Insomnia

Well, I was doing my normal sleeping routine (bathroom, sleep for an hour, bathroom- rinse and repeat!) and I could not really get comfortable so I decided to go out to the living room and get on the computer. I have only been out her for 20 minutes and really don't feel any sleepier (if that is a word). It did not help that Monkey went to the door and was starting at it. Apparently there was a burglar in the house that she needed to go explore. I locked her in the bedroom and came out her alone, mostly because when I come out her, Duchess and Monkey both want to sit on my lap. I am so not looking forward to work today and tomorrow- my supervisor is gone because her appendix burst. She was supposed to go to Washington D.C. next week, so who knows if she is till going, (BTW she is okay- recovering from emergency surgery- poor thing just had a hysterectomy in February.) I bring that up because part of the department may have to work over the weekend and next week have a mandatory schedule of 8- 4:30. I am going to act like my schedule is normal and not change anything, hopefully this will be okay. I just don't think that I can handle another week of this schedule. (I have to be at work till 5, for phone coverage- it is total crap- thankfully due to scheduling the next time I would have to do it is September or October.)
Anyway, I should go back to bed, Monkey has probably found my warm spot on the bed by now so I will have to disappoint her.

baby shower postponed

So, the work baby shower has been postponed. Apparently part of the department I work in has to work this weekend, including the two girls that are hosting the shower. I can tell they feel bad but I am not terribly upset about it. Things happen- life goes on. I am not looking forward to dragging baby to a baby shower 30 minutes away but that is neither here nor there.
Had a majorly crappy day at work- then had another issue occur that I can't talk about on here (the internet is not private- despite what some people may think.) Just in general feeling not ready for the baby and nervous about the delivery, I still think I am missing the supposed nesting symptom because I have no desire to do anything other than get the crib, changing table, bassinett- whatever set up. I am not big on "Stuff" as it is (if anyone has seen my house- they know that I do not like to just have random crap and stuff up in the house- I don't have anything up on the walls- partly because I don't have a stud finder and partly because I very particular about wall art. I will probably put kid pictures up in the hallway and random pictures to and fro but not huge murals up or anything.
I think I am just grumpy and it does not help that there is a Blazer game on- which is stressful for me- because Robby really gets into it.
I am looking foward to the baby being born and really want her here but I am just having some mixed reactions about everything. Okay- grumpy rant over.

