At this stage in my pregnancy, every day I wake up is a good day. I've been so miserably uncomfortable and at this point, if death came knocking at my door I would not be shocked. I realize that when Emily gets here I will be so exhausted and stressed out that I will be begging my Dr. to put her back in my belly but without knowing what that experience feels like and only knowing what THIS experience feels like, it's hard to see that. It's really hard to see anything to be perfectly honest. My brain feels like it's on vacation. I can walk, see, hear and speak but I can't comprehend what's going on. I'm not sure why or where I'm walking to, who or what I'm seeing or what or who I'm hearing or speaking to. It's almost like being on a bad acid trip for the last 7 months. My mind is such goo I can't remember what it was like to be sharp and awake. The one bright side I keep holding out for is maternity leave. Yes, it will entail an additional child to care for and feed and bath, clothe, etc., but it will also mean only one thing to focus on. Parenting. Not working full time while half ass parenting before and after work. No traffic killing precious time that I could be cleaning or running errands. Then again, I'll have a life in my hands that is 100% dependent on me. I can't even depend on myself! This poor girl doesn't even know what kind of Mom she picked....
I had a great weekend though. It was exhausting but lots of fun. I think I really needed to get out and see my friends and just be carefree for a few days. I'm definitely paying for it this week but it was worth it. I managed to find a costume that fit over my huge gut for the annual Halloween party my friends have every year. Me and my friend Amber who is due a month after me even managed to stay til midnight! We were very proud of ourselves :) Monday night I attempted to do pumpkins with the kids but my back was killing me SO bad I couldn't stand to lean over the table and scoop out all the insides. The pumpkins definitely didn't end up the way I was hoping but for one year I think I can handle it. Plus, the kids loved them and that's all that matters. Tomorrow is their Halloween parade at school and I'm taking the day off work (WOOHOO!) so I can be there and get them all dressed in their costumes.
James was finally able to go to a Dr.'s appt with me this past Monday and he was a little unnerved when I told him I would be asking my Dr. to induce me ASAP because if I'm pregnant for one more day, I might kill someone. But I asked anyways :) He said that he can actually induce me 2 weeks early (at 39 weeks) and I was SO relieved and happy to hear that! Plus, I didn't even gain one pound over the last two weeks so that was nice to hear too. I promised my Dr. I would be waiting outside his office on the 1st day of my 39th week waiting to be induced but then I got home, talked to Mom and now I'm singing a different tune. I would absolutely hate myself if Emily had any complications tied to me having her early if she's not fully developed or ready to enter the real world. I was 2 weeks late myself and I think she'll come when she's good and ready. I've made it this far, I can't just rush her at this point. Plus, now that I realize how close I'm getting to giving birth, I'm freaking out again. At night the only thing I can think about (besides being extremely uncomfortable laying down) is what my birthing experience will be like. How or when will it happen? Will I be alone? Will I be scared? Will the pain be too much? It's hard not to throw myself into an instant panic attack thinking about it. I know woman have babies every day and I'm no different, but I can't help but be terrified of what's to come. Not knowing what it will be like is the worse part. I feel like I can handle anything as long as I know what to expect and can control it at some level. Being pregnant and giving birth allow for neither of those things! I have lost all control and I have no idea what lies ahead.
HOW FAR ALONG: 32 Weeks (baby is almost 17 inches and over 4 pds)
SLEEP: I should really stop complaining since I'm sure my 3-4 hours a night will dwindle to mabye 1 once Emily gets here.
FOOD CRAVINGS: I'll eat anything at this point. Especially when I'm hungry which is all the time!
WHAT I'M LOOKING FORWARD TO: Seeing the little hands and feet that have been kicking the crap out of me :)
WHAT I'M NOT LOOKING FORWARD TO: pretty much the whole birthing process.
Love, Diana :)
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Friday, October 21, 2011
Week 31..........HELP!
