Well I'm sorry I haven't been posting much lately. So much has been going on and it's been leaving me a little...drained.
*My Grandmother was admitted to the hospital last Thursday for a bowel obstruction. They didn't know what caused it, or how to repair it. And since she had radiation therapy a few years ago they did not want to surgery. When they started running out of options they realized they had to do surgery. Fortunately it wasn't as bad as they thought. Somehow her small intestine got curled funny and they were able to repair the problem. With that being said, she's still in the hospital but is doing much better. They hope for her to be out of the hospital by Saturday.
*I've always had "bad" teeth. I've always had cavities. My front teeth were always pushed against each other. My wisdom teeth always ached. I've always had a jaw that clicks. And I haven't been to a dentist since I was 18. Yea...not so good. I finally had a cleaning yesterday. I have to get two wisdom teeth PULLED and two cavities filled. And when do they want to do this? Four...yes FOUR...days before my due date! I'm in tons of pain, but I think I'm just going to have to wait until after baby Boo is born. I don't want to risk taking care of a newborn and aching jaw/ teeth/ sockets. I guess I can handle the migraines/ pain until then.
*I've been having contractions? I'm not too sure. It's more like I'm crampy. Not period cramps (which is contractions apparently) but just cramps. They are annoying. They are worse in the morning. I want them to stop.
*On Friday I lost a part of my plug. Sorry, TMI..but yea. I think it was stress from my Gram Cracker being sick and me in pain from my teeth. Maybe Boo will be here sooner than later? Only time will tell. But I was also told that you can lose your plug and it will regenerate itself within 48 hours. And just because you lost your plug doesn't mean you'll go in labor.
*Greg has been absolutely amazing lately. Yes, he gets on my nerves. And yes, sometimes I get annoyed with him. But that's because he's getting nervous too. I forget that all of this is new to him too. I love that man.
*With everything going on, my energy level went to non-existent. I don't want to do ANYTHING. I know I need to clean. (Hurricane Greg is in FULL FORCE) But I just don't want to. I don't want to do laundry (I love doing laundry) and I don't want to pick things up around our room. I just don't want to. I want to nap. Hell, I don't want to finish up the nursery. I just have no desire to do it. I'm going to be a terrible mom. : /
*I just can't wait until Boo is here. This pregnancy is starting to stress me out. I know having him here will make things a whole lot better. Maybe I won't be so nervous then.
Well that's pretty much all of it. I think I'm gonna lay down or something. Maybe then I can get some energy. (Seriously I go to bed at 8pm wake up at like 6:30am and take a 2 hour nap...I'm that tired.)
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Monday, July 26, 2010
A little bit of a bragging post.
I have always had terrible teeth and I haven't always taken care of them. And for that, most of my adult life I've had terrible toothaches. No insurance prevented me from getting the issues fixed, so I suffered. I blame myself for not doing what I could to help myself out. So when I got Medicaid I thought that automatically I would have dental insurance. I've been fighting with my insurance company since November about my dental coverage. They kept denying the coverage. Finally, I talked to someone with half a brain last week and they confirmed that I've had dental coverage November. I was a little peeved.
Randomly I will get a whole ton of pain for no reason what so ever. And it can last for weeks with no letting up. I'm a big baby. When I'm in pain...you know it. Poor Greg has to deal with me being miserable and crying and generally unpleasant company while I'm going through these pains. I know I'm unbearable. I know I'm a mess. But somehow he deals with it with *minimal* complaining.
But he babied me all weekend. And this isn't a new thing either. For the past few weeks he refuses to let me cook dinner. Yes, it's easier for him to just do it. But it's hot down there and I don't want him to suffer alone. He wants me to relax more and just rest. Well that's a little impossible for me right now, but I appreciate the gesture. He always puts my needs first and for that, I'm truly grateful.
I may complain that he doesn't do things around the house. Or that he doesn't always clean like I want him to. Or that he occasionally falls asleep at 6pm because he's just "too comfortable next to me". I really am the lucky one in this relationship. I like to think that we both give 100% but some days, he picks up the slack when I just can't.
What can I say...I love my redneck. And I cannot wait to be his wife.
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
Randomly I will get a whole ton of pain for no reason what so ever. And it can last for weeks with no letting up. I'm a big baby. When I'm in pain...you know it. Poor Greg has to deal with me being miserable and crying and generally unpleasant company while I'm going through these pains. I know I'm unbearable. I know I'm a mess. But somehow he deals with it with *minimal* complaining.
