Ok, sense the sarcasm. This is my 100th post, but it's not super happy. Yes, I'll be honest, I was hoping my 100th would have a wonderfully grand announcement included. Instead, I'm doing my best to remain upbeat and keep my sanity. Yes, I'm still here with a babe inside. Have you noticed my little ticker to the right? Apparently, it has lost all patience and that floating baby has just disappeared! Sometimes, it feels the cards are just stacked against us. Haha, even Megan's puppy was born first. But HEY, I just learned dogs are only pregnant for like 8 weeks, so whatever. Last night, errr, early morning around 3, I woke up for one of my many bathroom trips, and I did not use the imperative discretion needed at this point in my graceful rising. I did indeed pull a ligament (at least, we're pretty sure that's what it is) in my back. Yowser! I actually wondered if I was having significant back labor, but as the day progressed, nothing else has happened and the pain became pretty pin-pointed. So, Happy 100 to me! haha Really, I'm doing amazingly well at the moment, but I would appreciate any and all prayers after being in so much pain, I mean, experiencing such distraction (I'm not using the "p" word...you know, trying to be the other "p" word, positive)...and fearing I'll have to deal with that on top of labor. Maybe that's silly to you all, but you know me, I try to be honest on here, and that is the honest truth, I'm not sure how I'll handle both, let alone one. Anyway, I know I still have much to be thankful for. I certainly don't want all my posts to sound negative. I'm getting rid of the whiny pants. I am definitely blessed despite it all.
So, while I lay with my hot pad and switch to ice, I'll share this video...so worth it for my 100th post. Obviously, it's not me, and it's not anyone I know. I certainly can't take any credit for it, but how CUTE is this couple? The story goes, they've been married 62 years, and the man recently turned 90! My husband has been a wonderful support to me today (as always...he's going to be a great labor coach, someday), and I only hope we can have this much fun in our 90's. We better get crackin' at learning the piano. At least we can do the other little "trick" they do! Enjoy!!
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Monday, May 18, 2009
Should I Try It?
Hmm, should I try a Not Me! Monday post? I'll try to give it a whirl...but no guarantees I'll continue with it for your sake. So, they aren't all exactly Not ME's, but hey, you get the idea.
Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.
I most certainly am NOT still sitting at home with the baby still inside my belly, especially after my doctor did NOT give me the hope that I was going to have this baby over a week ago because of my quick progression up to that point! At my last appointment, I of course, could NOT have heard my doctor say I was not quite as far along as I appeared to be the last week. NO WAY would that happen! My contractions have NOT seemed to be dwindling out lately, therefore, NOT causing me to think we will never see our baby.
I am NOT going stir crazy as a result of all this waiting.
I have NOT been experiencing intense cravings of meat lately and this plain Jane did NOT, for the first time ever, order a double cheeseburger at Burger King. I have also NOT been asking Matt for steaks throughout the week, and my craving for (normally, yucky) hot dogs with ketchup, mustard, and onions certainly has NOT returned.
This 39 week pregnant lady was NOT running around, yelping in her apartment while her husband tried soundly sleeping. She was NOT trying to "take care of" a big old carpenter ant who would not squish and kept jumping off the tissue, scampering away as fast as it's little legs would carry it. I am NOT spoiled presently living in an apartment above the ground where creepy crawlies are in-frequent visitors.
I am NOT looking forward to a new week after last week's wonderfully entertaining circumstances. After all, my husband did NOT hit a deer on the way to work on Wednesday morning. Matt, of course, was NOT driving our "good" vehicle that we've just begun making payments on this year. I would NOT wait to check my email till hours after I usually do that morning to try to be a little less computer dependent. I therefore, did NOT finally open my email and read one single line, "I hit a deer. Call me." I did NOT flip out when I could not get ahold of my husband on his cell phone (after 3 calls back to back) and then when I could not reach anyone by calling his work number over and over. I did NOT fear Matt was in hospital and how I was ever going to get ahold of him. My husband did NOT turn out to be using both phones to straighten out insurance issues and car shop arrangements. I did NOT yell completely exasperated over the unanswering phones, "It's a good thing I'm not in labor right now because no one would know!" I would NOT do that. Right now, we do NOT have a stinky (as in, smelly) rental car to bop around in and have NOT had to change our plans on which vehicle will be our "hospital vehicle" because the car will NOT be in the shop between 2 and 3 weeks.