I'm slowly losing my mind. Like, officially, slowly.going.insane. I see myself either ending up in a straight jacket or committing homicide in the near future. I think if I hear one more person tell me how "beautiful" or "magical" pregnancy is and what a gift it is, I will cut them. I imagine that some people must actually enjoy being pregnant or feel good during their pregnancies and that's why they continue to have kids. But personally, this sucks! It has been a sucky experience and I will not, I repeat NOT be doing this again. Honestly, if the world were about to end and my uterus was the only hope of keeping the human race alive, we'd be screwed as I would refuse to house another child in my body.
This week has been especially rough to put it mildly. My hormones are raging like a crazy woman. I keep having these urges of just screaming and yelling and whipping my hair around wildly until I get someones attention. I've been crying a lot and just feeling depressed. These last 2 months might just kill me. I might actually drop dead from being pregnant. I wonder if that's ever happened before?? I'm thinking that maybe my lack of sleep is what's causing these crazy feelings. There's a pain in my upper left side that never goes away. It gets so bad during the day that I can barely breath. My back "went out" if that's what you call it. I can barely walk or shower. And then there's the night I really thought I was dying. I was up for the last 3 nights in a row with the worse heartburn known to mankind. I had been having nose bleeds all day that day and after I finally dosed off for maybe 30 minutes or so I awoke to the most awful taste in my mouth and throat. It was the taste of pure blood, but a lot of it. And mixed with the acid taste threw me into a panic. I ran to the sink and my nose was bleeding everywhere. I seriously thought for a minute that I was bleeding internally and if I had chose to "spit up" it would have been just blood. So of course my body goes into panic mode and I can't even see straight or hear anything. I just know that I'm dying and am at this point contemplating calling 911. I tried to remain calm and convince myself that it was just the nose bleed that had bled down my throat and after a few minutes, I was able to get my breath back and start to calm down. It took me another 2 hours to fall back asleep after that incident and I'm still pretty shaken up. I know, in hindsight, it was ridiculous but maybe because I was so tired or not feeling good, it just honestly felt like the end of the road for me. I was convinced me and my baby were bleeding to death.
I see the Dr. on Monday and I'm pretty sure I haven't gained anymore crazy weight. Especially because the heartburn is so bad all day long that it makes it hard to eat, let alone enjoy anything I'm eating. James and I switched mattresses from the guest bed to our bed and now that is more comfortable. But my body is finding alternate ways to keep me up all night. The worse part of this week has been work. My Dad went on vacation and so I was pretty much left in charge. I've done it before and didn't think it would be a big deal, but we ended up having a very busy week and me being pregnant and uncomfortable made this week completely unbearable. Between having to climb in big trucks and tiny cars to give customers rides every 5 minutes to jumping up and down from my chair to find out what the guys were doing. It was a real handful and probably not the best idea for how pregnant I am. I will definitely be going on vacation the next time he does and let someone else run this zoo. I'm very easily stressed these days and really should be taking better care of myself, but I also stress about what would happen if I wasn't working as much. I know I'm stressed at work too much these days but if I cut back on my hours and pay that would stress me out too. So I've got to figure out a happy balance, if that even exists before my head literally blows up.
There is some good stuff on the horizon though. This weekend is packed with girls' nights and a Halloween party. I'm hoping getting out and being social for a few days will help me get out of this funk. The kids and I will carve our pumpkins this weekend and maybe I can get myself to work some more on Emily's room. But most likely due to how exhausted I am both physically and mentally, I will probably just lay in bed staring at the ceiling wondering "what the hell just happened".
HOW FAR ALONG: 31 weeks (baby is over 16 inches long and probably weighs close to 4 pds if she's not there already)
SLEEP: Ha!
FOOD CRAVINGS: I usually crave something different every day and as long as I don't indulge in that craving it will disappear within hours.
WHAT I'M LOOKING FORWARD TO: Falling in love with this child to have some sort of feeling that this was all worth it. Plus, she's moving around so much and sometimes I can feel part of her body sticking out from my stomach so I'm really curious to see what she's all about.
WHAT I'M NOT LOOKING FORWARD TO: The next 2 months. I'm going to seriously inquire about inducing early.