Showers and childbirth classes

I have been very remiss in my blogging- I blame being 8 months pregnant and getting hooked on baby boards. Well, I had two showers since last writing and three more childbirth classes.
Both showers were lovely- like day and night- One was hosted by mother-in-law, two sisters-in-law and friend Molly. It was very lovely and so many people showed up and bought SOOO much stuff! I was very impressed. I got a lot of clothes, a car seat and a lot of stuff that I did not know I needed. There was a ton of food and really good stuff too- the cupcakes were excellent as well as the chocolate covered strawberries. Now, I want that punch and coffee that was there, although I am watching the Alton Brown episode on crawfish and it is really gross. Anyway, Molly did the games and they were fun- of course, I like any game that I don't have to embarrass myself in. We talked, opened presents and that was about it. There was a lot of presents so it took awhile, then the menfolk showed up and most of the non-family ladies left and we had "Easter" dinner there. MIL let me go in her room for some alone time. I didn't sleep but I rested, which I needed. I need so alone time to kind of deplug.
The childbirth classes were interesting, Robby had an awful time. He is not a fan of talking about bodily stuff anyway- let alone in a room full of strangers, he suffered through the breastfeeding video. We also learned about breathing techniques, breastfeeding, swaddling, labor positions and diapering. I am very happy I went just because she went over a lot of how they do things at Salem Hospital and I was concerned about pain management and all that. I don't want to use an epidural if I don't have to. I am keeping positive happy thoughts about it and hope for the best. I am hoping that I won't have to be induced- Robby is for that but it is not his body- he wants that because then he will know when the baby is coming but I am not 100% sold on the idea and to be honest I am going to listen to the doctor first before hubby (although he does have a say.)
The other shower was about half the people, and my aunt Holly didn't get to come because she has this fever thing that is not going away (she will take anti-biotics, fever will go away- as soon as the anti-biotics are done with- fever will come back, Aunt Holly has health issues, anyway so I feel bad at this new development.) Anyway, my Aunt Becki hosted this one- which was kind of out of the blue- her daughter lives in California and I don't know what their plans for kids are so I think that is hard on Aunt Becki. Also, this lady that I had known for a long time but is not actually related to my family was there with her daughter and granddaughter- her daughter has four kids and is expecting twins! I had no idea, she gave us a bunch of bath stuff, it was very thoughtful. Got lots of clothes and other items I needed, one of the best jackets was this little black jacket that has a little light that flashes when you move the garment- hopefully it will last till she can wear it (it is 18 months.)
Mom came over and after I got off work we put clothes away and filled up the dresser. It was nice because I was feeling overwhelmed by everything.
Now we just need- uh I made a list
These are the absolute necessities:
wipes
crib
crib mattress
crib mattress pad (waterproof)
diaper cream
nursing undergarments
diaper pins
These are the things that can wait
high chair
plastic cippy cups
plastic bowls
plastic spoons
more bottles
breast pump
breast milk storage systems
safety gates
plastic outlet protectors
cupboard and drawer latches
toilet seat locks
more pacifiers
Things that I want
washtub (the kind you use for dishes would work)
changing table (I have my eye on one in particular)
diaper bag
front pack/ sling
bouncy seat
mobile
I got this off a baby checklist and I checked off some stuff but found myself woefully unprepared. I think I will feel better once I have the crib, bassinett and diaper system down, right now I feel that- the baby could come at any time but I don't know if I am ready. I am trying to focus on the actual stuff I need rather than decoration, but it is hard. I suppose it is too later to just get a pony, huh? Well, maybe next time. Oh and did I mention that I have another shower on Saturday? No? Maybe I will be able to add to the everloving pile of clothes and blankets. we shall see.

Childbirth class #1

So, last night was our first childbirth class last night. I don't know what I was expecting but it was interesting to say the least. We learned about the other people in the class (two of which brought their mothers). We learned different stuff about pregnancy- staying healthy, signs of false labor, signs of pre-term labor, signs of labor. The different stages of labor and this included- you guessed it a video! I was okay until they showed a crowning shot- then dang! I told Robby that he had permission to not watch the video which he did not. He stated that he was watching the back of my head the entire time. Well, at least I did my hair.
Poor thing, he was pretty much beet red the entire time. He was really uncomfortable, which part of me feels bad but part of me thinks it is hilarious. He did state that his part of the process is over and that he would do it all over again (see blatant plagarism of Jim Gaffigan). He did not say this during class- that would be hilarious. About the only thing that he did volunteer was that I drink about 15 glasses of water a day. He kept poking me during class whenever he was uncomfortable and I asked him if he was poking me whenever he was uncomfortable and he replied that it was just when he was feeling especially awkward- if he did it when he was uncomfortable it would be nonstop.
Well he will survive- I have no idea what else they will cover in the classes because she covered a lot on the first day- I want to know more though- especially about pain management, I don't want to be a hero but the idea of an epidural does not make me happy- something about them messing around near my spinal column that makes me nervous. However, I don't know, we have not covered that in class yet. I should have taken better notes, I could get them out I suppose but that would be work- blargh!
On a good note I finished a puzzle the other day- it was this weird chocolate puzzle about a murder. So now whenever I walk by the table I want chocolate. But then again I almost always want chocolate. Chocolate, swiss cheese, bread, turkey sandwiches, pizza, pretzels, nacho cheese, frozen yogurt, a BMP omelette, dude- I already had dinner so I have no excuse to be hungry- other than the little one.
Oh- we were the only ones in the class not to have a name- or at least not to release our name- there were 11 couples and two of them are naming their little girls Katie. Only it is probably spelled all weird like Caytee or Kaetie. Bugs. Although Robby and I had a disagreement the other night because he thought the baby's name was spelled one way and I said no it is spelled this way- I was right by the way.
Other interesting fact- if I wanted to get a hysterectomy (I don't) it would cost about 1300 dollars, if my husband was to be sterlized- it would be $138. Now, I know that it is very different procedures- but when I told Robby this- his response was- "Well, I guess we will just have a lot of kids then." I realize that is a very personal thing to post- but I really don't want to get a hysterectomy. Especially since it was described as "More painful that giving birth." Gee, where do I sign up? You mean I get to go through whole sometimes painful experience of pregnancy- then birth and THEN another surgery? I guess it is a moot point since we are not done having kids.
Maybe I should move on to happier subjects- puppies, cheesecake, baby shower on Saturday! That is a better note to end it on.