I was NOT given a "pick me up" baby gift from my dear Grandma in town as a result of the whole deer incident. I was NOT misunderstood when my brother, Pete, asked why I needed a pick me up, and I said, "Matt hit a deer." My brother did NOT hear the words, "Matt had a beer." Then Pete did NOT think he actually understood why that would make me so upset.
I am NOT sitting here writing this post while I'm supposed to be getting ready to go grocery shopping. When I drive or ride in the car, I certainly do NOT sit on a waterproof bassinet pad just in case my water happens to break. I also do NOT bring a water bottle with me to church to discreetly "spill" in case such an event happens as well. This lady, ha! Not Me!
Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.
I most certainly am NOT still sitting at home with the baby still inside my belly, especially after my doctor did NOT give me the hope that I was going to have this baby over a week ago because of my quick progression up to that point! At my last appointment, I of course, could NOT have heard my doctor say I was not quite as far along as I appeared to be the last week. NO WAY would that happen! My contractions have NOT seemed to be dwindling out lately, therefore, NOT causing me to think we will never see our baby.
I am NOT going stir crazy as a result of all this waiting.
I have NOT been experiencing intense cravings of meat lately and this plain Jane did NOT, for the first time ever, order a double cheeseburger at Burger King. I have also NOT been asking Matt for steaks throughout the week, and my craving for (normally, yucky) hot dogs with ketchup, mustard, and onions certainly has NOT returned.
This 39 week pregnant lady was NOT running around, yelping in her apartment while her husband tried soundly sleeping. She was NOT trying to "take care of" a big old carpenter ant who would not squish and kept jumping off the tissue, scampering away as fast as it's little legs would carry it. I am NOT spoiled presently living in an apartment above the ground where creepy crawlies are in-frequent visitors.
I am NOT looking forward to a new week after last week's wonderfully entertaining circumstances. After all, my husband did NOT hit a deer on the way to work on Wednesday morning. Matt, of course, was NOT driving our "good" vehicle that we've just begun making payments on this year. I would NOT wait to check my email till hours after I usually do that morning to try to be a little less computer dependent. I therefore, did NOT finally open my email and read one single line, "I hit a deer. Call me." I did NOT flip out when I could not get ahold of my husband on his cell phone (after 3 calls back to back) and then when I could not reach anyone by calling his work number over and over. I did NOT fear Matt was in hospital and how I was ever going to get ahold of him. My husband did NOT turn out to be using both phones to straighten out insurance issues and car shop arrangements. I did NOT yell completely exasperated over the unanswering phones, "It's a good thing I'm not in labor right now because no one would know!" I would NOT do that. Right now, we do NOT have a stinky (as in, smelly) rental car to bop around in and have NOT had to change our plans on which vehicle will be our "hospital vehicle" because the car will NOT be in the shop between 2 and 3 weeks.
I was NOT given a "pick me up" baby gift from my dear Grandma in town as a result of the whole deer incident. I was NOT misunderstood when my brother, Pete, asked why I needed a pick me up, and I said, "Matt hit a deer." My brother did NOT hear the words, "Matt had a beer." Then Pete did NOT think he actually understood why that would make me so upset.
I am NOT sitting here writing this post while I'm supposed to be getting ready to go grocery shopping. When I drive or ride in the car, I certainly do NOT sit on a waterproof bassinet pad just in case my water happens to break. I also do NOT bring a water bottle with me to church to discreetly "spill" in case such an event happens as well. This lady, ha! Not Me!
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Getting Closer?
