Two Years Ago Today...

I would like to say that my baby is turning two today, but the truth of the matter is that he's been no where near a baby for some time now. He walks, he talks, he counts, he argues with me, he says the word 'actually'. Babies don't answer a question with, "No. Actually.... Yes!" Babies don't climb into their own car seats. Babies don't wear size 9 shoes. My baby is growing up. Happy Birthday Baby Logan.

After searching through the archives of this blog, looking for some sort of birth story from last year, I realized that I never wrote one. Not even anything about Logan's first birthday. So I looked back to August of 2008 for a post from when he was born and all I found were a few pictures. No story. What a bad mommy/blogger I am! So here goes.... geez, I hope I can remember.

It was two years ago today that we woke up before the sun to drive to the hospital. I had waited and waited for those labor pains, those contractions, that water to break. I waited in vein. After my emergency c-section with Nola I was bound and determined to not have a repeat c-section with baby number 2. The term is VBAC - you can look it up if you want. But in this scenario they (the doctors) get a little nervous if you go too far into your pregnancy or you appear to be having a rather large child. My OB scheduled my repeat c-section for the week after my due date. But as the dates got closer the measurements got bigger and she pushed me to up the date. I did. So it was to happen a week before my due date (I think, the dates were really wacky with this kid, they kept changing my due date... it was complicated) unless I went into labor on my own. I never did.

So with Nola safely at Grandma's house we woke up in the dark to drive to St. Luke's, a hospital we were unfamiliar with (my OB was at MO Baptist and my ultrasounds were all at St. John's - does this pregnancy sound confusing to you yet? it was!). Basically, we got lost. Kirk was driving, it was dark, he was sleepy and they decided to redo Highway 40/64 during my pregnancy to screw with him. Construction, a wrong turn this way, an inability to stop and figure things out... and we were late to the hospital to have our son. I was freaking out in the car... because I HATE to be late to anything, especially something so important as the end of my pregnancy and the birth of my child. I was almost panicking when Kirk tells me, "Just calm down, they obviously can't start until we get there..." He was right.

We arrived late and come to find out my OB, who was also traveling to a hospital she didn't normally go to, was even later than we were. We were there for quite a while actually, and she was still a no-show. The nurses asked me if she knew she was supposed to come to this hospital... As if I needed the added responsibility of keeping up with my doctor while worrying about being cut open in the very near future... Eventually she showed up with some valid reason. And the games began. They got Kirk into scrubs, and prepped me. Off we wheeled into the OR. It was such a strange and unwanted change from the last c-section. With Nola, it was an Emergency. Capital E emergency. It was fast, it was quick, there was no chit chat, no moments to contemplate the surgical knives, the bright lights, the cold OR... I was rushed in, baby out, bing bang boom, here's your daughter. This time it was s-l-o-w....

There was no rush, no hurry. The nurses all took their time to explain everything to me, to show me things I didn't want to see. My doctor was very chitty chatty, apparently while sitting in traffic she had a few cups of coffee (which I would have killed for at that moment because I'd had no sleep). I remember worrying about Kirk. Worrying about the baby. Wishing it would all go faster. They sat me up to give me the epidural and had me lean into Kirk. I was so cold that I don't even remember it hurting. That OR was freezing, especially when you're basically naked. And then they told me that I had to speak the words out loud that I was there for a c-section. The nurse was telling me that my doctor would be asking me, "What operation are we doing today?" and that the correct answer was, "I'm here to have a c-section." They told me this twice. Apparently there have been mix ups where doctors have preformed the incorrect surgeries on patients so it has become policy to have the patient speak it outloud so there is no question... I must say, a real confidence booster in the medical profession, again, while naked and numb from the mid-section down... Like I could get up and walk away now? Anyway... so several other things were said and preparations done.

The my OB says to me something like, "Are we here to have this baby?" and my response was something along the lines of, "Ready when you are..." She says, "So, how are we going to do this?" To which I replied, "Quickly?" They all looked at me like I was a damn fool... And one of the nurses said, "You're supposed to say you're here for a c-section..." Oh yeah! The question you already told me the answer to, twice... Well, she asked the question wrong... and I'm NAKED here people... Cold, naked, and cold... and naked... get on with it already! So I said it.

