn't tinkling. After picking Hannah up from school on Monday I layed down to relax. Shortly thereafter I wet my pants. Ew. Change undies, lay back down. Wet them again. Ew. Start to get excited when there is more wet. Bounce a little to see if it's really what I think it is. Tell Hannah. Call Hubbie, call mom, call neighbor to get Hannah. Got rid of Hannah in about 5 minutes, and was off to the hospital within the hour.

I won't go into all the gory delivery details. No one wants to hear that. Except for Gina probably who is just a sick puppy to begin with. I was still only 1cm dilated though, so they started the pitocin going, but slowly. Someone forgot to inform me that I had tested positive for group b strep and had to have a few bags of penicillin IV's as well, those hurt by the way. Stuff started rolling and hurting and the nurse gave me something to "take the edge off". All it did was make my back stop hurting which was nice, but then she cranked up the pitocin and that 2 minutes of relief turned into insane contraction fun.

I finally got to the point where I asked Bill to go get the nurse. She asked again about my stupid pain level on a 1 - 10 and I said "If it gets any worse I'm going to jump out that window right there please make it stop". Then the epidural man came to visit. The process of getting an epidural while having monstrous pitocin induced contractions is really about the worst thing in the entire world. Yes it's better when it's done, but getting there is misery.

So the guy tells me that epidurals have changed in the last 8 years since I've had a kid and that your legs get less numb. The guy lied. By the time I was ready to push I could not lift my legs to get them up in the fun position. I couldn't feel them at all and I thought they were going to break or something from flopping over. I never felt that pressure to push, but did when I was told to and apparently pushed like a champ, although I couldn't feel it, which really was kind of nice I guess. Out she came and I was like...oh, really? Ok.

Turns out the umbilical cord was wrapped around her neck not once, but twice. But that didn't bother anything in the least. Apparently I had the longest umbilical cord in history so it wasn't choking her or anything. The nurse getting the rest of that out of me was rather shocked at how much there was. Glad I could entertain them.

We had to stay in the hospital for 48 hours after, even though Hailey didn't have any issues with the group b strep, it's their policy and couldn't be changed. So I hung out, watched lots of TV, laid around with my ass half asleep from the horribly uncomfortable bed, and snuggled baby. She really wasn't very fussy at all. I still got hardly any sleep of course between staring at her, and every time I did manage to fall asleep some nurse came in to poke at her or check on me or houskeeping came in, or breakfast, lunch, etc. Luckily those mom hormones kept me rolling. Hubbie however needed his sleep...poor guy was exhausted from...um...whatever so he went home to rest. No point in everyone being miserable, right?

Mom made it just in time, immediately after my epidural and got to see the wonder of childbirth from the recieving end for the first time ever and she didn't even pass out. She helped out a ton with Hannah who is still just thrilled with her new sister and can't believe how beautiful she is. And she truly is beautiful. Her little frankenstein head is getting normal now, she has some lovely brown hair, and we can't wait to see what color her eyes end up. Brown probably.

I'm feeling wonderful, thanks for asking. I don't remember feeling so great after having a baby before. I think it has a lot to do with stress levels. I'm so very unstressed. I have a great husband who seems to really be smitten with his new daughter and is more helpful than I imagined any Dad could be. I haven't really had the best experiences with that kind of stuff. He is still a guy though. He has napped more in one day than I have all week...lol. But he's been working hard...wait...he's on maternity leave... well he's been um...he has to deal with me and I'm sure that's exhausting.

I am loving having a baby this time though. Not that I didn't especially love it the last two times, but I really don't feel like I got to enjoy it because my life just plain sucked before. Now I don't have to rush back to a job, don't have little ones to take care of. Hannah is a great big sister and helper. I have Bill who is like having another child to take care of, but more helpful :) I don't mind getting up in the middle of the night (YET) because I just want to enjoy every moment. Her dad on the other hand asked me today when babies can start getting on a sleep schedule.

Not at four days old honey...sorry.

And I really don't mind getting up. Who would want to rush through this stage? This is the very last time (I HOPE) that I'll be snuggling a new baby. They don't stay new for long. She will get bigger every single day and I just want to enjoy it.

I haven't had time to play any video games lately. Well, that's a lie, I have had time, but I haven't wanted to. I've just been relaxing and staring at my girl. Heck...I haven't even had a beer or a glass of wine. I was a little dissapointed that there wasn't any waiting for me when I got home from the hospital. No flowers from my hubbie, no favorite bottle of wine...not even a single frosty longneck bottle of Bud Light and a rose. Then again, he's never been much of a romantic. And besides, I don't really feel like drinking anyway...the pain killers they gave me are fun enough for now...lol.

Ok I promise to take some cute pictures today and upload them. But for now I'm going to go stare at Hailey some more.

Thanks for following me through my exciting journey guys and girls. Now you get to be tortured with a million baby updates :)

Monday, April 12, 2010

5 Days - It's cool to pee pants!


I'm not saying I'm peeing my pants. I still haven't had that whole sneezing then weeing issue this pregnancy. What I am saying though is that this baby has dropped so low and is torturing my bladder and that maybe just maybe I'm changing my underwear more often the last couple days. Now that we've gotten the gross part over with, let's continue with my list of complaints for today.

Last night I took the most uncomfortable bubble bath ever. Bubble baths have been my saving grace, my happy haven, my little Utopia if you will during this pregnancy. Just me, some warm water, a ton of bubbles, and a sleazy romance novel. Well, baby decided to do that thing where she tries to shove her head out of me and my bath became anything but relaxing. Did I get out? No. She wasn't ruining MY bath! But it really hurt and made me unhappy. Just get out if you want out but stop screwing with my bath time kid!!

I took a long nap yesterday after I had woken up, downed two cups of coffee, did some school work, and was falling asleep at my computer desk after only being up for three hours. Napping is awesome. Today I really want to do the same thing but I have to go get girl child from school and pay attention to her a bit.

Things are continuing to get uncomfortable and fun. Driving in the car sucks. Baby does not appreciate being smooshed in my belly and it's almost torture to drive around. Luckily I shouldn't have to do it for much longer. But the drive to school and back was miserable. Driving Hannah to school at 7am sucks too especially because she never seems to have her crap together even though she gets almost an hour to basically just eat, get dressed, and try to make her hair not look like a homeless persons hair. Which it does every day. So then she pouts and frustrates me. I'm THIS close to hacking it all off, but I can't have her looking silly. But I'd really love to teach her a lesson. Grrrrr.

How else has my day sucked...hmmm...I killed my first squirrel on my way to class. Having made it to my age in Flordia, the state of suicidal squirrels, I should be proud I haven't killed more. But it's just not something anyone wants to do and now I have to drive past its little lifeless body in the road. *Sniffle*

I went to the school office to try and get registered for classes since I can't seem to do it online and the soonest appointment they had was for Thursday. I'm like...I may not MAKE it to Thursday and I'd really like to get registered. Well that's the soonest we have they say. Can they not SEE that I have a VALID reason for wanting to get this squared away?!?!? I hope my water breaks in the stupid counselors office on Thursday. I'll just sit in her office chair and squish it around and glare at her.

Then I had my math test. Somehow all the knowledge in my brain has been sucked out. I've been doing great at this class. Like high A grade great. I could not remember anything from my homework. I could not remember what the teacher reviewed with us minutes before taking the test. I drew many question marks for answers. And I really could care less. It's dummy math and I just need a C, so I'm in no danger of failing. But it frustrates me that my mind has shut down. This after I waddled an insane distance just to GET to the stupid class since there were absolutely NO close parking spaces. Hubbie says I should be doing more walking, like to fetch him coffee and stuff...lol, but I would love to see him to try and walk with someone's head in between his legs. Wait...he'd probably like that. What I mean is, it hurts! And now this blog has turned into a soft porn story. Lovely.

That's all the whining I have for today. Tune in tomorrow for another exciting day of waiting for baby.

Sunday, April 11, 2010

6 days - Keep chillaxin in there ok?


Get out, stay in, get out, stay in. I'm allowed to change my mind from day to day. Evicting the baby over the wekeend was a great idea. Now that it's Sunday I don't want her to come out just yet. Why?

Reason #1: My parents left last night. My father declared that it would be another week before the baby will come and they were out the door just minutes after. So now baby needs to wait a few days so that they can relax at home before they have to come back again.