One down . . . .

I have no idea how straining it is to host a shower but it is hard to be the honoree also.
I went to the baby shower that my mom's church (and my former church), hosted.
It was a lot of fun, they made little grilled cheese sandwiches with different types of small little bagels and bread, with this olive spread and shrimp spread. Purple chicken soup (you use red cabbage and it colors the soup). Raspberry Lemonade, tomatoe and mozzarella, vegetable plate and then for dessert this dark chocolate lava cake with raspberries and whip cream. It was very good and fancy without being weird. Then we opened gifts, I pretty much got only clothes (for the baby) and everything is so cute- kept getting comments that she will be the best dressed baby on the block, which I think she will be- considering I have 3 more showers and everyone seems to give her clothes. I am NOT complaining, trust me.
Don't watch Holiday on TV they cut out a bunch of cute parts! Do we really need all these commercials?
Anyway, tomorrow I will go and get little something for Robert and Jan who hosted the shower and then start on the task of writing thank you notes. I am going to do it this time- I even bought the thank you notes already. So I am one step ahead of the game. It is 6:35 and I am tired. I am going to do some writing and then take a shower and bed hopefully. Baby agrees and is kicking up a storm. G'Night!

Insomnia

Did you ever have a dream and it got you so mad at whoever the dream was about, you woke up and you have convinced yourself that the person really did something?
I had a dream that my husband woke up and decided to go out to the living room and play some game from his childhood with all his friends. However, he did so really loudly and when I complained stated that he did so because he could not find the original game so they had to improvise. I went to the garage to find the original tapes and when I got back he was gone. He had gone out with his friends and I was so mad- I started trying to call and text him but instead of his number I was sending it to a 555 number. I woke up and used the restroom (big surprise there) and Robby was snoring. So I nudged him and asked him to turn on his side. Here was the interchange,
Me: turn over
Him: What?
Me: Turn over, you are snoring.
Him: So?
Me: So? You need to turn on your side?
Him: What am I turning on its side?
Me: You! Turn on your side.
He then resettled himself and stopped snoring but usually he does not talk back when I ask him to turn over. He was asleep, by the way he does not remember me ever telling him to turn over so I like that- that means I am not interrupting his sleep. I am actually watching the movie the Holiday that I recorded last night. For a Cameron Diaz movie, I really like it.
I wonder how the cats are going to react to the new baby. I have wondered this aloud to several people and most don't have an answer, possibly because my cats defy explanation as it is. As my friend Molly said, "I have never met cats that like to bite when they are happy as much as yours does." I am paraphrasing but she is right- they usually do bite when they are happy.
Well, I probably should go back to bed, we are going to the 9:00 o'clock church service and then up to my parents church for my baby shower- I hope I have nothing but good things to say about it! Wish me luck!