But he babied me all weekend. And this isn't a new thing either. For the past few weeks he refuses to let me cook dinner. Yes, it's easier for him to just do it. But it's hot down there and I don't want him to suffer alone. He wants me to relax more and just rest. Well that's a little impossible for me right now, but I appreciate the gesture. He always puts my needs first and for that, I'm truly grateful.
I may complain that he doesn't do things around the house. Or that he doesn't always clean like I want him to. Or that he occasionally falls asleep at 6pm because he's just "too comfortable next to me". I really am the lucky one in this relationship. I like to think that we both give 100% but some days, he picks up the slack when I just can't.
~MommyToBee
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
I really suck at remembering to take pictures...
It's the second week that I completely forgot to take belly pictures. Not that it really matters...I'm a whale and even some of Greg's shirts are covering my massive bump. It really is depressing. With that being said: let's talk about baby.
Yesterday I had my 34th week appointment. It went extremely well. I was so worried about my weight...luckily I only gained a pound. The doctor told me that probably from here on out I won't gain as much (WHOO HOOO!) and that any weight I do gain in these last few weeks (omg omg OMG) is purely baby.
They did have to take my blood pressure twice though. There must have been issues with the automatic pump because the cuff kept trying to blow off, so they did it around the wrist. No biggie, the last time they did that it was wayyyy under. Well this time...it was wayyyyyyyyy over. Intitinally it was 140/92...yea. Next they did it manually and they got a good reading 122/74. I'm pretty sure that if they would have done the manual one first it wouldn't even be that high.
Boo's heart rate was amazing, 145, and strong once they found it. The little bugger wouldn't stay still and kept moving away from the Doppler. He is head down, and apparently is already at about a -3 station: meaning his head isn't engaged in the birth canal just yet but he's getting ready to get into position. Another good thing from what she can feel is that he's not postitor. She doesn't want to induce me, for any other reason than a medical emergency. From what she knows about my pregnancy so far, there shouldn't be any issues. (Yay!)
I go for another appointment in two weeks and then after that, I'll be going back every week. I can't believe how fast this pregnancy has gone by. It's just amazing that I'm pretty much done already. That he'll be here real soon. I've come to a calm that everything will get done. And I realize that although our financial situation isn't ideal, it could be a lot worse. (Now if only Greg's work will get on the ball with all this extra overtime...he's on loan but not for long.)
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
Yesterday I had my 34th week appointment. It went extremely well. I was so worried about my weight...luckily I only gained a pound. The doctor told me that probably from here on out I won't gain as much (WHOO HOOO!) and that any weight I do gain in these last few weeks (omg omg OMG) is purely baby.
They did have to take my blood pressure twice though. There must have been issues with the automatic pump because the cuff kept trying to blow off, so they did it around the wrist. No biggie, the last time they did that it was wayyyy under. Well this time...it was wayyyyyyyyy over. Intitinally it was 140/92...yea. Next they did it manually and they got a good reading 122/74. I'm pretty sure that if they would have done the manual one first it wouldn't even be that high.
Boo's heart rate was amazing, 145, and strong once they found it. The little bugger wouldn't stay still and kept moving away from the Doppler. He is head down, and apparently is already at about a -3 station: meaning his head isn't engaged in the birth canal just yet but he's getting ready to get into position. Another good thing from what she can feel is that he's not postitor. She doesn't want to induce me, for any other reason than a medical emergency. From what she knows about my pregnancy so far, there shouldn't be any issues. (Yay!)
I go for another appointment in two weeks and then after that, I'll be going back every week. I can't believe how fast this pregnancy has gone by. It's just amazing that I'm pretty much done already. That he'll be here real soon. I've come to a calm that everything will get done. And I realize that although our financial situation isn't ideal, it could be a lot worse. (Now if only Greg's work will get on the ball with all this extra overtime...he's on loan but not for long.)
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
Monday, July 19, 2010
"You Are EXTREMEMLY Pregnant."
Yea, someone said that to me on Saturday. Way to kill my self-confidence, Mr. huge-belly-pretzel-cone-making-man.