Reason #2: I have a math test tomorrow. Since it's just tomorrow I'd rather not miss it. Also, I will probably do well on this one, so I'd rather take it because it would be a pain in the bootay to have to make it up.

Reason #3: Online registration has started for Summer and Fall classes. For some stupid reason it won't let me register online and says I have to talk to a counselor. So I'd really like to go get my registration taken care of tomorrow when I go to class so I can get the payment part working because it has to be approved by that military funding thingy.

Yes I am still in school though for those that aren't paying attention. I took a full load this semester, and am 98% done with my three online classes. I do need to take two finals (already aced one) and finish up a stupid paper I've been putting off. I still plan on taking three classes over the summer, I think I can handle that since online stuff seems to be VERY doable. And for Fall I'll take a stab at another full load of classes. Why not? I can be super mom!

So now that I don't want the baby to come she probably will. In all reality it wouldn't bother me one bit, but it would be nice to get that other stuff squared away. She can wait until later in the week now and then my parents can come back next weekend and hopefully not miss anything.

We did try a very little bit of coaxing out of the baby yesterday. My daughter kept rubbing my belly and telling Hailey nicely that she should come out now. We skipped the river and headed out to Pensacola Beach and walked the pier. The water wasn't all clear this time so we were all dissapointed at the lack of critters. But the weather was perfect for a walk. After we all went out to lunch and I went for the HOT BBQ wings which the waitress assured me were REALLY hot. Aside from burning my lips, I didn't find them that hot. I've had hotter. But we were still hoping the spicy stuff would get things rolling.

Nope.

I had some contractions last night, but nothing major. It's pretty normal at this point to contract all day anyway so unless they hurt crazy bad I'm ignoring them.

I did think it was cute that an hour after my parents left that Mom called and asked if anything was happening. Nope. Still nothing when she called a couple hours later too. LOL. Either I'll call you if it happens Mom or the baby will. See the picture? She has a cell phone now.

So stay posted. Nothing seems to be happening today. It's 11am and I already feel like taking a nap, and maybe I just will. Stay tuned for updates :)

Saturday, April 10, 2010

7 Days - Come baby come baby baby come come!


As eventful and promsing as day 9 seemed, day 8 was the exact opposite. Mom asked a billion times "Are you feeling anything?" and my answer was always a dissapointing "NO". Still crampy and sore. A short walk around Blockbuster with the kid to pick out a movie was painful. But still no baby. In her defense she has a week until she's "supposed" to be here so I really can't complain too much.

It's 39 weeks today. Everyone including myself really thought that this being my third pregnancy I would go early. Haha, you were all wrong. I can't say I'm feeling any new symptoms right now either. I'm dead tired. I got a great nights sleep last night. Hubbie wasn't snoring, or if he was I slept through it for once. And aside from waking up a few times with my hips screaming at me I had a restful night. I can't remember the weird dreams I had but I remember my sister being in them. Hi Jen!

My awesome parents are still hanging out, just in case. They're afraid as soon as they start driving home that the baby will start coming. If that's all it takes I'll offer to pay for their gas!

As soon as I'm done being lazy and goofing off on the computer I think we're all going to take a trip out to Blackwater State Park and put our feet in the river. Maybe the walk on the boardwalk will get things moving. The last couple weeks I didn't want to do too much walking. First of all it's really uncomfortable, and the other reason being I just wasn't ready. Too much crazy stuff with school, and spring break. But now it's the weekend and my parents are here so what better time??

I'll probably end up doing nothing more than wearing myself out, and hopefully getting rid of the farmers tan I got last weekend. At 39 weeks pregnant you can be fat and wear a sleevless top and not care, even if you do have a hideous farmers tan.

Everyone keep their fingers crossed and send baby vibes our way. I'm really not wanting to do the whole labor thing, it sucks royally, but we might as well get it over with now.

Friday, April 9, 2010

8 Days - False labor or...


Well we thought we were getting some baby action yesterday big time. All the morning crampiness continued throughout the day. Not too long before my parents got here I noticed the contractions were getting painful. I was feeling them in my back for the first time ever and they were seriously crampy.

By the time they got here they were getting pretty regular so Mom started timing them. After not too long they were 3 minutes apart and at least a minute in length. This went on for four or five hours. They were getting really painful. I ate some food which Dad made sure to ask if I thought it would look good when I puked it up later. (I always barf in labor) I slapped on the heating pad to ease my back pain and still felt it pretty strong.

I was feeling a little restless so I hopped in the tub and contractions slowed way way down. At this point I'd already had my poor hubbie leave his trip and come home early. I really thought we were heading to the hospital that night. After I got out of the tub they picked back up, but I was still able to fall asleep.

Poor hubbie got home at 1am and asked if I was still having contractions. I groggily told him I wasn't sure...I HAD been sleeping! By the time I felt another one he was already snoring away in my ear...lol. So off to the couch I went and sleep through the night I did (yoda?) Now it's morning and I'm still crampy. Still finding interesting stuff when I go wee...but it's pink now, which is supposed to be a sign of progress.

Was this the baby slowly sneaking up? Will we still get baby action soon? Who knows? Maybe she knew we needed a nights rest and will come today. Maybe she'll still take a week. I wish someone could predict this.

I do think that if the contractions get like they were yesterday I may just head into Labor & Delivery and act like a ditzy pregnant chick and swear I'm in labor. Maybe they'll keep me anyway and give me some pitocin or something since I'll be 39 weeks tomorrow.

Or maybe she just wanted to make sure her little sister didn't miss school today and that her Daddy made it home and got some rest and she'll come today. I'll keep you guys posted either way. Sorry for the false alarm, but I swear it felt like we were moving in the right direction.

Just to be safe I'll stay away from chocolate today. That never looks good barfed up.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

9 Days - What is THAT?


Hobbes here is warning you that some parts of this blog may be considered TMI. Although I will attempt to present the information to you in a way that will not make you vomit, you may create your own visuals that I will not claim any responsibility for. You have been warned.

You're getting a 9 day post because I'm bored mostly. I guess I could have waited until the weekend to do my one week post, but it's my blog and I can blog as many time as I want to so there!

You may recall that on Tuesday I was brutally tortured by a lady claiming to be a midwife. It is now Thursday and I am still feeling crampy. Is it from the violent things she did to me? Or am I the kind of crampy that means baby is coming? I really don't know. After the cruel procedure of doom I was very miserable, and started dropping little bits of who knows what. I won't get into details. But things that don't usually come out of there. I'll leave it at that.

This morning however, I had a lovely slimy suprise waiting for me when I went to the bathroom. Sorry...I warned you. Having never seen this lovely thing with my previous pregnancies I was rather intrigued and nauseated at the same time. Even the name of what I assume this thing to be is gross so I won't type that either. Of course losing that doesn't mean that anything will happen along the lines of labor necessarily. It could still be 9 days or more. But that with the crampiness that is actually getting to my back this time COULD mean that I'm in for some fun in the next couple days.

Or not. Man, you'd think they'd have this stuff figured out down to the exact minute by now.

Well this news has excited my Mother who is a sick puppy to begin with. Who hears that and gets excited? My husband is out of town for a few days, in Jax so only a few hours away. With him went the neighbors husband. This leaves me here in town with the only other person I know, wife of neighbor who has three kids of her own. She informs me that she too is leaving town on Friday. That would leave me with just my daughter who is 10 and would be happy to drive me to the hospital she says.

Hah!

Now I really really don't think anything is going to happen any time soon. It will be my luck that I go past my due date and deliver a 15 pound baby. But my Mother loves me and doesn't want me to be here alone so she is on her way here! But wait...it gets better. My Dad is coming too. When he heard my Mom was headed up I think he saw an opportunity to take some of the vacation hours that his job never seems to let him have and ran for the door. So now if the baby really doesn't come in the next couple days I'm going to feel very silly. But it's not like I told them to come, so it won't be my fault.

Mom swears that since this is my third baby she'll come quickly. I think that since it's been more than 8 years since the last one that I've probably reverted back to normal status, not third child status and that it will take forever. We'll see who's right though pretty soon I guess.

Either way 9 days isn't a lot. The panic attacks haven't kicked in yet now that I've realized I have to go through THAT again, but I'm sure they will soon.