Love, Diana
This week has been especially rough to put it mildly. My hormones are raging like a crazy woman. I keep having these urges of just screaming and yelling and whipping my hair around wildly until I get someones attention. I've been crying a lot and just feeling depressed. These last 2 months might just kill me. I might actually drop dead from being pregnant. I wonder if that's ever happened before?? I'm thinking that maybe my lack of sleep is what's causing these crazy feelings. There's a pain in my upper left side that never goes away. It gets so bad during the day that I can barely breath. My back "went out" if that's what you call it. I can barely walk or shower. And then there's the night I really thought I was dying. I was up for the last 3 nights in a row with the worse heartburn known to mankind. I had been having nose bleeds all day that day and after I finally dosed off for maybe 30 minutes or so I awoke to the most awful taste in my mouth and throat. It was the taste of pure blood, but a lot of it. And mixed with the acid taste threw me into a panic. I ran to the sink and my nose was bleeding everywhere. I seriously thought for a minute that I was bleeding internally and if I had chose to "spit up" it would have been just blood. So of course my body goes into panic mode and I can't even see straight or hear anything. I just know that I'm dying and am at this point contemplating calling 911. I tried to remain calm and convince myself that it was just the nose bleed that had bled down my throat and after a few minutes, I was able to get my breath back and start to calm down. It took me another 2 hours to fall back asleep after that incident and I'm still pretty shaken up. I know, in hindsight, it was ridiculous but maybe because I was so tired or not feeling good, it just honestly felt like the end of the road for me. I was convinced me and my baby were bleeding to death.
I see the Dr. on Monday and I'm pretty sure I haven't gained anymore crazy weight. Especially because the heartburn is so bad all day long that it makes it hard to eat, let alone enjoy anything I'm eating. James and I switched mattresses from the guest bed to our bed and now that is more comfortable. But my body is finding alternate ways to keep me up all night. The worse part of this week has been work. My Dad went on vacation and so I was pretty much left in charge. I've done it before and didn't think it would be a big deal, but we ended up having a very busy week and me being pregnant and uncomfortable made this week completely unbearable. Between having to climb in big trucks and tiny cars to give customers rides every 5 minutes to jumping up and down from my chair to find out what the guys were doing. It was a real handful and probably not the best idea for how pregnant I am. I will definitely be going on vacation the next time he does and let someone else run this zoo. I'm very easily stressed these days and really should be taking better care of myself, but I also stress about what would happen if I wasn't working as much. I know I'm stressed at work too much these days but if I cut back on my hours and pay that would stress me out too. So I've got to figure out a happy balance, if that even exists before my head literally blows up.
There is some good stuff on the horizon though. This weekend is packed with girls' nights and a Halloween party. I'm hoping getting out and being social for a few days will help me get out of this funk. The kids and I will carve our pumpkins this weekend and maybe I can get myself to work some more on Emily's room. But most likely due to how exhausted I am both physically and mentally, I will probably just lay in bed staring at the ceiling wondering "what the hell just happened".
HOW FAR ALONG: 31 weeks (baby is over 16 inches long and probably weighs close to 4 pds if she's not there already)
SLEEP: Ha!
FOOD CRAVINGS: I usually crave something different every day and as long as I don't indulge in that craving it will disappear within hours.
WHAT I'M LOOKING FORWARD TO: Falling in love with this child to have some sort of feeling that this was all worth it. Plus, she's moving around so much and sometimes I can feel part of her body sticking out from my stomach so I'm really curious to see what she's all about.
WHAT I'M NOT LOOKING FORWARD TO: The next 2 months. I'm going to seriously inquire about inducing early.
Love, Diana
Thursday, October 13, 2011
30 Weeks
I'm not sure how to describe how I've been feeling lately. I really don't like being pregnant though. It feels like I constantly have to worry about what I'm doing, eating, how I'm sleeping, etc. And I'm just generally uncomfortable all the time. My upper stomach is numb, which apparently my Dr. has never heard before but doesn't seemed too concerned about. I have this horrible pain in my side around my ribs that feels like someone is stabbing me and it lasts for hours and hours. The indigestion feels like it's permanently burned a hole in my throat.