Most days I just feel huge. But today, I feel pregnant. I have no idea if it was from my cleaning spree this weekend or if it's just because I am, in fact, extremely pregnant. I woke up this morning more tired then before I went to bed, aching back, pain in my hips, baby doing flips, headache, grumpy as hell, and craving chocolate milk. Usually on any given day I only have two of those symptoms...not all at once. :(
It doesn't help that I have been nesting like crazy. I've been scrubbing walls and sorting laundry. I finally got my dresser and I want to do laundry so bad. I started scrubbing Boo's walls. (They were stained from all the cigarette smoke....ew.) On Saturday I painted the doors in the nursery. And now I want to just put everything away. Plus I need to clean our room, but that's a fruitless task. Everyday hurricane Greg comes through and messes up all of my progress. Ughh men.
I made Greg work all weekend. We needed to make repairs to the apartment for inspection in January. So this weekend Greg and Billy painted the downstairs middle room, lay down flooring, and put up ceiling tiles. Yes, it was a lot of work, but it was just one room except for the ceiling tile (that needed done in 2 rooms downstairs.) And I spent all weekend working on the nursery. But of course, Greg is so tired and worn out and grateful that "my job is done." Excuse me? No, no, no. There is about a million more things that still needs done. So sorry for you! I guess you should have done the work weeks ago, before it got too bad.
I wish Greg would catch my cleaning bug. But atlas, nope, men don't get pregnant.
Blahh.
Time is still moving so fast. It feels like little man can come at any time (and in reality, he can...since at 35 weeks they don't stop labor at my hospital.) and I'm just not ready for him yet. I'm blowing up my dad's phone about the changing table. And I finally got Greg to start saving! (I don't care if I actually had to give him and allowance. It got the job done.) He spends way too much on just whatever he wants. He doesn't realize that babies are expensive, and diapers don't grow on trees.
I suppose I'm just so excited to get everything done. I'm hoping that by the end of the first week in August I'll have the nursery completely done; furniture and laundry too. That puts me at about 2 weeks. Which puts me at about full term. (sort of) So I'll be all set for baby Boo. And then all I have to do is wait for me to use the room. :D
T-minus 42 days until my due date...21 days until full term.
No wonder I feel so pregnant today.
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
Most days I just feel huge. But today, I feel pregnant. I have no idea if it was from my cleaning spree this weekend or if it's just because I am, in fact, extremely pregnant. I woke up this morning more tired then before I went to bed, aching back, pain in my hips, baby doing flips, headache, grumpy as hell, and craving chocolate milk. Usually on any given day I only have two of those symptoms...not all at once. :(
It doesn't help that I have been nesting like crazy. I've been scrubbing walls and sorting laundry. I finally got my dresser and I want to do laundry so bad. I started scrubbing Boo's walls. (They were stained from all the cigarette smoke....ew.) On Saturday I painted the doors in the nursery. And now I want to just put everything away. Plus I need to clean our room, but that's a fruitless task. Everyday hurricane Greg comes through and messes up all of my progress. Ughh men.
I made Greg work all weekend. We needed to make repairs to the apartment for inspection in January. So this weekend Greg and Billy painted the downstairs middle room, lay down flooring, and put up ceiling tiles. Yes, it was a lot of work, but it was just one room except for the ceiling tile (that needed done in 2 rooms downstairs.) And I spent all weekend working on the nursery. But of course, Greg is so tired and worn out and grateful that "my job is done." Excuse me? No, no, no. There is about a million more things that still needs done. So sorry for you! I guess you should have done the work weeks ago, before it got too bad.
I wish Greg would catch my cleaning bug. But atlas, nope, men don't get pregnant.
Blahh.
Time is still moving so fast. It feels like little man can come at any time (and in reality, he can...since at 35 weeks they don't stop labor at my hospital.) and I'm just not ready for him yet. I'm blowing up my dad's phone about the changing table. And I finally got Greg to start saving! (I don't care if I actually had to give him and allowance. It got the job done.) He spends way too much on just whatever he wants. He doesn't realize that babies are expensive, and diapers don't grow on trees.
I suppose I'm just so excited to get everything done. I'm hoping that by the end of the first week in August I'll have the nursery completely done; furniture and laundry too. That puts me at about 2 weeks. Which puts me at about full term. (sort of) So I'll be all set for baby Boo. And then all I have to do is wait for me to use the room. :D
T-minus 42 days until my due date...21 days until full term.
No wonder I feel so pregnant today.
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
So Sleepy.