Stay tuned for any action, or lack of action. I'll keep you all posted regardless.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

38 Week Checkup - Sweep my what???


My 38 week checkup was today. It was a bit of an adventure. I had to trek out to the Naval Hospital, a place I had never driven before so of course I got lost and barely made it in time for my appt and had to apologize profusely to the herd of young whatever they were that were behind the ob/gyn counter.

I've decided that if I happen to make it to my next appointment for my 39 week checkup I will insist upon getting an epidural. Do they do those for cervical checks? If not, they totally should. That sucked. I had this cute little midwife lady with little hands. What do I do if I get a guy next time? Run?

All my crazy fake contractions aren't doing crap apparently other than annoying me to no end. I'm only dilated about 1 maybe 2 but not close enough to a 2 for her to write that on my charts, and only 25% effaced and tight. Boo!

I wanted to walk in and them say "you're in labor, and it's time to push!" and be done with the whole thing, but nooooooooooooooooooo.

So they do this little procedure called sweeping the membranes or stripping them or something that should be called KILLING YOUR COOCH! I told you this would be TMI sometimes, it's your fault for continuing to read these things. It was miserable. I forgot how much things hurt and then went into a panick about my upcoming laboring that I have to do. It's really to late to get out of the whole thing isn't it?

The baby didn't like her poking around in there either and kicked her a few times. That'll show that mean old midwife lady! She hurt me, she made me bleed, and now I'm all crampy. But everything is looking good and we won't mention my weight gain (darn Easter candy!)
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The procedure she did could make me go into labor in the next 48-72 hours, but I'm not feeling hopeful. Which is fine, because my husband is going out of town anyway tomorrow. Hopefully if something does happen he'll be able to get back in time. I mean, I can do it without him, but why should I be the only one that's miserable? I didn't get me pregnant...well it wasn't all me.

Spring Break is over and the kids have gone back home or to school. We finished up our week with a trip to the county fair and I was in the sun for like 5 hours and got a lovely farmers tan that will hopefully fade before the baby does come, that's going to look lousy in a hospital gown for my new mom pictures.

So no progress, nothing exciting to report, but keep your fingers crossed for me anyway. I was really hoping to have a beer this weekend. *sigh*

Saturday, April 3, 2010

2 Weeks - Pineapple pains??


38 weeks today, 2 weeks left to go, 14 days...wow. I read somewhere that eating pineapple will help you to dilate better and could help get labor going. So yesterday I ate an entire pineapple. I forgot how yummy they are! Then I talked to the other chicks in the knocked up women forum I've been hanging out at and they said you have to eat like 6-7 fresh pineapples in a day for it to work. No way! So while I did not go into labor, they did make me extra gassy! Fun!

I was up most of the night having annoying fakey contractions that had started at like 6pm and were really annoying. I'm still having them this morning too, but no progress, just annoying. Maybe it was the one pineapple? Or maybe it was the fact that I did a crazy amount of cleaning yesterday. Not that anyone seemed to notice or care mind you. They say the last couple weeks before you have the baby you start nesting. I think you just finally get sick of looking at all the stuff that really just isn't going to get done and you give in and do it yourself.

Is it nesting? Or just plain survival instincts? I've also read that getting moving and doing a ton of housework can help kick start labor. Or is that just another one of those things guys made up to get us to clean? Kind of like the whole sex makes you go into labor thing. That was just some desperate guys attempt at getting some action before it gets shut off for weeks and there's really no scientific evidence to prove it is there?

So since I'm bored and like torturing you I'll go through the list of things I did and you can tell me if this is nesting or not...
Got a load of mine & hubbies laundry going, wiped down all the kitchen counters, cleaned the thingies that go under the stove burners and then cleaned them with a brillo pad, cleaned the top of the oven, the front of the oven where there was who knows what dripped down the front, cleaned the dining room table scrubbing off all the paint from the kids craft project the day before (thanks Grandma Sally!), moved two of the billion mismatched chairs that are around the table into the garage so that people can actually have some elbow room around the table, moved the dining room table so that the kids can actually get into sit at it, since everyone has to sit on one side so they can watch tv while they eat meals, swept the kitchen and dining room floor which was fun because that requires moving 8 chairs to do properly, scrub the kitchen floor...this is a fun task in itself because we seem to have no mop, so on my hands and knees I go scrub scrub scrubbing, got tired before I got to the dining room floor and did a pathetic spot check in there, took out the trash in the kids bathroom, our bathroom, and then took the main trash out, cleaned the top of the trash can, clean the wall of the island next to the trash can that is covered in yuck, empty dishwasher, clean sink, cleaned the kids bathroom which required cleaning the toothbrush holder that had about an inch of water, toothpaste, and who knows what sitting in it, clean the flower vase that somehow has gotten toothpaste all over it too, scrub hair & toothpaste out of sink and around sink, refill the soap dispenser, scrub the bathtub that is completely covered in caked on purple hair conditioner...this requires getting down on the ground which is not easy for insanely pregnant me, and scrubbing to get as much of it off as possible, sweep the bathroom floor, clean toothpaste off the mirror, do all the same in our bathroom without the tub scrubbing because at this point I'm just too sore to bother, sweep the entry way that I had just vacuumed a few days prior but is now covered with leaves and crap, wash a load of towels, wash the rugs, go to put towels away and find wet towels stuffed in the kids closet, wash all towels in there that are wadded up and damp because I don't know if they're clean or dirty, move sewing machine (in box) back into garage since everyone is tripping over it and kitty is just using it as a scratching post which is ESPECIALLY funny because kitty has no claws, put away the load of hubbie & mine laundry I did, take down my winter clothes and long sleeve maternity tops (most of them) and throw them into the back of the closet so that I don't have to look at them anymore, and pull out some of my pre-pregnancy clothes and hang them up even though I won't be able to fit in them again ever probably. Go to the commissary on base and get milk, eggs, pineapple...lol, muffin cups and body wash since apparently the children aren't old enough to figure out how to use soap and must have body wash, then come home and make muffins so that I feel less guilty sleeping in in the morning and not making the kids breakfast.

No one remembers the two huge plates of muffins that were made the day before and hubbie gives kids cereal.

So today I don't know if I'm just sore from all that crap yesterday or if my hips, back and everything else hurting could be me getting into the home stretch. All I know is that all that cleaning just wasn't worth it. My back hurt so badly last night that I wanted to cry. I settled for a heating pad that I barely felt and a warm bath after that didn't do crap either.

I did get out once this week to go to the beach with everyone. I guess I make a bit of a spectacle because some people pointed and said some comments about pregnant woman or beached whale, I really couldn't tell. It was nice to get out but the shooting hoo hoo pains I get whenever I stand really don't make for a relaxing beach trip. Plus this lovely rash I have, PUPPS or whatever it's called doesn't seem to like the sun and made my arms turn red quickly even with sunscreen, but I didn't get burnt. Now I'm just a little less pale which is kind of nice.

I took my psychology final and got an A so I am done with that class completely. I only have a couple more assignments for both of my other classes that I've been putting off, but they should be easy to get done. Of course I'm putting off my American History paper I have to write until the last minute because I don't want to do it, but it's half done anyhow.

I've got a doc's appt Tuesday though so you'll probably get another update then.

Monday, March 29, 2010

3 Weeks -Blah

Ok so picture uploading isn't working for me today. That's ok because I didn't really have an inspired picture to post anyhow...so there. Uninspired seems to be my theme of the week anyway so it kind of ironically works out well.

With three weeks and 19 days to go there isn't really much to do other than sit around and wait. The kids are on spring break this week and so am I. Luckily my awesome hubbie got the week off so that he can get the kids out of the house and keep them entertained. I'd go along with them but since I haven't found a way to drag a portapottie with me everywhere I go and I feel as if I'm carrying a watermelon between my legs when I walk I've decided to just sit at home and take it easy.

Man it's boring.

I only have a couple more things to do as far as online class schoolwork and I'm saving that for when I get really really bored this week. Which will be happening any minute now. Even playing video games is getting taxing. I rented the new Final Fantasy, but after a couple hours of playing my hands seem to get swollen, and my feet, and my back is killing me from sitting in the same spot for too long. None of the wireless controllers are working properly which sucks, because if they did I could just make a pile of pillows in the bed and lay there and play. Oh well.