Bothered and can't really say why-

Okay, I explained when I left the other site that I was writing on that I did so because it had an annoying habit of kicking you off when you went to post content and even though you were able to go back to the original page, copy the selection, sign in and post it- it was still a waste of time. Well, unless I am unsure of how this one works, the save now button does nothing. I have a laptop and something when you are dragging your finger over the mousepad it thinks that you want to go back to a previous page. I was attempting to drag the cursor over a selection that I had written to ensure that I would not write something stupid and managed to go back to the previous page. This is kind of ironic considering I was writing about things that are bothering and annoying me. So I don't want to really write more of it because that would just be annoying so I will summarize
1. my boss for making me come into work everyday next week, instead of just 2 days.
2. Anthony for being here all day and not doing anything (guess I should be used to that by now.)
3. Someone who is hiding something from me.
None of this is really baby related at all, except maybe #3. The baby could be the reason the someone is hiding something from me or at least acting weird. Maybe my paranoia is driving me a little pregnancy- That would need to be reversed.
Baby is moving around a lot when she moves around. Meaning I will be sitting here for about 20 or 30 minutes- nothing then she will get the hiccups, then do somersaults.
First baby shower is on Sunday at my parent's church, I am excited and apprehensive at the same time. I know that there will be no embarrassing baby games (At least I hope not) But my aunts and grandma will be there and that is another story- what am I going to do if one or both infer, imply or ask about how fat that I have gotten? Apparently, this happened when my mom was pregnant with my brother so you never know.
Maybe, blogging is not for me- I find it cathartic in some ways and intrusive in another. Although I used to write stuff on my fan website all the time but that was a lot more of poking fun and making up stories.
In other news, Anthony is being deployed on April the 2nd and we are having a going away party next Saturday, that will be interesting, to say the least. At least I have some warning now about what Joel (Anthony's brother) looks like. I have never met his other brother though- I will have to ask about him to make sure I am not caught unawares like I was when I first saw Joel (looked like some sort of unwashed Hippie Jesus.)
Well, I it is 9:35 and that is way past my bedtime. Monkey does not seem to think so and has set up residence right next to me, although this does not prevent me from getting up, it does give me pause. I will still get up, after some unnecessary viewing on the May 2009 Birth Club.

Annoying dogs

There are actually three shows on that I could be watching but am choosing to wait until tomorrow. (besides I don't like to watch the results show on American Idol cause it should be a 2 minute show. Anyway, baby is moving around a lot as usual (well not right now). But at dinner the restaurant that we went to- sat us in a booth and I had to sit sideways until the actual food came- and let me tell you baby girl did not like that once bit! Neither did I. So I told Robby- no more restaurants like that until after the baby.
Oh rats! The stupid tab button does not work. It tabs down to the next entry, it does not tab over 5 spaces like in Word.
So, I added a bunch of stuff on babies R Us on Saturday when I went there with my MIL and Grandmother-in-law. Lots of cute stuff, I am worried about all the stuff that I everyone seems to tell me that I need. I figure- a crib, sheets for the crib, blankets, clothes, diapers and accessories for diapers. What other necessities are there- she will be nursing exclusively. Robby tried to convince me to use formula for part of the time to get the baby used to being fed in an emergency situation but I already will be pumping for when I am at work. Formula is expensive anyway- I have no problem with a women who cannot nurse- for medical reasons. Some people get all mad when they find out someone is not nursing- like it is any of your business.
I think I am feeling feisty still, I need to go to bed and dream about more random guys from candy bar commercials. Seriously- I won't say who- it is too weird. And I thought the thing with Rider Strong was bizarre- I hope this is no indication in how my baby will turn out. Sigh.