With the arrival of glorious rain (it's been a while since we got a good soaking) there has been some issues happening. One issue is the ceiling in our bathroom is leaking. This was "fixed" last summer. In fact, the two men who "fixed" this problem spent 2 months installing a window. There were 3 problems that needed fixed last summer: replace a window, fix the ceiling, and cut down a mulberry tree. Well, we still have mulberries all over...AND we have a leaking ceiling. PLUS whenever there's a lot of wind, you can hear a "whistle" coming through the window. So really, we're back at square one. To top it off, Greg's dad doesn't want to call the landlord just yet because we don't have the repairs done yet. (As apart of the rent agreement every year we have to do some things around the house to make sure it passes inspection. The inspection is due in January but we have to have the stuff done...NOW so he knows it's done.)
Not to mention that everyone else (except for Greg's mom...who doesn't use the bathroom...she uses a portable toilet since she can't walk up the steps) can literally do their "business" in the shower. Me, however, cannot pee standing up. (The leak is over the toilet) So I have to quickly pee or I'll be soaked.
This doesn't make the preggo happy. Not. Happy. At. All.
Again with the rain, or maybe just pregnant-ness, I have been tired ALL the time. This would be great, if I could sleep. With waking up litterly every hour to pee, and sometimes not being able to fall back asleep is killing me. I know it's going to get worse once Boo is here. I just hope that I get some sleep soon. (While I'm writing this, I can't stop yawning....oy.)
Of course my teeth issues aren't helping me get quality rest. I haven't been to a dentist in about 6 years. (Very bad, I know) I finally made an appointment, and I'm nervous. I've been dealing with this pain for such a long time though, it needs to get fixed. Apart of me hopes they just yank the one tooth out since it's a wisdom tooth...but I doubt it. After the baby comes out I got to get my wisdom teeth out. :( Not looking forward to it at all.
Boo has been EXTREMELY active lately. Literally, it feels like he's going to kick his way out. One minute he'll have hiccups, next minute he's kicking my ribs. It's pretty cool though. I've started taking videos of him going nuts in there.
'Cause ya know...he's just itching to get out. :)
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
Not to mention that everyone else (except for Greg's mom...who doesn't use the bathroom...she uses a portable toilet since she can't walk up the steps) can literally do their "business" in the shower. Me, however, cannot pee standing up. (The leak is over the toilet) So I have to quickly pee or I'll be soaked.
This doesn't make the preggo happy. Not. Happy. At. All.
Again with the rain, or maybe just pregnant-ness, I have been tired ALL the time. This would be great, if I could sleep. With waking up litterly every hour to pee, and sometimes not being able to fall back asleep is killing me. I know it's going to get worse once Boo is here. I just hope that I get some sleep soon. (While I'm writing this, I can't stop yawning....oy.)
Of course my teeth issues aren't helping me get quality rest. I haven't been to a dentist in about 6 years. (Very bad, I know) I finally made an appointment, and I'm nervous. I've been dealing with this pain for such a long time though, it needs to get fixed. Apart of me hopes they just yank the one tooth out since it's a wisdom tooth...but I doubt it. After the baby comes out I got to get my wisdom teeth out. :( Not looking forward to it at all.
Boo has been EXTREMELY active lately. Literally, it feels like he's going to kick his way out. One minute he'll have hiccups, next minute he's kicking my ribs. It's pretty cool though. I've started taking videos of him going nuts in there.
'Cause ya know...he's just itching to get out. :)
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
Monday, July 12, 2010
And So, The Countdown Begins!
My life has become a numbers game:
33: Weeks pregnant
49: Days left in my pregnancy
28: Days left until full term
48: Days that Greg is supposed to be working non stop starting July 29th
2: Number of Braxtion Hicks contractions that I had last night in a 3 hour time period
50: Number of pounds I have gained so far. (Blehhhh I'm disgusted)
4: Liters of water I drink a day
0: Centimeters dilated
Definitely seems like time was going so fast, and now it seemed to stall. Which, I guess, is a good thing. I'm still so unprepared though. Some days it feels like nothing is going to get done. And it's driving me nuts. Somethings I need help with still, and I'm not going to get it. Greg has less motivation than me to get things done. Which I can understand. He's been (and is going to be) working too much.
I just hope he doesn't have too much on his plate.
And I hope that when the time comes his job will be understanding of the time he'll need to take off.
But I doubt that they will. And generally speaking, if it comes to me or his job...it's looking like his job will win.