I remember getting very nauseous. And they gave me some medicine for that in my IV which was hot in my veins. But the nausea went away rather quickly... Oh, I love you IV. And then the party got started. Surgery while you're awake is a very awkward thing. You're looking at the person who is cutting you open... the top of their head anyway. They glance over at you from time to time and smile... just keep your eyes on your work! I could feel pressure of touch but no pain. Amazing epidural. I love you epidural. But... you can however smell the cauterization of your flesh. Yep... I said it... it ain't pretty. And... when it comes time to actually get the little monster out... well, that's not pretty either.

Some one is reaching into you to pull out someone else. Just think on that one for a second... There's only so much room in there. So your organs get a little pushed around. The pressure on your stomach and your lungs is a lot to take. And if you're a breath-holder like I am then you basically feel like you will be passing out the whole time. The nurses kept telling me to breathe. And I'm glad they did because I didn't until each time they told me to. I tend to just hold my breath and tense up in physical situations. But then, the pressure was removed. The weight lifted. And that momentarily felt almost as bad. It was a very strange and empty feeling. But it passed quickly and was replaced by the urgency to know if the baby was okay.

The doctor handed him to the nurse and up in the air he went. And out came his cry. Man did that kid cry! It was loud and long and alive. I briefly saw him before they took him into a side room to check him out. Kirk went too. I just laid there and cried as I took deep breaths.

Then my doctor said to me, "I think you made a REALLY good decision to go with the c-section!"
"Why? Is he really big?" They hadn't officially weighed him yet so I didn't know.
"Well, he looks normal sized, but man, he has a BIG head! That would have hurt!"

And he did. He does. My big headed baby boy! He was eight pounds, one ounce. And all head. He was really skinny and really long. He looked a little like an alien. He had long fingers and long toes. And I kept thinking to myself, 'That means he's going to be really big...' and then I remembered that's what they say about dogs, not babies! Kirk said he looked like Uncle Pauly from the Rocky movies... and he did, in those first few days when babies are all wrinkled and look like the elderly. But he was beautiful. He was born.




And now he's two. Even though he claims he's three. (He refuses to accept the fact that he's two and keeps telling me: No, my two! My thfree, like No-ah!) Sibling solidarity, whadda ya gonna do? I guess he'll just think he's three. People might believe him, he's still huge. Maybe we can get him into kindergarten early!

IUD and MIA

Today was rough and long... I had my appointment this morning for my IUD to be put in - Mirena, like the commercials. It lasts for 5 years so if we decide to have another baby it will be a very deliberate decision. Because I will have to make an appointment to have the IUD removed. I can barely remember to brush my teeth every day, more less take a birth control pill... so this is a good choice for us. BUT - I had also planned on my marathon Thanksgiving cooking session today (after the appointment).

They told me to take 1000 milligrams of Ibioprophen before coming in, and I remembered this on the way to my appointment... oops. When they put it in it was like, "Oh! Ouch!, Oh, you're done... not too bad." But about 5 min into my drive home I started having cramps. And 20 min later when I got home I was in pain, really bad pain. So I took my 1000 mg of IBO and slept for about 15 min (which is a miricle in and of itself with 2 screaming kids). I spent the next 3 hours in pretty good pain. I called Cayce and cancelled coming over until later... then later... then until after naptime. I slept a little when the kids did and started to feel better. So I packed up all my stuff, food, kids, etc. and went over to Cayce's to cook.

It was a little chaotic, both of us cooking while the kids were running around and being crazy. Babies were crying and hungry on and off, and it was dinner time! But we got most of it done. I decided to do one of my dishes tomorrow morning instead and made an extra few pies for dessert... But I took NO pictures. I felt like crap, was super tired, there was no room to even put the camera down in the kitchen... So my pictures of the cook-fest will be MIA this year.

It's 9pm and all kids are sleeping, and I will be following them to bed in about 15 min. Tomorrow will be just as long, but hopefully less painful.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone! And to all a good feast!
(Maybe I will take some good food shots tomorrow of the finished products.)