Wednesday, March 04, 2009

I have not written in awhile and I would love to blame my crappy keyboard on my laptop but I actually have another keyboard that I have to connect to my laptop to do my work (for some odd reason the antiquate DOS program we use only responds to the outside enter key i.e. the enter key on the number pad.) So I am writing this while watching Jon & Kate plus eight. I upset Monkey by moving slightly and she left the safe haven of the blanket next to me.I am having extreme melancholy feelings tonight- I was reading a blog which lead me to another which made me realize that if this person could blog I could too. However, it is kind of making me feel, uh, sad. I feel kind of lonely most nights anyway once Robby gets on the computer and all there is to do is watch TV or be on the computer. I would organize the garage but for some odd reason I don't like to do so when it is dark outside, I envision some creepo outside the window, watching me sort clothes and other random junk.I also feel lonely cause I am pregnant and hormones make everything worse, which would be why I am crying. I thought to myself- I feel lonely cause I am alone and my little daughter moved just then as if to say, "You aren't alone Mommy, I am here!" I think that is God more than anything teling me that I am not alone but it is nice to have an actual physical presence to remind me. I am looking forward to meeting my little squirmy girl or as I like to call her at times, "My little hyper active Brazilian soccer team."On to more pleasant topics than my sullenness, the doctor's appointment went well, she said that my gluclose test was good and I am slightly anemic, which does not surprise me since at times when I have given blood they have not let me because I was too anemic that day. I looked up iron rich foods and guess what was on the top of the list- LIVER. Even if pregnant women could have it (cannot because it contains too much vitamin A) I would not- Yuck. I mentioned this to grandma brindley and she said that when she was 17 she had to eat liver for a month before she had her tonsils out because she was anemic. So, now she doesn't like it- that is so gross and I am so lucky I did not have to do that when I was little.Doctor said that I don't have to worry about the baby's position at this point partly because she is still small, Dr. said to wait until 35 weeks and we will determine that when the time comes. Here is hoping that she turns her little self upside down, cause I don't want to do a cesaren if she is breech (that is feet or butt first).She also asked about birth control that we want to use and I was thinking- uh I'm still pregnant I think I am good, but obviously she meant after the baby- that is good she is getting us thinking about times ahead. (I will leave all you good people in the dark about the rest of the conversation.) That was it really- I feel bad that I don't have a lot of issues going on- I will start writing it down- really the only thing that I have that is an ongoing issue is heartburn and there is no rhyme or reason for it. The best that I can guess is that when I eat something to close to bed time I am more likely to get heartburn. I don't eat a lot of spicy foods and citrus does not seem to aggravate it, but antacids help and thankfully are not too nasty tasting.Writing my feelings down does seem to help, even if no one reads them, at least I have them out. I am hoping that some of the lonely/left behind/ someone is too busy to spend any time talking to me will go ease with time and go away completely once the baby is born. I am hoping that by going to another church where we can actually maybe get involved will help. Isn't there something to be said for giving time and energy to someone else is like giving it to yourself? OR soemthing like that. Well, baby says goodbye and her eighth bout of hiccups of the day finally stopped.

