6 posts tagged “preggo”

i haven't posted much lately because i am hot and overheated and terribly uncomfortable. more details at the LJ but suffice it to say...

* i got to spend saturday evening in the hospital because of contractions (i can at least say that the hospital is nice, one of the two nurses i had was nice, we had cable in the room and we watched "mythbusters," and that hubby did a great job distracting the boy, and the baby is fine).

* have to relax, but not too much (since that would risk a blood clot). (but i am scared about being 50% effaced.)

* i am 34 weeks along.
* it can't be a good sign when your OB sees you and says "wow, you got big." (i saw her two weeks ago.)
* birth will be scheduled for sometime between memorial day and june 4th -- i'm not making it to my due date of june 10th. wonder what date is better, from an astrological viewpoint. hubby thinks we should auction off potential birth dates to the grandparents, and rake in lots of dough.
* it's very weird that we can choose our baby's birthday (of course, the baby may have other ideas). at least we're keeping the gender a secret from ourselves.
* i have contractions if i stand up for too long. guess i'm not going to the mall anytime soon, especially since i just shuffle along, and people tend to try to run me over.
* i bought more materity clothes, since most of the ones i've been wearing no longer fit. (i think i am too big for muumuus.)
* heartburn is the enemy.
* trying to decide if i should bring harry potter books to the hospital (i read the first 3 for the first time when the boy was born), or new books. i think nostalgia may win out.

* do you really think it makes me feel any better to have you people look at my belly profile and say "wow" in a voice tinged with terror and sympathy? or to express horror when i tell you my due date is 7 weeks off? or to ask me if the doctor is sure that there is only one in there? and do you really think i haven't heard any of this before? i'm only five foot, and the baby is measuring huge -- it's not like i can sublet extra space here, and you're not helping.

* okay, beeyotch, i want to support the church as much as anyone, but do you really think that refusing to meet anywhere but at my house, even when i offer to drop off my pledge form while i'm out running errands, or offer to meet at a coffee house where you and i don't have to worry about stepping on spilled cereal and legos, and apparently hearing nothing but the words "my house" and "3pm," is going to endear me to you? so take the damn pledge form (good thing i'm not petty enough to reduce the pledge due to your idiocy) and leave my doorstep. and, by the way, we lived in a townhouse, not a semi-detached house, despite what you think, and this isn't a starter house for us (and why do you need to know whether we've had a mortgage before, anyway? just because we're younger than you doesn't mean we're naive and inexperienced).

* hey, lady, i'm not surprised your kid has a broken arm, if he and his brother rough-house in the middle of the aisles of the grocery store. but is it too much to ask you to get them out of the way so that the preggo lady can get by without fear of injury or spontaneous labor due to being trampled or elbowed?

* listen, folks: object permanence DOES exist with my hair (even if you can't see it, it's still there -- didn't you learn this as a baby?); just because i've pulled it back into a ponytail doesn't mean i've cut it off, so stop asking. what confuses you so about this? is it that you didn't think that curly hair could be worn in a ponytail (although i admit that it does more resemble a poodle-tail)? is it that you think that only cute perky white chicks have ponytails? get over it!

* yo, PTA lady, if someone is in the PTA looking like they are expecting assistance, and you've never seen them before, it's considered polite to ask "can i help you" right when you see them, not after you've puttered around the office for five minutes. and when, after they have been assisted, they say "thank you" and "goodbye," common courtesy expects you to give some kind of greeting, whether or not you're obsessing about muffins for the jog-a-thon.

i can't even make it to lent. this issue with my mother started stressing me out again yesterday, and the headaches have returned. no fair. i feel like misquoting henry higgins: "why can't my mother be more like a vase?"

the baby is coming in 13 weeks. this is not enough time to excavate our bedroom, get rid of extraneous crap, set up the crib and changing table, track down missing items, etc. panic. i am convinced i'll pop early -- the hospital tour isn't coming soon enough!

i want to do yoga today, but i am worried about the heartburn i'm wrangling with, and too many downward dogs aren't good for my head.

not enough iron or calcium in my body! and the iron pills have unpleasant side affects. ppttt.

i don't know what i want to do when i grow up. there don't seem to be enough jobs that i am qualified for that don't require horrendous commutes. i can bow out for a year, pleading baby, but then what?

i hate living on a budget -- maybe i should just cave and go work at some boring corporate gig so i can make lots of money.

we have to clean the house for a get-together on saturday. wah!

wah!

• damn you meg cabot! maybe it's the hormones, but you made me cry with princess on the brink!
• the bears game yesterday (tivo'd, naturally) was freakin' awesome! the defense gave me some frights in the second half, but they redeemed themselves with an excellent first half, and the last quarter rocked. dude, rex grossman was on fire! now, if i hadn't lived in chicago for 10+ years, i would have rooted for new orleans, who stephen colbert hoped would redeem the bush administration with a victory. and the saints did great this year. but for me, it's all about the bears, even though i live in the LA area now. (san diego WHO?)
• last night, i was kept awake with the prospect of compiling a list of books for the coming of age group at our UU church (coming of age is like confirmation, but since it's UU, we expect the kids to define their own beliefs). i found this exercise in bibliography development to be a lot of fun (more fun than, say, developing worksheets for information literacy). i am trying to decide what this means. (can i get away with recommending neil gaiman's graphic novel "seasons of mists" to eight graders?)
• we found snow last weekend, in sequoia national forest. it made me happy.
• the boy last night cuddled my belly a lot and kept saying, "MY baby, MY baby." he's quite jealous and protective of his baby.
• i made gluten-free bread this weekend, and even though it has corn starch in it, i am still in heaven (i'm allergic to corn). yea, toast!
• i am addicted to glutino's frozen gluten-free pizza -- pizza that actually tastes good! of course, i have to take four lactaid pills whenever i eat it, but it's a small price to pay.
• my husband has been amusingly befuddled and pleased by my good mood of late. it's cute.
• the baby moves a lot. i am officially half-way through my pregnancy. the baby doesn't like ultrasound scanners pushing down on him/her, and was stubbornly presenting his/her back instead of a profile last week. sounds like the baby will fit well in our family.
  

i'm just 19 weeks pregnant.

here's how i do pregnant: i started showing at 4 weeks, i inject myself daily with a blood thinner to ward off blood clots, i have had to stop working since the headache i've had since mid-november is worsened by using the computer for too long or by sitting in certain positions. still and all, it's a good thing. duncan is thrilled, and he cuddles and pats my belly a lot. hubby and i have hashed out names,  but i reserve the right to change my mind up until the moment of birth. my mom has told everyone in town (and beyond).

i'm due around june 10 or 11. one of the mothers in duncan's kindergarten class commented, "but that's the busiest time of the school year." because obviously i should plan my pregnancies around the school district calendar, as opposed to the academic calendar at work. :)