Two

She's two. Two whole years old. I still can't believe I have kids sometimes and it's been two years! Two years since I've worked outside the home, two years since I've slept in late, two years since I could truly be selfish. I've been a mom for two years. And like most families, mine has the wonderful tradition of getting to hear your birth story every year on your birthday. At least parts of it. So I guess I'd better start working on mine... Here is what I have off the top of my head:

About two years ago today I was enormously pregnant and overdue. I waited and waited to go into labor but it just never happened. I had a scheduled induction for November 5th at 8pm. We went to the hospital and by 9pm I was in a bed and gown, hooked up to IVs and on Pitocin. They told me I was 2cm dilated when I got there and having contractions (but I couldn't feel them). I think we watched TV for a while. By 10pm or so Kirk was asleep and the contractions had begun. I had my iPod and was listening away to soothing music, drifting in and out all night. By early morning I was in some real pain. My mom came up around 8 or 9am I think... I was definitely in pain by then. And I think I was somewhere around 3 or 4 cm at that point. A nurse came in and I asked when I was allowed to have an epidural. I wasn't begging or anything, I was still doing okay. I assumed it would be several hours before epidural time. She said I could have one whenever I wanted.... and with the next contraction I said okay, now.
After the epidural kicked in it was smooth sailing. Pain wise. But waiting sucked. The hours kept passing by but I wasn't making any real progress. My OB kept checking on me... and started mentioning the possibility of a c-section. I didn't want one. I really didn't want one. So we waited. They had me on this side and then that side, turning like a rotisserie chicken. I sat up, lied down, upped the Pitocin... and I only made it to 5 or 6 cm. Then in the 5 o'clock hour they had me turn over and get on my knees. I was basically on all fours but the bed was positioned so that I was able to lay my head on pillows. Then all of a sudden the machines in the room started to beep. One after the other... lots of beeping. The alarms were going off. My mom and sister and aunt were all there, and kirk of course (there may have been others, I honestly don't remember). The nurses came quickly in and said we were going to do a c-section. It was very rushed but didn't seem like that big of a deal. My mom looked scared... Kirk looked nervous... I was almost excited. Here we go!
They prepped me and Kirk and whisked me off to an OR. Kirk had to wait outside the room while they got me ready. I remember wheeling past my mom and sister on the way in. I think Mom was crying. When Kirk came in the room he asked if I was okay... I asked him if my mom and Cayce were okay... and if he was okay... We were all okay. And then I got scared. I started listening to some of the nurses and it finally hit me that we were in an operating room. And I was about to be cut open. And it was an emergency surgery. Emergency. My baby.... would she be okay? What was wrong with her? What the hell was taking so long? I desperately wanted to see my baby girl. To hear her cry.
When my OB came in I found out her heart rate had dropped and they needed to get her out fast. And they did. It was a blur of noises, smells, pulls and tugs. I was short of breath as they pushed my insides all over the place and then a whole lot of pressure and she was out. It didn't hurt... but it wasn't pleasant. And then the most glorious sound... the first cry. And I turned my groggy head to the side as they were rushing her over to the table and saw her. Nola. My little Nola. She was HUGE! And LOUD! A giant baby who's scream just wouldn't stop. I looked up at Kirk and asked if she was okay. He didn't know. He was holding my hand. I was terrified and tearing up. And then came the first sacrifice as a mother. I needed him to hold my hand and be with me... but I knew that she needed one of us with her. "Go. Go make sure she's okay." He looked down at me and I knew he didn't want to leave me there alone on the table. "Go. It's okay. "
I watched him across the room and tried to listen to what was going on. And it took everything I had inside of me to stay awake. My body and mind were shutting down and I needed to close my eyes... but I knew if I did I would be asleep and I needed to know that the baby was okay. Finally he came back and had her in his arms. She was just fine. Perfect. And then I cried, kissed her face, thought to myself that I couldn't believe something that big had been in my belly, and then fell asleep. I drifted in and out for the next hour or so... And then I was back in my room, people all around... chaos. I was tired, relieved, scared, confused, tired, tired and more tired! But she was born, she was healthy and I was okay.

Happy Birthday Dear Nola!
Happy Birthday Two You!

Baby Molly!