So, I technically have about 15 days till my due date, but maybe, just maybe we're getting closer! I have noticed some changes that point to that possibility. 2 days ago, I started getting the backaches with my contractions. Sometimes, I've been so uncomfortable I find it ridiculous...I think all this, and I'm still not in labor. Now, I know I can't fathom what real labor is going to feel like, but I admit, the past 2 days have not been a walk in the park. While I was experiencing some of this discomfort, I was at a couple grocery stores Tuesday. Walking was so uncomfortable and hormonal mood swings hit me out of no-where. Matt will be the first to tell you he's been impressed at how "stable", shall we say?, I've been emotionally with all these hormonal changes, especially since my body didn't know what hormones really were before this...and ultimately wound me up in the emergency room while my body tried to sort of balance. Anyway, I about had a break down. Nothing was wrong. I was just uncomfortable. No one bumped me with their cart. No one offered an insensitive comment to me. Evenstill, I thought I was going to burst into tears. A couple times I contemplated leaving my cart of groceries and just going home. I also contemplated calling my husband to have him come rescue me at the grocery store. I felt ridiculous, yet I didn't care. I made it to the checkout without letting out my burst of tears, and I got my first real compliment...haha, that didn't make any sense, but hey, it was a compliment. The cashier asked when I was due. I told her I was in just a couple weeks. She looked at me with huge eyes and said, "You do NOT look like you're that far along!" Ha! She must have been facing my belly straight on and not been seeing this profile! (Pictures taken at 37 weeks.)
Maybe, really, she must've known I needed a little pick me up. I made it home, exhausted. Matt took me to Taco Bell for dinner and let me take a nap! What a man! He also rearranged our bedroom a bit to allow room for the pack and play (which he set up) and more room for me to get out of bed for bathroom trips now and to tend to our baby when he or she arrives!
Maybe, really, she must've known I needed a little pick me up. I made it home, exhausted. Matt took me to Taco Bell for dinner and let me take a nap! What a man! He also rearranged our bedroom a bit to allow room for the pack and play (which he set up) and more room for me to get out of bed for bathroom trips now and to tend to our baby when he or she arrives!
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Another Birthday
Remember this post from last year? Well, here we are again, today is my husband's birthday! Happy Birthday, Matt!!
This year, I don't have to mail his birthday package and go without talking with him for a couple weeks at the time of his birthday. I don't have to see his excitement at receiving an old Hawaii hat that was too small through pictures instead of real life. He's home this year!! Actually, a couple weeks before his birthday last year, I started our blog. So, if you've tried to click on the "Us" link to the right, Sorry! It's set to private because there's nothing on there you probably want to read...and it was just between Matt and I (when he had access to internet). Yeah, we wrote love notes back and forth! Gasp! I also included many prayers on there to encourage him. Yes, I sent pictures of me doing whatever I was doing that day too...stuff you really wouldn't be interested in. But, trust me, seeing pictures of Matt...no matter what he was doing at the time, we're so important to me.
Matt's been saying he'd like the baby to be born on his birthday. Well, unfortunately, I do not think it will be today. However, I have a feeling we're getting closer. 12 hours of contractions last night might have something to do with that hunch. So, we're going to go walking today and eat some pineapple (hey, it's his favorite fruit...and it naturally induces labor!). We will also probably be battling it out sometime this afternoon. Shh, keep this secret till this afternoon...Matt's getting the Nerf shotgun he's been wanting for months. I know, I know. He's 28 years old and still wants toys. Well, it's not much fun if he's the only one with the toy, so I had to get myself one. I just got a cheapy gun for myself that has rapid fire and more darts than his. Hey, I need any advantage I can get these days! I also got him/us some camping chairs (the foldable ones in the bag), among a couple other things and a baby item he'll like, because we've been needing them and have the reunion to look forward to. I was pushing them around the store in the cart yesterday and an older man, a little older than my dad...so not old....looks in my cart, looks at me. "You're going to do that? You're going to go camping...in your condition?" I smiled and chuckled a little and said, "Yes, but later in the summer." "Have you ever thought about camping at the Hyatt instead?" I guess he was being thoughtful by saying I should camp in luxury and sleep in a nice comfy bed. Well, that wouldn't be much of a camping trip! I didn't get around to telling him I'll probably be staying in a room at the reunion and not tenting this year because our little one will be so...little. Details. The man made no comment about the Nerf guns in my cart. Go figure.