My mom already offered for me to stay there while I'm recovering after the baby. To which I laughed in my head. There is absolutely no way in hell I'm going to separate my family moments after my child is born. Not to mention, I'm going to need to stay in York. The baby's doctor is going to be here as well as mine. Just in case something happens...you never know. But talking to that woman is like banging your head against the wall. The only thing it will lead to is a terrible headache and mass confusion.
I guess this is all tied to jitters. Some days I question if this was all a terrible mistake. That maybe I'm not ready. Maybe both Greg and I need to grow up before we have this child. But every time I have one of those thoughts I shake it out of my head. I know that this is not the ideal time. I know that if things were different I would be planning my trip down the aisle and not the trip to the delivery room. And I know that everyone has their doubts before. That everyone kind of freaks out because they don't want to do wrong.
It's just so close to the end. I can almost see August 30th already. And I am so excited and nervous at the same time.
And so...the countdown keeps going.
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
33: Weeks pregnant
49: Days left in my pregnancy
28: Days left until full term
48: Days that Greg is supposed to be working non stop starting July 29th
2: Number of Braxtion Hicks contractions that I had last night in a 3 hour time period
50: Number of pounds I have gained so far. (Blehhhh I'm disgusted)
4: Liters of water I drink a day
0: Centimeters dilated
Definitely seems like time was going so fast, and now it seemed to stall. Which, I guess, is a good thing. I'm still so unprepared though. Some days it feels like nothing is going to get done. And it's driving me nuts. Somethings I need help with still, and I'm not going to get it. Greg has less motivation than me to get things done. Which I can understand. He's been (and is going to be) working too much.
I just hope he doesn't have too much on his plate.
And I hope that when the time comes his job will be understanding of the time he'll need to take off.
But I doubt that they will. And generally speaking, if it comes to me or his job...it's looking like his job will win.
My mom already offered for me to stay there while I'm recovering after the baby. To which I laughed in my head. There is absolutely no way in hell I'm going to separate my family moments after my child is born. Not to mention, I'm going to need to stay in York. The baby's doctor is going to be here as well as mine. Just in case something happens...you never know. But talking to that woman is like banging your head against the wall. The only thing it will lead to is a terrible headache and mass confusion.
I guess this is all tied to jitters. Some days I question if this was all a terrible mistake. That maybe I'm not ready. Maybe both Greg and I need to grow up before we have this child. But every time I have one of those thoughts I shake it out of my head. I know that this is not the ideal time. I know that if things were different I would be planning my trip down the aisle and not the trip to the delivery room. And I know that everyone has their doubts before. That everyone kind of freaks out because they don't want to do wrong.
It's just so close to the end. I can almost see August 30th already. And I am so excited and nervous at the same time.
And so...the countdown keeps going.
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
Friday, July 9, 2010
Breastfeeding is fun? (TMI)
So last night at class we talked to the lactation consultant. I really cannot wait to breastfeed. Even if I once planned on only doing it for a few months, I'm really going to try for a whole year now. *Maybe beyond that? But I doubt that* I know when I go back to work I'll have to pump, but at least I know that I can do it. I think Greg is pretty excited for me to do it as well. He's very supportive that I chose to BF.
Speaking of boobs...they've been changing. They hurt and they are sore. (Sorry, TMI) But I suppose it's all worth it. I just bought some Lansinoh cream...and it's amazing. I wish I had this stuff about 3 weeks ago. So good. So very, very good.
This past week I've been getting things that we didn't receive at the shower. We got our mobile, a few hooded bath towels and the diaper bag. I can't wait until we get the mattress. And the dresser. And the glider. And the changing table. And...and...and...
...Okay so maybe I'm not prepared. I just can't help it. I'm so excited! I know the days are just ticking away. 52 days until my due date! AHHHHHH!!!
I'm less freaked now, and way more excited. I can't wait to meet my son. :D
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
Speaking of boobs...they've been changing. They hurt and they are sore. (Sorry, TMI) But I suppose it's all worth it. I just bought some Lansinoh cream...and it's amazing. I wish I had this stuff about 3 weeks ago. So good. So very, very good.
This past week I've been getting things that we didn't receive at the shower. We got our mobile, a few hooded bath towels and the diaper bag. I can't wait until we get the mattress. And the dresser. And the glider. And the changing table. And...and...and...
...Okay so maybe I'm not prepared. I just can't help it. I'm so excited! I know the days are just ticking away. 52 days until my due date! AHHHHHH!!!
I'm less freaked now, and way more excited. I can't wait to meet my son. :D
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
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