My niece Molly was born today - so cute!
She was 6lb 15oz and 19.5 inches long... a little girl.
She has a ton of hair - long and brown.
I can't wait until she starts to grow and change and become her own little person! She looks different from my two kids and her sister when they were all born (they all looked similar to each other). So she's going to surprise us with her good looks!

Happy Birthday Molly!

Baby!

Cayce's having a baby!
Tomorrow!
Yeah!
I'm excited!

I think she will be under 8lbs...
I'm going to guess... 7 lb. 14 oz.
And I think she will have lots of hair and be super cutie dootie!

Will update tomorrow after I get back from the hospital! With pictures!

Projects Update - August & September

Creating Human Life - FINISHED!
Well - Logan was born so this is over... and there are no plans to have any more so I think my baby making days are over. Good... and sad.

Starting Roses from Clippings - In Progress
I have roots but the clippings are still in water. I'm too scared to move them to pots with dirt. I'm afraid that the hard work (of waiting so long) will be ruined if they die.... Who know what I will do. I think I have to move them to dirt soon.

Growing Vegetables - FINISHED for this year
It's fall and I just don't care anymore... will try again next year.

365 Project - 97/365 - In Progress
(see the other blog for this one)

Selling My House - Quitting Soon
As soon as our agreement is up with our Realtor we will take the house off the market and start doing some major changes around here. We are learning to live in our small house with us and the kids, so we are just going to work it out until we can't anymore. We have plans for a play room in the basement and a new patio out back. I have plans for new flower beds and maybe a new garden.... We shall see.

Paying Off Debt - In Progress
We have obtained more debt thanks to a car problem ($700+) but we have a plan in the works... possibly going to refi our house... Still have to meet with someone to weigh the pros and cons financially - but I think it may get rid of our car payment and free up a lot of money...

Being 'Greener' - OnGoing
Nothing to report here - will get back into this more when life settles down some

Learning About my Camera - OnGoing
Not doing much on this front either... just barely taking pictures these days...

Buying a Bigger House - Project Abandoned
Enough said....

Oh Baby!

Here he is - my little Logan
8lb 1oz, 21 3/4 in, and all BOY!


Everyone's happy and healthy and glad to be home...

Maybe more some other day - I'm really tired... and by tired, I mean so exhausted that I could sleep for days!

All Mine!

So I've been messing around with creating my own digital scrapbook stuff... Here are a few of the things I've made (everything but the ric-rac ribbon is all mine! - made from scratch!)
I know the page is quick and boring and the pictures are just all the crap we have piled up for the baby... but I just wanted to show you what I made.... I have about 9 papers, a few little things - mostly the star theme in pinks blues and yellows. Here are all the papers in the star theme:

By the way - still no baby! Dr.'s appointment tomorrow morning - will update with any news.

Today is my Due Date!

Well - it's 9pm... my due date has come and gone (almost). I now have 2 more full days to go into labor or it's c-section city for me. I wish I hadn't pushed to get my date moved up because now it feels too soon. I want a few more days to brew this baby and see if I go into labor.... but now it's too late! Oh well.

I guess it's just time for me to go from being miserably pregnant to sleep deprived and hormonal. Oh yeah - it's a frying pan/fire situation I'm in now. But I'm ready to get it going just so it will be over that much sooner... It should be a good 2 months before sanity and reason are fully restored into my brain. Now I will just hope that this little one is as good as the first one was. She was a great sleeper, a great eater, mostly healthy and an overall good baby. Watch! This one will be a living nightmare! I just know it! No one in this house will ever sleep again!

Ok - ramble on.... sing my song.... what? lyrics? anyway.... I think my sanity has already left me.... Will be updating when I can in the next few days.... Lots of pics to come I'm sure. After Tuesday I will be in the hospital until at least Thursday... and then insane... so watch for a new post in about a month! kidding! I will try but no promises.

Oh! I thought of a few things I can't wait to do...
drink cafe mochas!
drink bloody marys!
eat soft cheeses!
eat sushi!
maybe smoke a cigarette!
skip meals and just drink coffee!
bend over!
be a single person (as opposed to a host)!
sit with Nola on my lap!
not have my feet swell!
wear my wedding rings again!