Friday, February 13, 2009

Two days in a row! Wow! Well, not really a wow kind of message, although I am watching the Direct TV commercial that Molly loves, that is kind of fun.Well, I found out today that a gal at work, who believed that she was having twins, had a miscarriage. Kari had asked me about her having twins and I told her I didn't know and Kari asked her how she was doing and Amanda told her about the miscarriage. I held on while Kari was telling me but then I went back to my desk and cried. Crying now actually. I know it is not the same thing because I am further along but I cannot imagine what it would be like. Then I started thinking about how bad she must be feeling and then how I would feel if I got a miscarriage and at work I was just trying to get through the day and all you could see was this hugely pregnant lady wherever you went. Then I started to feel guilty and it just went down from there. Anyway, Robby made me dinner and I feel better. Robby said he was glad that I can feel the baby move and so am I. He is glad that he can finally feel her move too, usually right when I lay down she gets very active and does not like me laying on either side for some reason. I have been home about an hour and a half and Duchess just showed up, so I think some attention is in order, hopefully I will have cheerier news next time.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Baby is moving around like a busy busy bee. Pretty much on the dot of 9 am she moves around. She does so frequently throughout the day and depending on what I am doing. I finally gained weight for the last month, the first time in the pregnancy, which the nurse practioner said was still fine. I talked with a gal at work who just had a baby and she said that between her last appointment and after she had the baby she lost 30 pounds. All water weight (and baby.)Speaking of ladies who just had a baby, the gal who announced at the same that she was also having a baby. She was due Feb. 7th and had her baby on the 9th. She was supposed to have a girl and had a boy instead. SURPRISE! Apparently everything she has for the baby is pink! So, it is almost like she needs to have another baby shower. Everyone at work has asked me if I am freaking out because of the gender switch. Most of the women who have had babies say that they think that it happened that way because she found out so late that she was pregnant, thus the ultrasound was later, thus not as accurate. I am hoping that because mine was at 19 weeks it wasn't too late.I have enjoyed the week of being with just Robby in the house but I have had to go in to work everyday and work till 5, which is totally gross in my opinion and unnecessary but whatever. It just makes the day SO long! Tomorrow I have to take an extra half hour lunch or something like that. because I have to be there by 9:30, work at least 6:45 hours and stay till five anyway, enough of non-baby-related items. Next week I have to start tracking her kicking which I don't think will be hard since she moves like 10 times in like 5 minutes, Robby got to feel her and I think he was surprised, he was like, "Oh, it felt like bump, bump, bump." He wanted to know what it was and I felt that it was her foot, I explained that sometimes it is one a hand, foot, head butt or a butt butt, which is where her butt butts up against the side. Robby thought I was insane of course but what is new?We are signed up for the childbirth education classes starting April 1 on Wednesday, I thought this would be easier than the marathon Friday night and whole day Saturday. I hope that the class is not too scary for Robby, I would hate for him to like throw up or pass out. he is made of strong stuff but that is a survival instinct, he stays away from stuff that scares him- which includes death and pregnancy related bodily functions.So, I won't worry about him wanting to cut the umbilical cord or eating the placenta (people do that too- I did not make that up.)On a non- gross note, I think I may want to go to bed soon.

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

I am trying to watch epicurious.com recipes on hulu. I forgot how snooty the show epicurious is. Anyway, baby is a very busy little lady or at least just as active but is making herself more known to me. Not really wanting to make herself known to Daddy yet. I came in to ask Robby how long Anthony was going to be at the store and he put his cold hands on my belly, in order to feel the baby. Thankfully no one else has done that, with or without the lifting the shirt. I did run into someone yesterday from T-Mobile and he looked the type that wanted a hug or to touch the belly but luckily he did not. I also showed Robby why I could not go to the store on my own anymore but leaning over the counter and showing him the view that I was possibly giving a random shopper behind me in line at the store. Getting ridiculous and oddly enough messy, I know that I read the whole, leaking during pregnancy but did not really have the reality till today when I brushed my arm against myself and realized that I had leaked. Now, I really have to get a pregnancy bra. I have not minded buying maternity shirts, mostly because they can be worn for months. I am holding off on pants as long as I can but I think I will go online tomorrow and look for pants to buy, especially since I have a wedding that I have to go to on the 21st. I am not especially thrilled about it but baby probably will be. It is hard being tall and pregnant I have decided. Which just makes sense since it is hard being tall period.I watched the Duggar Family wedding on TLC and it was so cute! I highly recommend going to their website and watching. Except one of the family members kept doing all this awful stuff and thought they were so funny. Well, they are not related to me so what do I care. I think that Robby thinks that by me watching the show or shows like it that I somehow want that many kids- I don't. Besides we are about 10 years behind on our baby making for that family anyway. unless we adopted some. Well, I am going to put away leftovers and probably go to bed. Night!