I had an unpleasant check up on Monday. Apparently, I'm gaining too much weight too quickly. My Dr. told me to calm down on the eating :( I was so upset when he said this and when I saw that I've put on 5 pds. in two weeks mostly because I'm so miserable, food is the only thing that keeps me remotely happy and to have to "slow down" on pigging out just reminds me of how much I really don't like any of this. I cried and cried and cried and now I feel guilty for anything I eat that I know is high in calories or not healthy. But the other part of me is like "f it!" I get 2 months left and I want to eat whatever I want to eat! But I'm trying to slow down because I know I'll gorge when Halloween and Thanksgiving get here so I need to save some of my pigging out for those two holidays and hopefully my weight gain will slow down a little....Other than that I'm healthy and the baby is healthy but not having any more ultra sounds is making me a little nervous. I can't see her and I don't know what's going on in there. What does she look like? Is she okay? Does she have enough room? I think the Dr. said he can start doing measurements to guesstimate her weight when I'm at 36 weeks so just a little longer and I'll be able to get prepared to give birth to a 20 pd. baby. The one cool thing about my appt. was that there was a Dad there with his 6 week old baby girl. She was SO cute and just slept in his arms and he was telling me a little bit of what I can expect when Emily gets here. But then she started crying, crying like she was being murdered. Apparently she just needed a diaper change but that cry was enough to make me cry. It just was scary realizing that I'll be responsible for a little person and I'll need to know which cry means what and the situation just overwhelmed me beyond belief. I wasn't expecting myself to react that way.
The baby shower is getting close and I am SO excited!! I can't wait to see everyone and celebrate this little muffin in my bellly. I know my sister has been planning up a storm so I can't wait to see what she's done. And we've gotten all the big items now so I feel a lot less stressed. Granted, her crib is still in pieces in the middle of her room but we'll get to it eventually :) I've gotten her stroller, high chair, car seat and playpen and crib. I'm going to use the playpen as her bassinet in our bedroom since it has a little bed thing that sits at the top and is easy to pack up and move.
I feel bad that I bitch a lot about being pregnant. I guess I'm just not good at sharing my body with someone but having James and the kids around reminds me to be happy and excited about a new little one coming into our lives. Joli kisses and hugs my belly all the time and she drew some really cute pictures for Emily to give to her when she gets here. She also wrote her a note that says she loves Emily and she is the best sister ever! I cried it was so sweet. And the baby totally reacts to her Daddy. Any time he's talking in the room or touches my stomach she goes nuts squirming and kicking. Maybe she's already a Daddy's girl....or maybe she just can't stand how loud he is like her Mommy. haha. Either way it's really cute!
All the typical pregnancy stuff that I was hoping was long gone is back in full force. I always feel like crying and if I don't feel like crying, then I actually am crying. I'm also really irritable. Everything gets on my nerves and I can't seem to calm down or relax for two minutes without something annoying me. I can't get comfortable which is annoying and probably what's causing me to be so irritable since I can't get comfortable for 5 minutes. My therapist keeps telling me to stop with the "what if's" but it's hard not to worry 24/7 about what could happen. What if she's a huge crier and I can't handle it and lose my temper? What if she doesn't like me? What if I don't like her?? What if I get post postpartum? What if there's complications when she's born? I know I can't control the "what if's" even if they were to happen but that doesn't stop me from worrying about them anyways. I keep a picture of me on my 1st birthday on my desk at work and look at it often to try and remind myself that I'll have a mini me soon who I'll love and will look like me (maybe) but all I see is her messy face from stuffing it with chocolate cake and wonder "How can I handle all that mess?" I guess you could say I'm feeling a little overwhelmed.....
HOW FAR ALONG: 30 weeks (she's probably almost 16 inches long and well over 3 pds)
SLEEP: I know I'm not getting as much as I'd like at this point but I have to realize pretty quickly that I'll soon be getting NO sleep with Emily here.
FOOD CRAVINGS: Food = guilt! That doesn't stop me from eating just makes me feel bad the whole time.
WHAT I'M LOOKING FORWARD TO: A break. From work, from life and responsibility. Oh, that's not going to happen??
