For those who don't have kids, let me warn you that part of the job of mommyhood includes getting up at 3:30 am with a crying two year old who had a bad dream. For those of us who are lucky to have "hands on husbands/ daddies", a quick jab of the elbow will get him up and off to rescue her from whatever looms in the shadows of her dark bedroom before our eyes even fully open. However, sometimes (particularly during the WORST possible times) daddy's just won't do and all sweet girl wants is "Mommmmmmmy!" (insert wailing) Having a daughter who has been a good sleeper the majority of her life, it's generally not a big deal as these episodes are infrequent. However, when you are NINE MONTHS pregnant, exhausted, and it takes HOURS to turn your mind off enough to fall asleep...well, let's just say, it falls under one of those "worst possible times."
My girl was up at 3:30 am and after almost an hour of cuddles, kisses, and rocking, was able to lay back down and drift off to sleep content with her sleepy lion (her equivalent of a blankie). And while I have to admit I did enjoy our time together last night...the quiet of the night, the smooth feeling of the rocking chair, memories of rocking her after 2am feedings just a couple of summers ago... I was not able to get myself back to sleep. Ever.
Today was looooooooong. The weather was beautiful, but I was too tired to play outside (refrain from judging me, please). I was exhausted all day long. My girl was well behaved today and easily entertained (as long as I let her eat play-doh and cereal all day), but I was not. I am restless. I am tired. Even now, as my husband snoozes in the recliner next to me, I am unable to slow down my mind. It's filled with useless information, to-do lists for the weekend, longing for a night out on the town with girlfriends, and well...preparations for BABY. Not to mention all the contractions I've had today, which are wreaking (?) havoc on my mental health, as I feel like I've been in a 10 hour game of "are they stronger? are they closer? is this "it"?" A game that I keep losing....
Okay. I am tired. Sorry for the mindless chattering...I am...well, you know, tired. I will watch The Bridges of Madison County for the 0.5 minutes I can sit down quietly before I jump up, organize a closet, work on a report for work, or clean something.
Friday, September 28, 2007
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
37 weeks
37 weeks tomorrow and considered full term! Yay! Great job baby J! Now GET ON OUT OF THERE! ROFLMAO
My check up at the doctor's office this morning went fine. 50% effaced but still not much dilation. I was up half the night last night with baby boy moving like crazy (which he doesn't typically do at night), having several contractions, and just generally feeling unwell. Today was a looooooong day.
Tonight is a full moon and we'll see if that has any effect. I'm not holding my breath. My guess right now is that he'll be born October 13th...just as scheduled. He doesn't seem as impatient as his big sister was!!! He'll be here soon enough...
My check up at the doctor's office this morning went fine. 50% effaced but still not much dilation. I was up half the night last night with baby boy moving like crazy (which he doesn't typically do at night), having several contractions, and just generally feeling unwell. Today was a looooooong day.
Tonight is a full moon and we'll see if that has any effect. I'm not holding my breath. My guess right now is that he'll be born October 13th...just as scheduled. He doesn't seem as impatient as his big sister was!!! He'll be here soon enough...
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Guilty pleasures
Current mood: giggly
Okay. So now that I am basically done working, I have gotten sucked into a new guilty pleasure that I have to confess. I love the show Tori & Dean Inn Love. gasp. Yep, it's true. I think it is so funny. And I was neither a big Tori Spelling or Dean McDermott fan. But now I am. The people who put the "a-thons" on the weekends, they really know what they are doing. That is how I got sucked into this show. There was nothing on, and then, all of a sudden, I happened upon FOUR HOURS of Tori & Dean.
Other guilty pleasures of mine include:
I have to eat popcorn EVERY time I go to the movies...no matter when my last meal was
I love McD's salty, fatty fries with a big ol' fountain coke
I am queen of pulling my car over in a parking lot, kicking my seat back, and taking a quick 20 minute nap...anywhere, anytime (A skill I developed during my pg with K when I was still driving all over southern IN for my job)
I have been known to skim my grocery money to ensure I have enough for a pedicure (That one cracks me up!)
Sometimes being able to watch General Hospital at 3pm totally makes my day (don't get me started about guilt)
The only time I clean the upstairs of my house is when company is coming to spend the night (insert evil laughter ROFLMAO)
Well don't leave me hanging out here all alone! Tell me some of your's too!!! I know you have some!!!!
Okay. So now that I am basically done working, I have gotten sucked into a new guilty pleasure that I have to confess. I love the show Tori & Dean Inn Love. gasp. Yep, it's true. I think it is so funny. And I was neither a big Tori Spelling or Dean McDermott fan. But now I am. The people who put the "a-thons" on the weekends, they really know what they are doing. That is how I got sucked into this show. There was nothing on, and then, all of a sudden, I happened upon FOUR HOURS of Tori & Dean.
Other guilty pleasures of mine include:
I have to eat popcorn EVERY time I go to the movies...no matter when my last meal was
I love McD's salty, fatty fries with a big ol' fountain coke
I am queen of pulling my car over in a parking lot, kicking my seat back, and taking a quick 20 minute nap...anywhere, anytime (A skill I developed during my pg with K when I was still driving all over southern IN for my job)
I have been known to skim my grocery money to ensure I have enough for a pedicure (That one cracks me up!)