Monday, January 12, 2009

As promised, I am updating the blog since I had a doctor's appointment on Friday. We were going to a concert that night so the appointment was late as it was at 4:00 we did not get seen until 4:30.The little nurse that showed us (Robby came with me) had me go pee in a cup (it is a dixie cup- which is weird). She dips a little stick in it to measure something (I am not really quite sure) but whatever it was I am doing good. The nurse said that I have "perfect urine" I told her that no one has ever said that to me and she looked at the chart and said, "Well, you had perfect urine last time too!" Apparently you are supposed to say that to patients every time? The doctor listened to the baby, she sounded good. She asked if I can feel the baby and I said, "Oh yeah." She said that I don't have to start counting the baby's kicks until 28 weeks. I just found out that my next appointment is Feb 10 which is when I get to take the gluclose test. I have had to take this before- it is awful! They take your blood then give you this awful syrupy flat gross soda. You wait an hour and then they take your blood again. Yuck! But the doctor has not wanted to have me take the test before so that is good news. The doctor said everything is normal and be thankful that I don't have any of the big nasty symptoms of some pregnant women. I am sore sometimes when I get up in the night, my hips mainly. Pregnancy books basically said that my muscles are spreading, joints are loosening and things are getting prepared for the baby.Oh, something happened before the appointment that was more interesting than the doctor (well weirder at least).I went into Motherhood Maternity with a very specific goal. The sales lady asked me what I wanted I told her, she showed me several options, this was the point that she should have gone away. She started explaining that they have these new pants and some run long. She asked if I had been in before, I answered no. Then she asked how far along I am. I told her a little over 5 months, her response was that, "Oh, you are a little late, most women come in at 3 months." How am I supposed to respond to that? I don't like that you clothes are not tailored for pregnant bellies. You make regular clothes and put a maternity tag on them." But I explained that I hadn't really needed them until now. She backpedaled and said, "Well you are tall the baby is growing upwards then will go out." So finally she left me alone. 2 minutes later I had picked out what I wanted and brought it up to the counter where the woman asked me if I wanted to try it on since I cannot return sales items. So I said okay. She asked me if I wanted to try on a camisole because the shirt I picked out was low cut. I told her that I already had one on and she said, "Well, is it one of ours?" I was like no. "Well, this are wonderful they are one size fits all and kind of help smush everything together." SO I took it to get to leave me alone. When I was in the room she started talking about trying on the support bras that were in there because doctors recommend that pregnant and nursing mothers should wear bras even when sleeping. I was like, "Okay, thanks!" (under my breath thinking "Go Away!" I put the shirt on, it fits fine. I take the shirt and cami off, was in the process of putting the last pieces of my clothes on when she opens up the door to give me another bra! Starts yapping away about the kind of bra it is and why I should get it. I told her politely that I was almost done but thank you anyway. Finally after she asks all these questions in order to sign me up for their mailing list and get a free gift, I get out of there. I cannot remember a more pushing sales person. Even if I loved their clothes I would not go back. So please don't buy me a gift card to that place! All things considered I made it, but seriously what sales person opens the door into the room while you are changing without someone asking for it! Argh.Baby is moving around, now I have to start on the awful bits, registering, decorating, stuff like that. Oh well I will survive.