WHAT I'M NOT LOOKING FORWARD TO: The closer my due date gets, the more I'm starting to worry about labor again. I'm trying to stay positive but I think I'm really just being unrealistic in my expectations.
Love, Diana :)
I had an unpleasant check up on Monday. Apparently, I'm gaining too much weight too quickly. My Dr. told me to calm down on the eating :( I was so upset when he said this and when I saw that I've put on 5 pds. in two weeks mostly because I'm so miserable, food is the only thing that keeps me remotely happy and to have to "slow down" on pigging out just reminds me of how much I really don't like any of this. I cried and cried and cried and now I feel guilty for anything I eat that I know is high in calories or not healthy. But the other part of me is like "f it!" I get 2 months left and I want to eat whatever I want to eat! But I'm trying to slow down because I know I'll gorge when Halloween and Thanksgiving get here so I need to save some of my pigging out for those two holidays and hopefully my weight gain will slow down a little....Other than that I'm healthy and the baby is healthy but not having any more ultra sounds is making me a little nervous. I can't see her and I don't know what's going on in there. What does she look like? Is she okay? Does she have enough room? I think the Dr. said he can start doing measurements to guesstimate her weight when I'm at 36 weeks so just a little longer and I'll be able to get prepared to give birth to a 20 pd. baby. The one cool thing about my appt. was that there was a Dad there with his 6 week old baby girl. She was SO cute and just slept in his arms and he was telling me a little bit of what I can expect when Emily gets here. But then she started crying, crying like she was being murdered. Apparently she just needed a diaper change but that cry was enough to make me cry. It just was scary realizing that I'll be responsible for a little person and I'll need to know which cry means what and the situation just overwhelmed me beyond belief. I wasn't expecting myself to react that way.
The baby shower is getting close and I am SO excited!! I can't wait to see everyone and celebrate this little muffin in my bellly. I know my sister has been planning up a storm so I can't wait to see what she's done. And we've gotten all the big items now so I feel a lot less stressed. Granted, her crib is still in pieces in the middle of her room but we'll get to it eventually :) I've gotten her stroller, high chair, car seat and playpen and crib. I'm going to use the playpen as her bassinet in our bedroom since it has a little bed thing that sits at the top and is easy to pack up and move.
I feel bad that I bitch a lot about being pregnant. I guess I'm just not good at sharing my body with someone but having James and the kids around reminds me to be happy and excited about a new little one coming into our lives. Joli kisses and hugs my belly all the time and she drew some really cute pictures for Emily to give to her when she gets here. She also wrote her a note that says she loves Emily and she is the best sister ever! I cried it was so sweet. And the baby totally reacts to her Daddy. Any time he's talking in the room or touches my stomach she goes nuts squirming and kicking. Maybe she's already a Daddy's girl....or maybe she just can't stand how loud he is like her Mommy. haha. Either way it's really cute!
All the typical pregnancy stuff that I was hoping was long gone is back in full force. I always feel like crying and if I don't feel like crying, then I actually am crying. I'm also really irritable. Everything gets on my nerves and I can't seem to calm down or relax for two minutes without something annoying me. I can't get comfortable which is annoying and probably what's causing me to be so irritable since I can't get comfortable for 5 minutes. My therapist keeps telling me to stop with the "what if's" but it's hard not to worry 24/7 about what could happen. What if she's a huge crier and I can't handle it and lose my temper? What if she doesn't like me? What if I don't like her?? What if I get post postpartum? What if there's complications when she's born? I know I can't control the "what if's" even if they were to happen but that doesn't stop me from worrying about them anyways. I keep a picture of me on my 1st birthday on my desk at work and look at it often to try and remind myself that I'll have a mini me soon who I'll love and will look like me (maybe) but all I see is her messy face from stuffing it with chocolate cake and wonder "How can I handle all that mess?" I guess you could say I'm feeling a little overwhelmed.....
HOW FAR ALONG: 30 weeks (she's probably almost 16 inches long and well over 3 pds)
SLEEP: I know I'm not getting as much as I'd like at this point but I have to realize pretty quickly that I'll soon be getting NO sleep with Emily here.