Sometimes being able to watch General Hospital at 3pm totally makes my day (don't get me started about guilt)
The only time I clean the upstairs of my house is when company is coming to spend the night (insert evil laughter ROFLMAO)
Well don't leave me hanging out here all alone! Tell me some of your's too!!! I know you have some!!!!
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
35 week update
Well, I'll be 36 weeks on Thursday and things remain the same. I saw my doctor this morning and have not dilated any more. Ugh! I am a little frustrated since I've been dealing with contractions for the past TEN WEEKS. Not to mention the back pain, sharp lower abdominal pain, and the breathing difficulties.
Little mister is still way high (like K was) and is enjoying his time in utero. Can't blame him. Hanging out in a warm, dark, calm pool of water 24/7 sounds pretty darn nice to me.
So the waiting continues. I feel guilty for wanting him to hurry up and arrive due to my own anxiety and uncomfortable-ness. That's not fair, is it. So, I am going to sit back, relax, and enjoy the last weeks of pregnancy. His arrival is inevitable after all. And soon enough I will long for the feeling of the little (ha!) kicks and flutters of my baby happily swimming away inside.
Remind me of this when I am complaining of the back pain, sleeplessness, and inability to catch my breath in the coming week(s).
Little mister is still way high (like K was) and is enjoying his time in utero. Can't blame him. Hanging out in a warm, dark, calm pool of water 24/7 sounds pretty darn nice to me.
So the waiting continues. I feel guilty for wanting him to hurry up and arrive due to my own anxiety and uncomfortable-ness. That's not fair, is it. So, I am going to sit back, relax, and enjoy the last weeks of pregnancy. His arrival is inevitable after all. And soon enough I will long for the feeling of the little (ha!) kicks and flutters of my baby happily swimming away inside.
Remind me of this when I am complaining of the back pain, sleeplessness, and inability to catch my breath in the coming week(s).
Friday, September 14, 2007
Most Overused Mom Phrases
I got this from a friend and thought it was funny! Add your own!!!
I've decided it would be funny for us moms to post our MOST OVERUSED MOM PHRASES!
Melissa: "Zip It!"
Lacy: Im not going to tell you agian!
Krystal:"It's not a choice!"
Laura: "No water messes in the house!!"
Ghetto Heart: " That was your LAST warning!"
Audra: "Because I said so!"
Caitlin: "I love you"
Heather H. " What did I just tell you ?
Tanqueray: " Wait till I tell your father !!!"
Misty~~"Stop hitting your brother/sister"
KAYLA~IM THE MOM THATS WHY!!
Jennifer~"the wall is not a coloring book!"
Amber- "Mister, You better not!!!!"
Yevonne- "1-2-3 that's it"
Amy- are you listening?
Jaimie:"That's it!"
Jennifer...im done i have had enough go to your room!!!!
beth. because I said.
Robin~ "You're Grounded!"
Samantha~" I said MOVE IT!!"
N~ "Use your words!"
I've decided it would be funny for us moms to post our MOST OVERUSED MOM PHRASES!
Melissa: "Zip It!"
Lacy: Im not going to tell you agian!
Krystal:"It's not a choice!"
Laura: "No water messes in the house!!"
Ghetto Heart: " That was your LAST warning!"
Audra: "Because I said so!"
Caitlin: "I love you"
Heather H. " What did I just tell you ?
Tanqueray: " Wait till I tell your father !!!"
Misty~~"Stop hitting your brother/sister"
KAYLA~IM THE MOM THATS WHY!!
Jennifer~"the wall is not a coloring book!"
Amber- "Mister, You better not!!!!"
Yevonne- "1-2-3 that's it"
Amy- are you listening?
Jaimie:"That's it!"
Jennifer...im done i have had enough go to your room!!!!
beth. because I said.
Robin~ "You're Grounded!"
Samantha~" I said MOVE IT!!"
N~ "Use your words!"
Questions I ponder...
Current mood: blah
Why is it that every delivery that comes to my house arrives when K has been asleep for 45 minutes? Too long for her to put herself back to sleep, and way too short of a total nap, which leads to a crabby afternoon?
Why is it that every fall when the students return to IU, they look five years younger than the year before?
How come my daughter knows just when I am about to throw her little potty out into the street (or commit suicide), so she decides to pee in her potty all day long?
Why don't doctors know the answers to most of our medical questions?
Why do men insist on driving on the ass of the person in front of them and take off from a stop light like they are gonna win a race?
Why is it so surprising (and disheartening) to learn that people we've looked up to our whole lives aren't who we thought they were? How could they have so many flaws that we missed before?
Why is it that happy dreams fade so quickly when you wake up, yet disturbing ones stay with you all day long? (I'm having one of those days today)
If you have any answers, comments, or questions of your own to add, please do so!
Why is it that every delivery that comes to my house arrives when K has been asleep for 45 minutes? Too long for her to put herself back to sleep, and way too short of a total nap, which leads to a crabby afternoon?