Wednesday, December 31, 2008

It’s a girl! If you cannot tell by the slight change in the border. I am very happy, to be honest, I would have been happy with a boy as well. I cried when I found out but I would have cried if it would have been a boy. When I told Molly she squealed, but she said she would have squealed either way. I don’t know why that is but it is true.I am very happy that we have the name picked out and barring some celebrity coming out of the woodwork and naming their child the same thing or the one person I know with the name suddenly becoming crazy, I am keeping it!Getting to the ultrasound was kind of an adventure as it was. We got a call a half an hour before the appointment to say that the person who was supposed to do the appointment could not get out of her driveway. I think it frustrated Robby most because he had worked hard to get the car out of the driveway and postponing it to the next day meant that he had to ask for time off- something he hates to do. The second person frustrated was probably Sara, who was probably more excited to find out that either of us. This is evident by the repeated text messages we received during the ultrasound. The technician just laughed whenever she heard the text message tone.One of the things that struck me the most about the exam was how many things that the technician looked at. Don’t get me wrong, I am very glad that she looked at all the inner workings to make sure everything looked good, but she pretty much saved the gender till the end (no pun intended). She was being stubborn however and hiding her head way way down. It actually hurt for the technician to try and move the baby around cause she would move the wand thing around to get her to move but she was having none of it! The technician was able to get the cutest little picture of her profile. This will be the last time I get to see her face till she is born, unless we have to get another ultrasound, then another look. So, I was happy with most reactions to the news. Most of the time, I get a couple of different reactions. The first is lots of excitement, hugging, squealing, that sort of thing. The other is congratulations about the girl and how much fun she will be-until she gets to be a teenager. Am I missing something? I went through a not close period with my mom from like 6th to 8th grade then I got over it. I was not perfect and I am sure I was way moodier that I needed to be but what girl isn’t? I think Molly and I agree that our teenage selves were the selfish, immature versions that we are today. Okay, having said that, who says that to people? It is like saying, “That is a nice new car you have there- you know in about 150,000 miles or less, stuff is going to start going wrong with it?” Uh, thanks, way to diminish the joy of the moment. No random strangers touching me or offering advice, maybe because I still am in that, is she fat, is she pregnant phase. I did have a dream that I was at this gas station and I had gone into buy something and as I was walking out this guy starting following me and he asked me if I was pregnant. I said yes and then he started asking all these questions like, “When are you due?” and stuff like that. I got into my car and am basically trying to get away from this guy, but my car won’t start. So he tells me to do something to the car and it works. So I say something quippy about how he probably wishes that he had not given me that piece of advice and drove off. What was interesting about the car was that it was a Volkswagen Bug but as soon as it hit the street it morphed into a monster truck. I don’t think I want to go interpreting that dream.At work, Rachel was excited that it is a girl because she “has a lot of girly yarn.” I like getting homemade stuff like that, it shows the person making it was really thinking about me. I have gotten some homemade stuff that was not so nice. Sarah (gal from work not sister-in-law) has started calling the baby “Fred.” She also states that I should tell her the babies name so that she can get used to it and if she doesn’t like it, I have a chance to change it. I think that part of the insanity in there is her joking with me, I think the other part is her being serious.The only complaint of Robby is not being about to feel the baby yet. I read that it is usually around 24 weeks but could be much later as well. At some point the baby will be so big that strangers will be able to see when the baby moves. So here is hoping that the next few weeks come quickly for Robby.

Monday, December 15, 2008

I decided to have a grouse fest, which is complain about stuff not some sort of festival involving birds.Forwards-backwards. I think I am coming down with a cold so it was a good thing that I got to stay at home and work today rather than go in to work. But I think I got a headache from staring at my computer screen, it is smaller than the one at work and I think that did not help matters. But my ears are starting to hurt and that doesn't help matters. I have this nasty boil thing underneath my arm and I think it felt a little better today. I went and put a hot compress on it and that seemed to help a little but it is still highly unpleasant. My uterus keeps pressing on my pelvic bone and the nerves down there, it is when I stand, move position or walk. Not that I thought pregnancy was going to be easy, but it is hard because everyone is different and therefore you cannot set expectations on what is going to happen to you based on what happened to someone else. What else was I going to complain about? Oh I guess just generally feeling like going through a haze.Okay what else? Last night I wrapped some Christmas presents and set them aside. This morning when Robby got up I had already been working for a few hours and I asked him to come look at something, so I was showing him the presents and he was like, "This is work? I thought you were supposed to be working?" I was super confused I thought, "Pointing to a stack of presents is work." Then he said, "You wrapped presents instead of working?" Then I laughed and explained that I had wrapped the presents last night and HAD been working all morning. He is so funny! I hope to go into work tomorrow, who knows what will happen on Wednesday so I am hoping to go to a couple of stores tomorrow after work and finish Christmas shopping so I am going to try and make a list and complete come Des Moines or highwater (Molly will get that reference.) okay, off the computer and on to the list!