FOOD CRAVINGS: Food = guilt! That doesn't stop me from eating just makes me feel bad the whole time.
WHAT I'M LOOKING FORWARD TO: A break. From work, from life and responsibility. Oh, that's not going to happen??
WHAT I'M NOT LOOKING FORWARD TO: The closer my due date gets, the more I'm starting to worry about labor again. I'm trying to stay positive but I think I'm really just being unrealistic in my expectations.
Love, Diana :)
Friday, October 7, 2011
Week 29.........Uh I'm having a baby?
I know it's a little late to start freaking out that I'm going to be a Mom, but I'm freaking out!!! All of a sudden I went from "I have 9 months to get ready for this" to "Holy shit, I'm going to have a kid in a matter of weeks". The good news is I'm not freaking out about giving birth as much as I was before. Mostly because my life has become so stressful and busy that I'm looking forward to having some time off to just focus on one thing. Sure, it might be a screaming, hungry, poopy baby that requires every second of my time but it's only one thing I have to worry about instead of 5 million.
I was really hoping that the 3rd trimester would be like the 2nd and I would still feel good most of the time, yada yada. But I'm not feeling good. At all! And I've been super cranky lately. I just can't seem to handle anything remotely irritating. My job is on my last nerve, customers are on my last nerve, I'm just done. I'm uncomfortable all the time and if I'm not suffering from a massive headache, it's the indigestion that kills me or back pain or chest pain. I'm actually really really happy that I have this blog now so that if I ever get the "itch" again I can just read these entries to remind myself of why I will never be pregnant again. If all these things just affected me than maybe it wouldn't be so bad, but my attitude affects everyone around me and that part I don't like so much.
Happy baby stuff......My mom got us a crib and last weekend I decided to put it together. Well since there's no room in Emily's room to put together a big crib, I opted to do it in our empty living room so I'd have tons of space. Bad idea....I managed to get the crib put together with out too many screw ups (thanks to James!) and we go to put it in the bedroom and realize it doesn't fit through the hallway. After some smart thinking on our parts, we figure out a way to make it fit thru the hallways. Crisis averted! Or not....the crib would not fit in the doorway to the bedroom no matter how we moved it. We realized quickly in the middle of the hallway that the crib would have to be taken apart to put in the room and then be put back together. I almost cried I was so irritated and James was mad because he had told me I should put it together in her room and I didn't listen. So after ruining the walls and the crib, we got it apart and it's now sitting in pieces in Emily's room. She's sleeping on the floor....And my Dad got us a bunch of big items off our registry. The play pen and high chair were delivered yesterday and today the stroller is being delivered. We should get the car seat next week. They're all in boxes and need to be put together and after the debacle with the crib I don't even want to see another allen wrench for as long as I live. But I'm still very excited to see it all set up and ready to go and hopefully we can get through building them without as much drama :)
Emily is still kicking a lot and it's getting weird because even when I'm just sitting down or standing up even, I can see my stomach move from her moving. It's kinda creepy but I'm getting used to it. She already loves her Daddy! As soon as he starts talking to her or touches my stomach she wakes right up and kicks and kicks. Joli got to feel her kick once but as soon as I speak up to get someones attention that she's kicking, she stops. So it makes it difficult for me to share with others. Now that I'm getting so big, I worry about keeping her safe. My big belly bumps into everything and I'm paranoid that I'm going to hurt her on accident. I'm also starting to get that whole Mom worry thing. Everyone always says they just want a healthy baby and I honestly hadn't given that any thought until now. But I'm sure I'll have the rest of my life as a Mommy to worry about her.
And now a short request to toilet makers around the world.....STOP MAKING MIDGET TOILETS!!! Being almost 5'10 and having to pee 26 times a day with a basketball in your stomach is already challenging enough. The toilets in my house are seriously made for little people. I can BARELY get on and off them as it is and I can only imagine this getting worse the bigger I get. I might have to start going in our yard like the neighborhood cats.....
HOW FAR ALONG: 29 weeks (baby is getting big, probably at 3 to 3.5 pds and over 15 inches long)
SLEEP: I wish.....
