Apparently, I still have a sunny disposition despite my belly is as big as Jupiter. Who knew? Certainly I had no idea that I was actually one of those "happy" pregnant women who just so happen to go over her due date.
I think the nurse was just being too nice.
That's right. Last night we went for our first NST. It went really well. If the baby cooperates it can take as little as 20 minutes, but if he's being a bugger it can take up to an hour. Boo actually cooperated and did the test real fast. He didn't like being monitored. I was actually sore from all of his movements at once. I have one crazy little "alien". (Hehe, Jenn.)
It was actually kind of relaxing. For the first time in a real long time me and Greg just sat there, talked and listened to his heartbeat. (Which either sounds like an unbalanced load in a washing machine or an old man having sex, go figure.) There was no TV. There was no heavy discussion. Just talk about how we are going to have a little baby in our arms soon. And how we're going to be parents. It kind of woke us up a little. It's becoming more and more of a reality lately, even though I've had about 9 months to mentally prepare. It's finally sinking in.
We have a plan for when the time comes. And a little for after. In my mind, we are still not completely ready. But I'm sure a lot of new parents feel like that when they get so close to having their child. I've been trying to relax, but when things have been so stressful it's really hard to. The only thing that seems to relax me is knowing that I'm going to be holding my baby within 6 days. Just the mere mention of that puts a smile on my face.
Yes, there is a lot of things that need done before Boo comes. The van must be fixed. (Long story short: van needed a water pump for like a YEAR now and Greg finally put one on. Worked great! Battery went all wonky. Thought it was a minor fix. Worked only when jumped. Then didn't work at all. Bolt was broken when water pump was fixed. Need to get that taken out *could cost $75!*. But it is now working and somehow we need to get money to get that broken bolt out. Right now it's working, but it's just a temporary thing.) The car seat must be installed. From what I can see we can't use the seat belts that we have for our child restraint. Greg still believes that it can be done. But I'm going to leave my faith in him, and we're going to go to a fire department or police station so someone can install it for us. I personally don't think it's going to work...but like I said...I can't stress over it. It'll get installed. And if not? We will have to use FIL's jeep.
What has really been bugging me, is although both Greg and I are stressed out, I need sex. I don't want it. I don't crave it. I n-e-e-d it. Well, the past two nights Greg has turned me down. I could understand Monday night, because of the whole membrane thing and our shitty day. I will admit, I was hurt but oh well. I got over it. But last night when he turned me down again, I couldn't help to think it's because he's not attracted to me anymore. I mean, seriously...I'm HUGE and I know I'm not sexy. And let's be honest, it's no longer fun. Although I did get my wish in the middle of the night, I still have a nagging little feeling that he is somehow pulling away.
Before I never had to beg for it. Now I have to beg, plead and sign my life away for him to look my way. Maybe it's my hormones. Maybe it's because he's freaked out that he'll hurt Boo. I'm not sure, but I hope it goes away. It's killing what little self confidence I have.
**Side Note**: The sex might have generated some contractions and me losing more of my plug. Sooo who's the crazy one now?
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
No comments:
Post a Comment