Paige received three goldfish from her grandparents for her birthday. She named them Deedee, Rooney and Moe after the doodlebops (Canadian kids show). I have been so good about cleaning the bowl regularly and remembering to feed them, you'd think I actually LIKED them.
Today, while cleaning the bowl one of the fish swam out into the sink and before i could get my hand on him- he had wiggled down the drain! I stood there staring and slack jawed for a full minute before i realized he was gone. Forever.
I decided not to tell Paige about it unless she notices. At which time I'll tell her the story about Nemo and how all drains lead to the ocean...
I can't win these days.
~jen
liberated at 10:42 pm by islandMOM
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For those of you keeping track this saturday was my 36 week anniversary in this pregnancy. Which means I'm now officially
NINE months along. Most of you may not realize that women are actually pregnant for a duration of 40 weeks, and when you do the math, it works out to TEN months. Most women give birth on or around the 40 week mark which is why you rarely hear a woman say she is ten months pregnant. I really feel for those women who go 2 weeks past their due date, poor, poor women.
Due to the fact that I suffer from gestational diabetes, i will be induced at 38 weeks which means I only have 2 more weeks to go!!!
Yes, the belly is huge and sleeping is difficult and most of the time it feels as though the child is trying to claw it's way out. i just need to remind myself that there is only 2 more weeks to go!!
I've got so much stuff left to do around the house it's rediculous. My husband just brought 3 rubbermade totes of baby stuff in from the garage today and i get terribly exhausted just looking at them. I think I need to hire someone to come in for a few hours and do it for me, while i supervise of course. My doctor is gone to Hawaii for a conference (how nice for him) so I'm hoping that the little nipper decides to come early, while the doctor is away- they can sense these things. I don't want to be induced, because i think going into labour naturally would be a lot less painful. OF course, I am also scared to wait around for labor to kick in naturally and end up having to give birth to a large pumpkin sized child or worse have the pumpkin by C-section :::gulp!:::
So far so good though, the ultra sounds show the baby is normal sized, no signs of high blood pressure, swelling or other preclampsia symptoms which is good. I'm just having an attack of nerves and anxiousness because it's been nearly 9 months since I've been on my 'happy pills' I can't wait to get back on them. I'll feel so much better. I also can't wait to get back on the beer, and naturally sweetened foods. LOL in moderation of course- but the strict diet has really gotten on my nerves lately (along with everything else!). There are only so many days you can take a protien bar for breakfast before you SNAP. The only thing I look forward to is eating a sugar free chocolate bar a day... they are full of artificial sweeteners which they say could cause the runs. Big deal, I need the chocolate indulgence in order to get through another morning without my favorite cereal (shredded wheat with bran).
Anyway- that's enough of my belly aching, no I don't have too many positive things to say other than... ONLY TWO MORE WEEKS TO GO!
Have a great unpregnant day,
~jen
liberated at 07:33 pm by islandMOM
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Jan 17, 2005
Mr island and myself have been dealing with alot of attitude from our two and a half year old lately. She seems to have developed some kind of separation anxiety/regression problem over the last few months and it reached a climax the other night. Hubby and I were going to go and see a movie the other day but Paige refused to hear about going to stay at her best friends house for the evening. This is where the crying, screaming, kicking and freaking out starts. After MUCH deliberation, We decided we'd go out for chinese food instead and take the brat with us. She was rather well behaved throughout the meal (must have been hungry) and the waitress brought each of us a fortune cookie. Paige cracked hers open and started eating it. When I read the fortune that had been inside (actual photo of it above) I just about keeled over laughing; "Encourage tranquility if you are feeling agitated." Promptly after this, she attempted to climb out of the booth so she could run around the restaurant, of course she was just slightly 'agitated' when her dad said no and she was swept out of the restaurant. Kids. Gotta love'em.
liberated at 01:15 pm by islandMOM
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Jan 13, 2005
The Baby keeps Growing...
We are officially into our 8th month of pregnancy (32 weeks for all of you detail hounds). The baby celebrated this milestone by having 15 minutes of uninterupted hiccups while I was desperately trying to fall asleep on Saturday night. Unlike the last time it had hiccups, this time didn't feel so gross and I actually laid there and enjoyed the sensation with a grin on my face. Ken was working night shift, but I darn near called my neighbor over to feel it, i know she would have gotten a giggle or two.
You haven't heard much complaining from my neck of the woods, mostly because I have been too distracted to blog about it. I have been terribly uncomfortable since a week before christmas but with all the distractions of the holidays I was able to ignore the pain and suffering for the most part. Now that we are back to our daily grind, I'm really starting to freak out. I want to do so many things but my body just won't allow it. I want to paint the baby's room, clean the house, shovel the driveway, go shopping, change lightbulbs, sort through baby clothes, get groceries, bend over- but my hips, pelvis, groin and legs scream out for mercy with every movement and my head bulges with pounding blood vessels everytime I bend over. Have I mentioned the constant and ever more intense, Braxton hicks contractions?? No, it ain't pretty. Since we had the last downfall of snow I've been feeling like a caged animal- it's horrible. I can't even walk down the street with the dog because it's too icy and I may fall and pull my OTHER groin.
My wonderful neighbor, Suz, (mentioned above) has offered, so generously, to take Paige for the evening so Ken and I can go out and do something. I'm giddy at the prospects!! Then on Friday it's Daycare- The FREEDOM, I can't believe it. I only have an appointment at the hospital booked but I can't tell you how excited I am just to get out of the house for a little while. Due to my limited mobility there isn't a whole lot I CAN do but even just sitting in a coffee shop, staring out the window would be a pleasure for me. I just have to keep telling myself that there is only 7 more weeks of this to go (at the MOST)...Then the Real fun starts... Click here to take a peek at the pregnancy countdown!
On the brighter side, I was able to sleep in our bed last night- as opposed to the inflatable mattress that I have been sleeping on for a week. The inflatable bed went from being soft as a heavenly cloud that supported my every swollen joint and muscle, to a back wrenching, contraction inducing torture device. Don't ask me what changed- but I laid down in our bed last night and slept like the DEAD, with the exception of my frequent toilet visits of course. Paige was up only once too which was a nice change.
Now that we have started our 8th month, my doctor has me getting weekly Non stress tests and ultrasounds every two weeks. I'm looking forward to them, and having a little more knowledge of what exactly this baby is doing in there. I imagine, if the child is anything like it's father there will be several cases of beer stacked against one wall of the placenta and the rest of the place will be littered with empties. Hence the hiccups on saturday night.
I can't wait,
Hugs and Babies,
~jen
liberated at 01:46 pm by islandMOM
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