Every evening now seems to be ninja in the belly practice for the baby. She doesn't just move a little, she moves a ton, and it's uncomfortable. It really feels like she's trying to shove her way out. The pressure is unbearable and does wonders to my bladder. Sometimes she ninja kicks or chops in there so hard it makes me catch my breath. Thank goodness we're almost done.

The contractions that do nothing are more prominent now. They're also uncomfortable and seem to be going on all day. Fun fun. Taking a warm bath doesn't slow them down, and they don't get worse or seem to be doing much other than annoying me.

My appetite is gone. That would probably be a good thing except I now realize why pregnant women gain a ton of weight the last month of their pregnancy.

I personally realize that after I'm done being pregnant I need to start eating better and all the fun things I can get away with eating now, I probably will never be able to eat again unless I want to grow up to be shamoo the killer mom. A big fat whale basically. So even thought I'm not hungry, I'm totally eating crap.

That's about all I've got for this week. A bunch of complaints. Hubbie's snoring is driving me insane, but I can barely get comfortable enough to sleep as it is so it really doesn't matter that much. At least he's getting up and fixing breakfast for the kids this week which is awesome because my idea of breakfast making for the week involved bagged doughnuts and cereal.

Tune in next week when I have my 38 week checkup, unless this baby shakes her way out before then.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

3 1/2 Weeks - Face Down Butt Up!


Normally I wouldn't share a picture of myself in such a state. I'm huge! But I figure this will be the last time I'm pregnant, ever, or else!!! So why not embrace it? That's a heck of a lot of belly and I still have a few weeks to go?? But there I am, today, and I ain't ashamed!! Man the harpoons!

So I had my 36 week checkup today. I was hoping they'd check "up there" and tell me I'm dialated or some junk and give me an earlier due date, but nope. They left it alone. I did get a lovely Group B Strep swab by the nurse...you wanna stick that WHERE? But that wasn't bad at all.

Baby kept me up the majority of the night last night. She wasn't just moving, she was waging a mini baby war in my belly. This went on for hours. I really didn't think things could stretch out any further but boy did she prove me wrong. Bill said it looked like their was an alien in there. If so, that's from his half of the genes, we have no aliens in our family. Although I've still never figured out how my sister was blonde...hmmm.

Anyhooo between the wiggling and the heartburn (from WHAT?!?!?!) I was up past 2am and had to get up at 6am and am hoping I'll sleep well tonight.

All the wiggling must have been productive though. She had been transverse up until then. Which for you non-preggie people means she wasn't head down, which is the way babies need to be to come out properly. I think all that horrid wiggling was her worming her way into the right position. Lucky me, otherwise the docs would have had to manually move her into the right spot, and everything I've read tells me that isn't very pleasant.

So two docs checked and said yes, she's head down, and then they did a quick ultrasound to be sure. Of course the big screen on the ultrasound machine was broken so I got to see NOTHING! Doc #1 says "oooh she has a big head!" I freak out, and say "What do you MEAN big head?!?!?" Then Doc #1 says he's just joking, they all look big at this point. And then I kick him in the face. No not really, but that is NOT what a pregnant woman wants to hear. That big head has to come out eventually and I know where it comes out from!!

So to put it plainly for you old school music lovers she's "Face Down and A$$ Up" and hopefully ready to worm her way out sometime soon.

I gained 5 pounds. I suppose eating Rolo's at midnight wasn't helpful. But I figured if I was going to have heartburn I was going to have chocolate too, which probably doesn't help with heartburn, but I don't care!!!

While I've been pregnant they've come out with a 55 calorie beer just for my dieting needs. I'll be just fine.

They don't measure the belly anymore, but as of my last checkup I was still measuring almost 2 weeks ahead. Does that mean baby will come sooner? Or was that just extra room for her HUGE head?

Next appt will be in two weeks at the hospital I'll be delivering at so I'll finally get to see the L&D ward. oh goodie. If I make it until then. Mom and hubbie are both betting I'll go early and as long as she's ready I say BRING IT ON!! Bill suggested I start packing my bag for the hospital so I did.

I also went out today and bought Hannah a new outfit, a card, wrapped up the new book in a series that she wanted, and got her a nice silver mother daughter necklace. Everything is all gift wrapped in an overnight bag for her for when I have to go to the hospital. It's just been the Hannah and Mommy show mostly for the last ten years so I want to make sure she still feels special and all that other gay crap. She's very excited about having a sister though and can't wait for the baby to arrive.

That's it for now, next week?? Spring break...yippee...*sigh*

Monday, March 22, 2010

4 weeks - Todays craving?? Snot!


Starting this week I will no longer complain about symptoms I haven't gotten yet. Apparently this blog is some evil portal that once I post something that isn't bothering me, it gangs up on me. Example? Last weeks bragging about my lack of heartburn. Stupid me. How is it that if I eat dinner at 7pm and not a LOT of dinner mind you, and not even anything spicy or tomato saucy or weird...that at midnight my chest starts flaming like a straight guy at a red dress run and I'm burping up...oh who knows what. Grrr!

So after laying in bed long enough to realize that if I stayed there not only was I going to ruin my husbands night of sleep, I was most likely going to barf up the offending food...I went out and propped myself up in the recliner. Between the recliner, my son's Wolverine pillow, and a quilt that Mom swears I stole from her I finally fell asleep. This was after the baby stopped playing her favorit game of "see how far I can get my foot up mommy's ribs".

If heartburn wasn't fun enough I've been denying having a cold for a few days now. Wednesday I started getting dog ass tired. My first thought was WTF I still have 4 weeks to go here, why am I feeling like death. I had a cough, but nothing else really. Somehow I always seem to get only half a cold. Well after four days of hacking up snot (thus my sexy blog title for this week) my chest hurts, my head hurts, I'm still tired because I really haven't slept well, and um...this sucks. I even launched a lady like loogie out of the car window this morning after dropping my daughter off to school. And just when I thought being insanely pregnant couldn't get any more sexy!

This is my week to get all my online school work knocked out. The three girls have spring break next week and there's really just no concentrating with a herd of kids in the house. Hopefully my awesome husband doesn't have to work all week because I can tell you this...I am not going anywhere and I am not doing $hit. With just a few weeks to go I am relaxing and napping and focusing on blocking out the impending doom of childbirth.

Anyone who tells you childbirth is a wonderous experience that should be looked forward to is a crack head. That's like asking someone on death row if they're happy their day to die is finally here and the waiting is over. "Aren't you excited??!?!?" Hell no I am not excited. Am I glad the baby will be here? Sure...I like babies, they're cute. I would ultimately prefer it if they silently and painlessly just crawled out in the middle of the night. Tadah!

So hopefully I'll stop feeling like crizap and be able to get the last bit of my schoolwork done. Then I can start figuring out what class or classes I want to attempt to take over the summer...with FIVE kids in the house. Maybe I'll just do one, but in the fall it's back on on again!

We were able to make it down to Gainesville this weekend. My son couldn't have cared less that I was there but it made me happy to get to snuggle up with him while Hannah was off at a sleepover. My hubbie ran off to pick up some beat up boat that he got off ebay. I'm having a baby in a few weeks and my husband bought a boat...anyone else see something fishy about this? Hahaha...I said fishy...and boat...hahahaha. It should be a fun addition to our summer plans though. I'm sure the kids and hubbie will have fun on the boat while baby and I nap and cry all summer.

Ok that's enough for now, doc appt on wednesday so I'll update everyone with all the boring news then.

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

5 Weeks to go - Getting on my NERVES


First of all I will tell you that is NOT my pregnant belly in the picture. I just thought it was cute. No I will not be painting my belly. What do you do with it when you're done? Walk around like that all day? How would I cover up my fat rolls? No thank you!

I'm 35 weeks now, which means it's getting really close to time to be done. However, the topic of this week's blog "getting on my nerves" doesn't refer to my being over being pregnant. I'm still feeling for the most part pretty great. I have my sleepy nights where I want to go to bed at like 9pm which annoys my husband who wants to play Band Hero. I've been lounging in the tub almost every night with a book because it feels great on a sore back and who knows when I'll get the luxury of doing that every night after the baby comes? And now that my online classes are almost totally finished I've taken to hopping back in bed after I get my daughter to school and getting another hour or so of sleep. Because really...what else am I going to do with my days? Clean? Hah!