Why is it that every fall when the students return to IU, they look five years younger than the year before?
How come my daughter knows just when I am about to throw her little potty out into the street (or commit suicide), so she decides to pee in her potty all day long?
Why don't doctors know the answers to most of our medical questions?
Why do men insist on driving on the ass of the person in front of them and take off from a stop light like they are gonna win a race?
Why is it so surprising (and disheartening) to learn that people we've looked up to our whole lives aren't who we thought they were? How could they have so many flaws that we missed before?
Why is it that happy dreams fade so quickly when you wake up, yet disturbing ones stay with you all day long? (I'm having one of those days today)
If you have any answers, comments, or questions of your own to add, please do so!
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Baby J update
Current mood: excited
Well today I went to my check up and am at 34 weeks. I'll be 35 weeks on Thursday. I am just starting to dilate, although am not to 1 cm yet. I've been having quite a bit of cramping and contractions the past 24 hours so I figured SOMETHING must be going on. Baby J's heart beat is strong and he is doing fabulous as always.
According to the doc I saw today (there are four in this practice and I am taking a turn seeing each one so I won't have a stranger delivering J when the time comes), she guesses that in the next week or two my cervix will dilate more and my contractions will intensify. At some point, whether it is when I call in due to pain, fear, anxiety, and contractions or during my weekly check ups to see how dilated I am, one of the docs will just "decide" to go ahead and get me in to deliver little mister.
That's both comforting and frightening. I am so anxious to meet my little boy, but have mixed feelings about coming to the end of my pregnancy. I love being pregnant. Even with all the drama and excitement. I loved every minute I was pg with K and have loved every moment with J, too. We have decided this will be our last baby (unless Powers bigger than us step in within the next year) so I am saddened to think about closing this chapter. I think we are making the right decision, but we are going to wait one year before doing anything "permanent" to make EXTRA sure we are done. (Well, Dan is EXTRA sure, but I am not so strong in my surety). :)
Anyhoo, it won't be long now and I"ll be posting at 3am about how sweet it is to hold this baby boy in the middle of the night, despite being more exhausted than I thought humanly possible.
I'm posting some pics of my belly for your viewing pleasure!!!
Monday, September 3, 2007
Dumpster diving
Current mood: contemplative
On Saturday, we dropped off a trash bag full of clothing at The Salvation Army. When we pulled up to the drop site, there was a little girl rummaging through the bags, holding up clothing that might possibly fit her. She couldn't have been more than nine years old. There were two adults also, a woman (her mother?) who looked like she'd lived a very hard life, and a man who was dressed as a woman (complete with painted on eyebrows, a denim skirt, and a blouse). They all talked among themselves and were clearly together.
What a hard life this little girl must live. I wonder what thoughts crossed her mind as she saw my little girl sitting comfortably in the air conditioned back seat, eating goldfish crackers, smiling happily at her daddy as he unloaded our car.
Who takes care of that little girl? Does she have new school clothes? Where does she sleep? Did she eat breakfast? Are these her parents? Does she have any toys or books?
How fortunate my daughter is to have her basic needs met. She will likely never know what it is like to be hungry, have no where to live, or wonder who/where her parents are. What if she had been born into this other little girl's family instead of our's?
How do we truly help others? Give them money? Donate clothing and food? Support local charities? Look them directly in the eye when we encounter them and truly acknowledge them as people, rather than quickly glance away because we are uncomfortable witnessing their hardship?
We, as a society, tend to look down on the impoverished, mentally ill, addicted, and those with unfortunate luck. When we turn our backs on them, how often do we truly think about the children in these families? Why should they live lives that are any different from our children?
I think it is important to think about such things from time to time. I hope you will do the same in your own life.
On Saturday, we dropped off a trash bag full of clothing at The Salvation Army. When we pulled up to the drop site, there was a little girl rummaging through the bags, holding up clothing that might possibly fit her. She couldn't have been more than nine years old. There were two adults also, a woman (her mother?) who looked like she'd lived a very hard life, and a man who was dressed as a woman (complete with painted on eyebrows, a denim skirt, and a blouse). They all talked among themselves and were clearly together.
What a hard life this little girl must live. I wonder what thoughts crossed her mind as she saw my little girl sitting comfortably in the air conditioned back seat, eating goldfish crackers, smiling happily at her daddy as he unloaded our car.
Who takes care of that little girl? Does she have new school clothes? Where does she sleep? Did she eat breakfast? Are these her parents? Does she have any toys or books?
How fortunate my daughter is to have her basic needs met. She will likely never know what it is like to be hungry, have no where to live, or wonder who/where her parents are. What if she had been born into this other little girl's family instead of our's?
How do we truly help others? Give them money? Donate clothing and food? Support local charities? Look them directly in the eye when we encounter them and truly acknowledge them as people, rather than quickly glance away because we are uncomfortable witnessing their hardship?
We, as a society, tend to look down on the impoverished, mentally ill, addicted, and those with unfortunate luck. When we turn our backs on them, how often do we truly think about the children in these families? Why should they live lives that are any different from our children?
I think it is important to think about such things from time to time. I hope you will do the same in your own life.
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