FOOD CRAVINGS: I'm hungry all the time but nothing sounds appetizing. Plus the 24/7 indigestion makes it hard to pig out.
WHAT I'M LOOKING FORWARD TO: Again, mostly time off work at this point. I need a serious break and I'm too easily stressed at this point in the pregnancy.
WHAT I'M NOT LOOKING FORWARD TO: Putting together any more furniture or baby gear. But I'm crazy and will have them all done by next weekend.
Love, Diana :)
I was really hoping that the 3rd trimester would be like the 2nd and I would still feel good most of the time, yada yada. But I'm not feeling good. At all! And I've been super cranky lately. I just can't seem to handle anything remotely irritating. My job is on my last nerve, customers are on my last nerve, I'm just done. I'm uncomfortable all the time and if I'm not suffering from a massive headache, it's the indigestion that kills me or back pain or chest pain. I'm actually really really happy that I have this blog now so that if I ever get the "itch" again I can just read these entries to remind myself of why I will never be pregnant again. If all these things just affected me than maybe it wouldn't be so bad, but my attitude affects everyone around me and that part I don't like so much.
Happy baby stuff......My mom got us a crib and last weekend I decided to put it together. Well since there's no room in Emily's room to put together a big crib, I opted to do it in our empty living room so I'd have tons of space. Bad idea....I managed to get the crib put together with out too many screw ups (thanks to James!) and we go to put it in the bedroom and realize it doesn't fit through the hallway. After some smart thinking on our parts, we figure out a way to make it fit thru the hallways. Crisis averted! Or not....the crib would not fit in the doorway to the bedroom no matter how we moved it. We realized quickly in the middle of the hallway that the crib would have to be taken apart to put in the room and then be put back together. I almost cried I was so irritated and James was mad because he had told me I should put it together in her room and I didn't listen. So after ruining the walls and the crib, we got it apart and it's now sitting in pieces in Emily's room. She's sleeping on the floor....And my Dad got us a bunch of big items off our registry. The play pen and high chair were delivered yesterday and today the stroller is being delivered. We should get the car seat next week. They're all in boxes and need to be put together and after the debacle with the crib I don't even want to see another allen wrench for as long as I live. But I'm still very excited to see it all set up and ready to go and hopefully we can get through building them without as much drama :)
Emily is still kicking a lot and it's getting weird because even when I'm just sitting down or standing up even, I can see my stomach move from her moving. It's kinda creepy but I'm getting used to it. She already loves her Daddy! As soon as he starts talking to her or touches my stomach she wakes right up and kicks and kicks. Joli got to feel her kick once but as soon as I speak up to get someones attention that she's kicking, she stops. So it makes it difficult for me to share with others. Now that I'm getting so big, I worry about keeping her safe. My big belly bumps into everything and I'm paranoid that I'm going to hurt her on accident. I'm also starting to get that whole Mom worry thing. Everyone always says they just want a healthy baby and I honestly hadn't given that any thought until now. But I'm sure I'll have the rest of my life as a Mommy to worry about her.
And now a short request to toilet makers around the world.....STOP MAKING MIDGET TOILETS!!! Being almost 5'10 and having to pee 26 times a day with a basketball in your stomach is already challenging enough. The toilets in my house are seriously made for little people. I can BARELY get on and off them as it is and I can only imagine this getting worse the bigger I get. I might have to start going in our yard like the neighborhood cats.....
HOW FAR ALONG: 29 weeks (baby is getting big, probably at 3 to 3.5 pds and over 15 inches long)
SLEEP: I wish.....
FOOD CRAVINGS: I'm hungry all the time but nothing sounds appetizing. Plus the 24/7 indigestion makes it hard to pig out.
WHAT I'M LOOKING FORWARD TO: Again, mostly time off work at this point. I need a serious break and I'm too easily stressed at this point in the pregnancy.
WHAT I'M NOT LOOKING FORWARD TO: Putting together any more furniture or baby gear. But I'm crazy and will have them all done by next weekend.
Love, Diana :)
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