I haven't had crazy heartburn like I usually get in the last trimester, or that evil gas that my sister remembered when she bought my husband that lovely scented candle for Christmas. My ankles haven't puffed up into unrecognizable cankles, and I don't have that lovely moustache (darkening of the skin) I had when I was pregnant with Ethan. All of these things make me happy. The contractions have eased off this week and as long as I stay at home and do mostly nothing they don't bug me at all.

I did make what I consider to be a final trip to Target this past week. I used up the gift cards we got at the baby shower and got all the last things I can think of like extra sheets, changing pad for the dresser, baby tylenol, a few more bottles, blah blah blah...spent almost $300...hee hee. But aside from diapers, wipes, and formula we really don't need anything else. The formula companies really know when you're pregnant though. This week we got $16 in coupons from Gerber Good Start and today I just got two cans of Similac, regular and soy, full cans in the mail. What to pick, what to pick?? I wish they'd include some useful information with their copuons/samples like what formula will smell the best when barfed up onto your shoulder or will make the least smelly poo's. These are the things that would inspire me to select a brand.

So the real reason behind my nerve vent, which is really annoying me as I type this week's blog is I've been having nerve pain. For over a month my first finger on my right hand has been numb all down one side. Strange feeling, but not really a nuisance. Also about a month ago I started having a nerve bug me in my left leg all the way down to my big toe, not sure if it's the same nerve, but it's still annoying. I can't bend my left toe very far or it's like lightning shooting through it. Also when I try to climb into bed at night and put pressure on my left knee that nerve goes off and it makes my already uncoordinated efforts to haul my huge pregnant body into bed that much more challenging.

So if that wasn't enough my pinky finger on my left hand started tingling a couple weeks ago. Now it's getting really bad. It doesn't help that I've been playing Band Hero with my husband for the last week almost every day. I don't think all that pinky flexing to get the orange and blue notes is helping. That happens to be another part of my body I need to use not only to help support me as I get into bed, or haul myself out of the tub, or prop myself up to do other things...but to type. The tip of my pinky finger is numb today and I keep missing keys. This DOES go away when this kid pops out right?? I sure hope so.

I started drinking Red Raspberry Leaf Tea this week because I red lots of positive articles online about how it's great for your uterus and childbirth and recovery after so I figured, why not? I care about the health of my uterus and so should you! It's great for acne and regulating your periods too if you're not preggo. Also it's yummy and tastes like normal tea which I have been avoiding due to caffiene content. This stuff has no caffiene though and aside from the extra calories from me adding a bit of honey to it, I think it's overall not a bad addition to my daily regiment of whatever I feel like eating.

I had a really crazy dream last night which I almost hope comes true! I woke up (in my dream) and had my baby. I walked out and there she was with my parents and my grandmother (mom's mom). I couldn't remember going into labor, or having the baby, and felt no pain. I just had her and she was there. Somehow I also missed out on all the post baby bleeding and boob engorgement and I just had the baby. Tadah! I was back to my pre-pregnancy weight, only a bit thinner. My parents and grandmother kept fighting over who got to feed the baby and change her diaper and kept saying "no no, we've got this...you go rest" I'll take this dream please?!?!? I think it's the best dream I've ever had.

I'm sure something interesting has happened to me in the last week but I can't think of it. Mostly since my schoolwork is almost done I've been spending more time playing video games, finally! It's like I have everything done and just want to relax and enjoy the time I have to game because I know that once the baby comes, then comes summer and all the kids and gaming time will be at a minimum. Aside from Band Hero though all I've been doing is farming on Harvest Moon Tree of Tranquility on the Wii. I know it's sad, but it makes me happy and for the last month before I squirt this kid out...I'm focusing on me and my happiness.

Next week? Doc's appointment on Wednesday. I'll either blog twice or just wait until then. I'll let you be suprised...lol.

Monday, March 8, 2010

6 Weeks - Baby Showers & Monster Trucks


There are things that one should not do when they are 34 weeks pregnant. Common sense things come to mind such as horseback riding, riding roller coasters, bungee jumping. People may not realize that riding in a monster truck on a long weekend is one of those things. Probably because they don't put this in pregnancy books. Probably because they figure pregnant women should have some common sense. Clearly I do not. Because of some temporary vehicle drama we borrowed the neighbors huge truck. Somewhere between the bumpy 7 hour ride (each way mind you) and having to haul myself in and out and in and out (not easy when you're huge) I decided that this will be my last road trip to Gainesville for the rest of this pregnancy. It was miserable to say the least, and I am really feeling it today. Sore sore sore belly.

But it was a great trip! I'm glad that Bill drove so I could at least sit and wiggle and complain and not have to drive at the same time. The kids all had a blast. I was so insanely thrilled that my sister was able to come. I was even MORE thrilled when I got all the stuff she made for me...I mean...the baby. I would post pictures, but when I asked for pictures from the baby shower that did NOT make me look fat, the only one my family could find was one of my foot. Kidding. I'll post some pics on facebook when I get them. I can't believe how cool the diaper bag Jen made me is, and the letters for the baby's name to hang on the wall (definitely posting pics of those when I get them up) and the most adorable snuggly blanket with the baby's name on it, I hope it becomes her blanky :)

We had a good group of family show up. I got a TON of stuff and even got a sweet present in the mail from Gina! It had so much glitter on everything that I sparkled for the rest of the day. Aunt Karen brought me an enormous box of really cute baby cothes that I am just itching to go through. I promised Hannah that we would sort them out together though so we'll do that later today. I swear, we will probably never have to do laundry for this baby. I've never seen so many baby clothes in my entire life.

My Mom and sister did an amazing job on the party and I think everyone had a great time. I even got a visit from some gamer friends from Orlando, Fl who drove 2 hours for my silly little party and that made me very happy.

We got all the major stuff we need. There are still a couple odds and ends things to pick up like diapers, wipes, formula...ya know the un-fun stuff to buy. Lots of things now to wash and sanitize, but plenty of time I hope. I'm ok having to wait until 40 weeks to have the baby, but I really think with the way I've been feeling that it will most likely be in the next 4 weeks that the baby comes. Or maybe that's still just hopeful thinking on my part.

Her name is going to be Hailey by the way :) We announced it at the Baby Shower.

I went and got my hair done before the shower at the hair school in Gainesville, Fl and that took almost four hours. GoodNESS. They got the color balanced out, the grays covered up, and it's trimmed (unevenly as always...lol) so I shouldn't have to bother with it until well after the baby...Hailey...arrives.

Now I get to spend the rest of this week knocking out more school work, and putting together baby stuffs. Fun fun fun. Right now though, I think I'm going to see if I can play Xbox while laying on my side in bed. My belly seriously hurts. Ugh.

Monday, March 1, 2010

7 weeks to go - Let's Scrapbook!

33 weeks along this week, and as of this post, only 47 days left. That's not a lot of days. I had my 32 week checkup last Wednesday. I didn't get my normal doctor, but the one I got was a pretty amusing guy. He complimented me on only gaining 2 pounds in four weeks! I didn't even look at the scale and hadn't planned to, but that was welcome news. He then made me feel even better with a story about his own daughter that had gained 70 pounds while she was pregnant. UGH! I'm still in the 20's for weight gain and am very proud of myself.

New doc had some sticky note on my chart to do a procedure to turn the baby around because she had been hanging out breech for quite some time. Luckily new doc didn't know how to do the procedure so it didn't get done. I would have refused it this early anyhow. That's a lot of pain for a baby that will probably flip and flop around for a while yet. Doc poked around and feels that the baby has probably flipped the right way, we'll see if I get a call to go back in before my next appt at 36 weeks. If not, we'll just keep our fingers crossed and hope she points towards the exit eventually.

We got our first baby present in the mail this week! Bill's Mom sent us the stroller/carseat combo that I had picked out. It matches the high chair and PackNPlay I already picked up. It's not like everything HAS to match, I just really liked the design on the stuff. I tried to resist putting it together right away, but Bill said go for it, so go for it I did. Seems like it's the right size, weight, and should be easy to use. Thanks!!!

I got a ton of school work done this week, and am two weeks ahead in some classes, but really need to get going if I am going to finish all my online classes by the end of March. (they run through May 6th) otherwise it'll be my luck, the baby will com early and I'll be kicking my own butt for not getting it all done. We'll see if I can get motivated this week. It's been pretty tough. My mind is occupied with the impending doom...I mean the happy arrval of the new baby NEXT MONTH!