Yes, I'll take one of those little Matt's (he's the farthest to the right) anytime! What a little munchkin!
Happy Birthday Man!!
This year, I don't have to mail his birthday package and go without talking with him for a couple weeks at the time of his birthday. I don't have to see his excitement at receiving an old Hawaii hat that was too small through pictures instead of real life. He's home this year!! Actually, a couple weeks before his birthday last year, I started our blog. So, if you've tried to click on the "Us" link to the right, Sorry! It's set to private because there's nothing on there you probably want to read...and it was just between Matt and I (when he had access to internet). Yeah, we wrote love notes back and forth! Gasp! I also included many prayers on there to encourage him. Yes, I sent pictures of me doing whatever I was doing that day too...stuff you really wouldn't be interested in. But, trust me, seeing pictures of Matt...no matter what he was doing at the time, we're so important to me.
Matt's been saying he'd like the baby to be born on his birthday. Well, unfortunately, I do not think it will be today. However, I have a feeling we're getting closer. 12 hours of contractions last night might have something to do with that hunch. So, we're going to go walking today and eat some pineapple (hey, it's his favorite fruit...and it naturally induces labor!). We will also probably be battling it out sometime this afternoon. Shh, keep this secret till this afternoon...Matt's getting the Nerf shotgun he's been wanting for months. I know, I know. He's 28 years old and still wants toys. Well, it's not much fun if he's the only one with the toy, so I had to get myself one. I just got a cheapy gun for myself that has rapid fire and more darts than his. Hey, I need any advantage I can get these days! I also got him/us some camping chairs (the foldable ones in the bag), among a couple other things and a baby item he'll like, because we've been needing them and have the reunion to look forward to. I was pushing them around the store in the cart yesterday and an older man, a little older than my dad...so not old....looks in my cart, looks at me. "You're going to do that? You're going to go camping...in your condition?" I smiled and chuckled a little and said, "Yes, but later in the summer." "Have you ever thought about camping at the Hyatt instead?" I guess he was being thoughtful by saying I should camp in luxury and sleep in a nice comfy bed. Well, that wouldn't be much of a camping trip! I didn't get around to telling him I'll probably be staying in a room at the reunion and not tenting this year because our little one will be so...little. Details. The man made no comment about the Nerf guns in my cart. Go figure.
Yes, I'll take one of those little Matt's (he's the farthest to the right) anytime! What a little munchkin!
Happy Birthday Man!!
Friday, May 1, 2009
He's Here!
No, this is not our baby announcement. My cousin, Chrissy, and her husband, Nathan, welcomed their baby boy into the world yesterday, April 30th, late afternoon, one day before he was due. Noah Nathaniel was 6 pounds 13 oz and 22 inches long. Congratulations Mommy and Daddy! I can't wait to post pictures...I can't wait to see pictures! Chrissy and I are very close, but unfortunately, live states away from each other. It has been so wonderful to share our pregnancies together and talk practically every day about our adventures. We were hoping we'd be pregnant at the same time, and...ta da! So, once again, I'm thankful for the timing of this baby we have on the way. Chrissy and I talked most of the morning and early afternoon on Wednesday while she was in early labor. Then I had to head out to my doctor's appointment while she was heading to the hospital, and I was going crazy waiting to hear of his arrival. I am so proud of her...I hope that doesn't sound weird. I can't wait to meet the little man at the family reunion in 8 weeks! And if you're wondering, my doctor's appointment went well, and I won't go into detail for some appreciative readers, but I'll say I'm making progress. 3 weeks from today is my due date. Will Noah have a boy or girl cousin?
Chrissy and I in our pre-pregnancy state (though very close to our pregnancy state) at last year's family reunion!
Chrissy and I in our pre-pregnancy state (though very close to our pregnancy state) at last year's family reunion!
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