And with the impending doomish arrival of the new baby comes a baby shower! I wasn't going to have one, I mean...it's my third baby. But its a first for Bill & I and the kids are all older, so I thought it would be fun to have a big family get together in the hopes of getting the kids a little more excited and involved in the process. I really have been trying to think of all the kids and how this should hopefully help unite us all as a family. I think a party and games will help build up the excitement factor.

And my sister is coming!! She's driving down from NC just for me! I couldn't be more excited. That's a hella long drive and she'll be stuck in the house with our herd of kids so it will be an interesting weekend, but at least I have something to look forward to for a change.

Hannah is getting jealous that Aunt Jen is coming down for the new baby, and not for her. I've tried explaining that Aunt Jen won't get to SEE the baby yet, and will be hanging out with her too. I guess I have to remember that it has been the Hannah and Mommy show for the very large majority of her life, and that she has essentially been an only child. When it's not holiday time or vacation time it's just me and Hannah and now there will be a new baby around to take away some of her attention.

I think it will be great for her though. She was excited to help me sort out the bags of baby clothes I got from our neighbor (that was awesome) and we went out yesterday to pick out some scrapbooking stuff to get an album pre-made for the baby. She really got into helping me pick out pages and matching pages to make picture frames, and stickers, etc. I figure if I have a book ready I'll be more likely to put some pics in it. On a sidenote I found them premade online for $75...wtf?? Insanity! I think we got a scrapbook, pages, stickers, for about $25 and it's going to be super cute.

So in an effort to make Hannah feel better I did the only thing I know to do for a ten year old girl, I took her shopping :) She's getting so tall and growing out of all her stuff, so we got a couple new things and she was pretty excited about that. She's really into all this peace crap, but since 80% of the clothes at Kohl's and everywhere else have peace signs on them, I guess this is just the current fad.

Um...other than that there's not much happening. We went out Friday night on base to some ceremony and my hair and makeup magically fell into place and I got some compliments from my hubby for a change. I looked great from the neck up...lol. Still look huge and preganant, and had some more crazy painful contractions towards the end of the night so I was miserable, but I was a sexy miserable pregnant chick. Ya can't have it all.

Tune in next week for pictures from the baby shower!

Monday, February 22, 2010

Countdown Kicks on - 8 Weeks


Baby...why for must you kick me in my bladder? What did my ribs ever do to you? With 8 weeks left, that puts me at 32 weeks pregnant. Apparently this is the time when baby's movements "Peak" which is a nice way of saying you're going to get your butt kicked from the inside a lot. This baby hasn't been any delicate little kicker so far, but she has definitely kicked it into high gear and it's really not as pleasant as some people make it seem. "oooh it's so nice feeling my baby move in my belly" no way, that crap feels weird, and uncomfortable, and downright painful! And when the baby kicks you in the bladder for the hundredth time, you had darn sure better know where the bathroom is and the fastest way to waddle to it. Online quote for the week?

There is something surreal about watching a tiny foot move across your belly (and something uncomfortable about getting jabbed by a tiny elbow in the dead of night). Now that your baby is nice and big and mobile, you'll be getting kicked and prodded in all sorts of unexpected places. Oooof! Did you feel that one in the ribs?


The good news is that as fast as the baby grows at this phase the crazy kicking shouldn't last long. Soon she'll run out of room and will just squirm about squishing my bladder, lungs, stomach (heartburn!) and everything else.

Life is definitely getting uncomfortable, but it's still bearable because I am a tough ass beeotch. Sleeping sucks balls though. I'm sure you're tired of hearing about that so I'll just leave it at that.

The baby knows her big sisters name already. I've been trying to get Hannah to sit still long enough to feel the baby wiggling about. Every time I call Hannah to come over it's like the baby knows whats up and she stops moving. Poor Hannah thinks the baby hates her already.

The last week was pretty uneventful. I did go to my parents over the weekend with the whole herd (aka our family) and celebrated Mom's birthday, and Grandpa's 80th birthday. Goodness he's old...lol. I can't even imagine 80, and don't want to right now. I hope I still am able to have a ton of fun before I get to that age. Baby coming kind of limits my fun for a while, but I get to enjoy the fun of all the new things that babies do. Because those milestones are more exciting than anything else in the whole world right? Haha hah hah. Sure...

I'll keep this one short(ish) because I have a doctor's appointment on wednesday so maybe you'll get another update. If I feel like it. Boring pregnant chick out.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

8.5 Weeks - The Burp Cloth Project!


I'm getting cabin fever. The summer was crazy, and then I had fall classes to go to almost every day. Well now that I'm taking online classes at home, they're much easier and take way less time and I am getting so insanely bored being stuck in the house all day. I know I could clean, but the house isn't THAT messy and it really wipes me out. So I have been hunting for projects to do. If any of you have suggestions or neat ideas let me know! I've still got a little over 8 weeks until this little sucker pops out.

Soooo I went out last weekend and bought some cute fabric. I guess I could have bargain shopped and collected cheap cuts over time, I do get lots of 50% off coupons for JoAnn's. But fabric isn't THAT expensive and the baby flannel and cotton prints are just so freaking cute! So I narrowed it down to a few favorites and bought some stuff to make burp cloths and a baby blanket.

This was a super easy project. All you have to do is figure out what size you want your stuff. It doesn't really have to be exact. Just make it wide enough to cover your shouler, and long enough to cover your front and back...you know...the area your baby will be projectile vomiting their formula over. Mine depended on how the lenght of the fabric (which is never exactly the same) and how much I could get out of it.

Then you take the two fabrics and sew them together at the edges with the right sides facing each other. Leave an opening with enough room to get your hand in there to flip it rightside out when you're done sewing. Then once you've flipped it right, put a simple stich in to hold it together and sew all the way around the edges. You're done!

This took me about 10 minutes per cloth including measuring, cutting and pinning time. Really simple.

I picked up this cheap fabric at Walmart (a place I hate) for only $2.97 a yard, the cuts frayed like crazy in the wash and weren't the best, but I liked the fabrics and the end product turned out super cute!
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The picture at the top of the blog is my classy burp cloths. It's for when I want to go out and public and still look fashionable with puke on me. I also lucked out and happened to have enough double bias tape left over from another project to put a brown border around one of them. I'm tempted to go out and buy more to do the rest, but they still look fine the way they are.

Then I did a blanket, which was a little more challenging, just because it was fun to get all the edges to lay flat together, and used the rest of the cute green lady bug fabric and hot pink fabric to make a couple oversized burp cloths.
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Oh and here's a picture of me from last weekend. Am I huge or what?
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So that's it for my project for this week. Again, I am looking for some fun ideas so if you have any send them my way!

Also that horrible hip pain I was having at my 9 week update is still there, but now it's just mostly at night when I roll over on my left side and curse the pregnancy gods. My left side has ALWAYS been my go-to side for sleeping so this is really throwing me off at night, and it hurts so freaking bad. But I'll live. Thanks for caring.

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

9 Weeks left -HIP HIP Hurtsay!


As of today, I have 60 days left. That's like two months, or 9 weeks if I am tortured with this affliction until my estimated due date. That's not much time!

Valentine's Day came and went. I still think it's a stupid holiday. I did get a nice card from my husband the weekend BEFORE Valentine's Day though. And he was nice enough to put the new dresser together for the baby and hang the pictures that go with the crib set. Now we've got the big stuff together and we just need the little things to go with it. Kinda neat. The furniture looks great in the room and I'm very pleased with everything I picked out.

I'm sure you're DYING to hear what my new symptom of the week is! I was hoping to get a week off from pregnancy pains, but Nooooooo!

During the second and third trimester, your baby's head may rest heavily on the sciatic nerve in the lower part of the spinal canal. Sciatica, the pain, numbness, and/or tingling you feel as a result, begins deep in the buttocks and radiates down the back of your legs.


Hip pain! Hip pain that goes all the way down to my big toe. It's lovely and fun. I wake up in the middle of the night with the left half of my ass and leg asleep, and yet under the sleeping part is this stabbing brutal pain that makes it almost impossible to waddle my way to the bathroom to have my middle of the night wee's. Thanks! I totally needed that!

Last Wednesday I felt some pains on the way to my math class. For some silly reason I thought it was because my pant were too tight. That in itself was silly, because I was wearing my maternity pants which are not tight. Then it happened again and I was like "ooooh I remember those, that's a contraction" Sonofabiznatch that hurts. I had these lovely crampy pains all through my 2 hour class.

My husband who has been pregnant many times just said "that's normal". Although in his defense he has been around a knocked up woman a time or two so he probably is kind of a Daddy expert on the whole thing by now. But no...more than a few contractions that are about 4-5 minutes apart for a couple hours is not normal. So I went home chugged enough water to make me nauseous and tried to lay down. Unfortunately all the water chugging made me have to get up to wee every 10 minutes. But I managed to relax and after another hour they stopped.

That night I had the most lovely aching belly that lasted into the next day. I also woke up with the lovely feeling that someone had rudely kicked me in my pelvic region, this was painful enough to wake me up a few times. In between that and the insanely horrid hip pain I've been having some miserable nights.

I'm not sure if the baby flipped around after that day of painful contractions or what, but I've gotten notably more uncomfortable. I was really hoping I wouldn't feel this yuck this early, but oh well. Such is life as a pregnant woman!

I have a doc visit next week so we'll see what he has to say.

Nesting hasn't kicked in yet in the real world, but in my Animal Crossing town it's been running rampant. I've chopped down almost every single tree in my town so that I could replace them with neat(ish) rows of apple trees, cedar trees in one far corner, and certain types of flowers in certain areas of town. Flowers that don't belong are quickly plucked and moved elsewhere, and we have a lovely row of coconut trees growing along the beach shore.

Realizing that I was bored I decided maybe I needed a more constructive project so I went out over the weekend to buy some cute baby flannel and cotton prints and have started making blankets and burp cloths. I have realized that I am a genius when it comes to sewing things that are square shaped. It makes you feel like you've accomplished something and my lovely hubbie was nice enough to say that they look like the ones you get from the store.

"Only CUTER"...I added.

Maybe I'll do another blog this week once I've totally completed the project. It really is about the most simple thing I've ever sewn and I believe anyone could make these. Only they wouldn't be as cute as mine.

Ok I'm bored with this for now, and it's getting long again. Thanks for hanging in there with me. I'm going to go put my feet up and find that heating pad.

Monday, February 8, 2010

The Countdown Begins - 10 Weeks

There's not much to do when you're pregnant, and even less when you get to the final weeks other than sit around and be miserable. But somewhere starting around the ten week countdown to baby you start to realize that it's all going to happen pretty soon. You're not getting out of it, you're not getting any smaller, and very soon the poor amount of sleep you're getting because you're so freaking UNCOMFORTALBE when you're trying to sleep will seem like heaven compared to having a baby that keeps you up all night. So you should take advantage of this time and relax right?

Wrong. I'm 30 weeks now and I thought I was getting out of this pregnancy without having all the insane pregnancy hormones. Wrong again. They've flamed up like a bra burning fire at a lesbian convention. Why am I sitting at my desk crying at 9am? Who knows? But I'm rather upset that it's smudging my makeup. For the most part I'm still feeling great though. I just am so uncomfortable at bed time, it feels like my belly is pulling me one way, I wake up with aching hips and stuffing a pillow between my legs doesn't seem to make a difference. Oh and somebody still snores...I've tried fighting back by turning the bed into a dutch oven with my farts...but still he snores. I'm glad someone can sleep!

Bill was a good hubbie and got the crib put together last week. He went out this weekend and bought a mattress and some baby detergent and washed the crib sheets and mostly had the bed all set up when I got home from my parents. What a good guy. I tossed up some cute matching wall stickers and we still need to put the dresser together (and by we I mean he...it's hella heavy) and hang the matching wall art that is sooo cute! But it's really neat to have the crib there and realize there will be someone living in it shortly.

Other than that, there's not really much going on. I've been having fun getting baby clothes here and there but haven't gone crazy yet with shopping, at least I don't think so. Everything is so freaking cute though! It's hard to restrain myself sometimes, but I'm still pretty well behaved I think when it comes to spending money...maybe...hee hee.

It is really hard though being newly married and pregnant. Knowing that you're going to gain weight and be out of shape for a while when what you wanted was to look hot for your hubbie for at least a few years :) Hopefully he'll put up with me and my fluffiness for a little while. At least I'm still cute, or so my daughter tells me...lol.

Enough for now, I'll try to update weekly until this little sea otter pops out, if for no other reason than to give myself something to do OTHER than my schoolwork that I should REALLY start getting ahead on.

Fat chick out!

Saturday, January 30, 2010

Time to get shopping!


Soooo let's see. I'm 29 weeks today. I realized I haven't blogged in forever, mostly because I haven't thought of anything amusing to say. Or if I did, I was too lazy to take the time to write anything about it. Lazy seems to be the theme of the last few days. I'm tired, but not terribly so. I did read a funny 29 weeks pregnant article today and wanted to share that because as with every other weekly article...it just fits.

Your Body
Let's get right to the point: You're a bloated, water-retaining mess. Chances are good you can't get your sneakers on or your wedding ring off, so get comfy in your slippers. Your pants don't fit. Your shirts don't fit. And now, thanks to the swelling in your feet, your shoes don't fit. You can thank a wonderful thing called edema for that. Go edema!


I stole this one from 3dpregnancy.parentsconnect.com

I finally got some new shoes in the mail last week. Mine aren't fitting, because like everything else on me when I get to the last trimester of pregnancy (OMG LAST TRIMESTER ALREADY?!?!) nothing fits. My feet, which were already boat sized to begin with have gotten a little bigger, and although Hannah has offered to tie my shoes for me since I'm unable to do so without hyperventilating, I quickly learned that she isn't always there when I want my shoes tied. She did kindly offer to stay home and allow me to home school her, so that my shoes will alwas be taken care of, but I declined her generous offer. Tucking my shoelaces into my snug shoes became tiresome, and my lovely husband offered me his. I thanked him, as I did when he said I didn't need maternity clothes, I could just wear his big tshirts and sweaters, and when he said he had plenty of jackets for me to wear. I maintain that although I am pregnant and realize that no one wants me right now, I'd still like to pretend I'm attractive, even if I look like a beached bloated whale. What was the point of this ridiculously long paragraph? Oh...I got some slip on Rockport shoes online, size 10, and they're really comfy.

What else interesting have I done? Hmmm...nothing! I did get started on baby stuff shopping. With the help of my mother who knows all I decided that the $249 dresser that matches the crib I like was a more economical purchase in the long run than buying the $119 changing table that would become useless after the baby was out of diapers...unless I wanted to use it as a towel rack...changing tables kind of look like towel racks to me. However, they didn't have it in stores, and shipping online was $90. Goodness! Someone somewhere wanted me to have this dresser though, it was just meant to be because our local Target happened to have one tossed down with all the other cribs in boxes and how I spotted it I'm not sure, but I did and there was muuuuch rejoicing. We picked that up along with the crib and although we haven't put them together yet, I feel better having the biggest purchases out of the way and sitting in the bedroom where they will soon be assembled and also soon filled with baby! I picked up my crib set from my mom's house too and it's cuter than it looked online and definitely very classy. No silly animals and hearts and babyish stuff for this one, noooo she needs classy stuff to pee on.

I did a baby registry at Target just to get the $20 gift card they give you to start one. That went towards my first baby clothes purchase. It's amazing how much you can get for $20 (yippeee Target clearance!) I only wish clothes for my older kids were that cheap. Then a couple weeks later the kids and I were at the mall in G'ville and I let them each pick out an outfit. This was supposed to distract them for a while as I rummaged through the maternity clothes clearance section for something new to wear. It didn't. Ethan suprised me by being the indecisive one when it came to baby clothes for his new sister, he picked out about a dozen things and finally settled on a lady bug jumper. Hannah wanted to pass along her odd mixing of colors to the baby, but I refused to let her get the onesie with the skirt claiming too many layers makes for difficult diaper changes and lets just keep it simple shall we? Still it was cute to see the kids pick some stuff out for their new sister and actually be excited about it. Ethan is especially happy that he won't be the youngest kid anymore and finally gets to be older than someone.

OH! I did have a fairly amusing story to share and I totally almost forgot it. I had my 28 week checkup/torture-fest this week. My visit part was really quick, everything is measuring well ( I guess... I didn't ask), I gained 3 pounds in 3 weeks...oh well...and baby's heartbeat is great. I'm having no major pains or anything crazy going on so I was in and out like a burger. Then came the Gestational Diabetes test. This is a cruel and gross thing to do to a pregnant woman and I tried to opt out of it but my mean doctor wouldn't let me. So I drank the evil orange syrup soda from hell and sat for an hour reading a sleazy romance novel while men in onesies walked back and forth in front of me. I was told to let them know when I had to pee so they could collect it.

Have you ever tried to pee in a cup when you couldn't see below your belly to see if you were hitting the cup or not? That was gross.

But my pee wasn't enough for the evil lab people, no...they wanted my blood too. Now the last time they took my blood they laid me down because I have a history of fainting. I did really well last time so I didn't even mention it this time, figuring I could do it sitting up like a normal person. That whole fainting while giving blood thing is a mental thing and I am totally in control enough to block out whatever craziness it is that makes me faint. Right?

Wrong. The lab guy pops in the second vial in a very undelicate way and I get woozy, and he gets worried, and they call another guy to help walk me over to lay me down. Only this time they lay me down backwards and ask me to elevate my knees. I'm already horribly dizzy and clammy and this position forces not only the yucky orange crap to head away from my tummy towards my head, but also the blueberry muffins and banana and 3 glasses of water I drank that morning (ok fine 2 glasses) and I start feeling sick.

So here I am, knees bent, paler than I was coming in, one guy draining all of my blood, another moving a trash can near my head and telling the other guy he doesn't like my color and both of them telling me it's ok to turn my head and throw up, they don't mind. Well I mind ok?!?!?! How on earth was I supposed to lay still with a needle stuck in my hand and lean over and throw up while keeping my hand still, and not get puke in my hair and on my clothes, and to boot I was in the front office of the lab so everyone in the whole clinic would hear me puke! No thank you! Somehow I was able to not throw up although it was sooo close a time or ten, and the evil lab guys decided they could work with the blood they had collected so far.

And did I get a call this week saying I had GD or any other strange issues that warranted the tortourous blood work? No. I hate them so much.

My new year's resolution to eat better lasted pretty long. I've kind of strayed over the last week or two and I really believe that is contributing to my feeling lazy and not so great. Or it could just be that I'm getting big. But I bet it has a little to do with it. So my mission this week is to get back on track with that, and weather willing start getting some walking in. The weather really has been total crap. It's almost like some evil force is working against me and wants me to get totally out of shape. It may be time to break out the Wii Fit Plus I got for Christmas and do some major walking in place....lol.

Maybe I'll update this again in a more timely fashion next time. Maybe.

Saturday, January 9, 2010

Oh what a happy pig am I!


I'm 26 weeks along now, which is 5.9 months according to some pregnancy week/month converter thingy. But I'm the one that's pregnant so I'm going to go ahead and say I'm 6 months. Wow! Along with being 26 weeks comes RLS or restless leg syndrome for those that don't know their initials and leg cramps. Just like every other stupid pregnancy symptom out there I started getting this one a day or two ago. Do I really have to get everything? Or am I just a pregnancy hypochondriac?

I've been doing well with my healthyish eating so far. Last night was interesting though. Bill and I dumped Hannah off with the neighbors and went out do dinner at the Macaroni Grill...yum! This was the first time I felt like a big pregnant pig of a woman. I was starving!! I swear I must have eaten half the little loaf of bread they brought us, then a hunk of fried cheese which was not the best fried cheese I have ever eaten and I do consider myself somewhat of a fried cheese expert, and usually we've been ordering one entree and sharing because my appetite hasn't been that great, but I ordered my own fettucini alfredo with chicken and would have eaten the entire thing had it not made me feel like a giant pig! I did however order the lemon pound cake with fresh strawberries that I had been lusting after ever since I saw it in the menu. Damn them and their pretty dessert pictures!! Damn them to you know where! But it was only $1.99 and a small portion of yummy sugar crusted lemon pound cake and considering I never order dessert I felt like...oh who am I kidding I felt like a pig! But I was a darned happy pig!

After dinner Bill and I braved the insanely cold temperatures and walked 20 feet from the restaraunt into the mall. My poor belly felt streched to it's limits. Bill said it was because I ate so darned much, but sadly, as much as I ate, I didn't feel like I had overeaten. I felt like a happy pig with a comfortably full belly, not overstuffed. Which felt great, because I've simply been starving the last few days even though I have been grazing all day the healthy stuff I picked up. Maybe I'm hitting a growth spurt, maybe I'm meant to be 500 pounds by the time I'm done. Last night I just didn't care. And this morning I woke up not starving for the first time in a while and I just feel great. So if gorging myself is wrong, I don't want to be right!

I started online classes this week and I'm pretty excited about that. I can work ahead in all of my classes so I don't see that being much of a problem with me being pregnant and popping this worm out sometime during the semester. If I just get motivated and get ahead I should be mostly done with classes by the time the baby gets here, which would be ideal. We'll see how long my motivation lasts. Yesterday I started to do my American History reading and was watching the neighbors baby. Bill and the baby fell asleep in the recliner and after reading just a couple pages of my history book I was napping away with them. LOL.

What else is new...oh I got some new fatty pregnant woman tops because I was already growing out of the ones I got from Target, I must say I'm pretty dissapointed with Targets clothes. I think a maternity top should last THROUGH your maternity and not stop fitting at 6 months...I'm not THAT big. So I ordered 5 tops from www.kikisfashions.com and got those in the mail yesterday. I love getting stuff in the mail! Three of the tops fit and are really cute, though I will be suprised if one of them (that I am wearing right now) lasts until the end. But it looks cute now and that's all that matters. The other two are going back. One was so insanely tight that I couldn't breath, which is sad because I liked it the best. The other was the opposite, huge like a freaking tent and ugly. So back it goes too. But the other three are cute and will stay and I'm pretty happy.

That's it for now, I think I might haul Hannah off to the mall and let her spend her gift cards she got for christmas and make her buy me something yummy from Starbucks. Later losers!

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Stupid Christmas cookies...


Well I just got back from my 25 week checkup. The Doc was on vacation so I'm a week behind on visits. Everything is still going great, but I definitely packed the pounds on over Christmas. I knew I would, but that tilt of the scale still freaks you out a bit. Besides, I left my shoes on...and they weight at least 5 pounds, right? I guess if you figure it's been 5 week since my last visit, 10 pounds isn't THAT bad, that's like 2 pounds a week. God lord I'm getting fat...lol. Oh well. The doctor was not worried at all and told me that gaining a total of 13 pounds at 25 weeks was really good and I shouldn't worry at all. I said I'm sure everyone gained weight over the holidays but he said NO he actually LOST weight over the holidays and that's when I kicked him in the face.

Doc said not to worry about the insomnia that is driving me crazy. He also said that nap I took yesterday was a big no no, but gosh darn it I was soooo tired. Benadryl is ok to take, but it hasn't been working for me. Luckily I'm a stay at home mom, or so he says, but that full load of classes I'm going to be taking still requires my brain to function there doctor smarty pants!! If it's still bugging me at the next visit he'll address it then. It may have just been stress (lord knows I've been under some) and the extra stuff going on from the holidays and hopefully I'll get back to normal soon.

I finally got an update on how my ultrasound went, he said everything looks great. Baby is sitting breech and I told him that the majority of the ass kicking the baby is giving me is still extremely low so I'm sure she's still hanging around all funky in there. It's really an unpleasant feeling you know, getting kicked in your butt and your bladder all the time. I told the Doc this and he just laughed at me. He said we'll do a quick ultrasound at my 28 week checkup to see if she's flipped herself around the right way. Yipeee!! Another ultrasound! That's about the ONLY thing to look forward to on the next visit.

I go back in three weeks for my 28 week checkup...glucose test time, and blood work...WAH! I still tried to get out of it, but he said Nuh-uh no way. I guess pouting doesn't work as well when your lips are all fat from eating ten pounds of candy cane cookies.

Oh and he measured my belly and said I'm measuring a little big, at 27. For those that don't know, your belly at this point should measure along with how far you are, so I should be at 25 since I'm 25 weeks. He still insists the baby will be born on April 17th right on time, and on his birthday.

Everything is still good though, a little swelling but I've had that all along, heartbeat is perfect and everyone is still hanging in there! I'm going to go have some more cookies now...tata!