Thoughts on Thursday

So - still pregnant. Since we have only 5 days until the scheduled c-section I think that's the way things are going to go... bummer. I'll live, just wanted it to go another way. I guess I still do have five days... My due date is in 2 days. Come on Baby Logan! Get the hell OUT!

Olympics...
M. Phelps apparently rules the Universe, but good for him I guess.
A. Sacramone kinda made me mad... even though everyone makes mistakes... did you have to make so MANY when it really counted? Silver still kicks ass. But Gold is better...
Our male gym team is a strange group. None of them seem very mature at all... so I guess we're lucky to have the Bronze. I didn't expect an individual medal from them... but they did good. Did anyone actually stay up late to watch? I tried. I saw the Japanese guy fall off the rings - ouch!
Prime Time Olympics is getting later and later every day! I will make sure I take a nap today so I can stay up to watch the women's individual competition tonight... it will probably go until midnight! I wish I had a DVR!

Here are the Deal-i-O's as of right now:
China: G22 + S8 + B5 = 35 total
USA: G10 + S9 + B15 = 34 total
S.Korea: G6 + S7 + B3 = 16 total

Here is one more thought on this fine fine Thursday morning....
Crayola has some really stupid color titles these days.... more on that later, or tomorrow.

Sunday Stuffs

So I am now under a week until my due date - 6 days! I think I may have had a contraction here and there... little ones, nothing that has made me 'know for sure'... As ridiculous as it sounds, since I have a kid, I don't remember what a contraction feels like... I just keep telling myself that I 'will know' when the time comes. But I think things are at least progressing. I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow, so we shall see!



A few thoughts on the Olympics.

First of all, the Opening Ceremonies were really really cool.
As of this morning, here are the current medal standings: Gold-Silver-Bronze-Total
United States: 2-2-4-8
China: 5-2-0-7
S. Korea: 3-2-0-5


And a few questions to ponder (or answer for me if you know):
Hong Kong has it's own team. I thought they were part China.... What's up with that?
And the men had their 150 mile bike ride yesterday.... What do they do if they have to pee?
And what level of professional do you have to be to not be able to participate in the Olympics... I thought it was for non-pros... but Basketball players are there like Kobe Bryant.... What's up with that? What's the rule?
And what's up with the Chinese architecture on these stadiums? I don't like them...



The Bird's Nest
Granted, this is a great photo... but the building itself looks like a... well, let's just say I'm not seeing a bird's nest.



The Water Cube

And this one - while it looks very cool from the inside and would be pretty neat on a smaller scale maybe, to me just looks like a giant mattress!

But I love the Olympics and not even strange Chinese architecture will keep me away!

Random B.S.

BS can stand for many things... Let's start with the good things first.

Blog Stuff: I used to do digital scrapping all the time (when Nola was younger and didn't require as much attention...). I even made an entire book for her first birthday, and her birthday invitations with digital scrap booking. It's really fun, but you do have to have time, which I don't seem to anymore. BUT - I have run across several blogs that are WONDERFUL for sharing freebies of papers, elements and entire kits. So I have spent the past couple of days downloading several things for when I have time again. Lucy & Cayce (mostly) - check out this blog: GingerScraps. I am linking it on my favs over to the right. It's the best one I've found.... SO MUCH cool stuff to download! I'm getting addicted again. Maybe I will try out some of the things I got and post a scrap page soon.... maybe.

Birth Stuff: Well, I'm feeling pretty achy all over... My muscles are stretched to the limit in the belly area. I went this entire pregnancy without a new stretch mark until about 3 days ago! Now I have a whole crop of them right in front and to the sides of my belly button, like evil {(parentheses)}! I'm having more trouble walking and getting up, which is good if that means he is descending downward... and eventually outward! My hips are killing me, also good if they are getting more flexible. My heartburn (which was beyond bad) is all but gone, so I'm thinking he has definitely moved downward and off my stomach. All good signs pointing to oncoming labor **fingers crossed** (knocking on wood)

Bull Shit: So I called in to my OB's office to ask when they had re-scheduled my c-section in the case of no labor.... They said that everything is booked. Booked? What? Everything? So I guess we will just wait and see what happens. I still have my scheduled one for e 28th... (22days more of being pregnant!) But maybe it's a sign that I should just go into labor on my own. I think I will try and see it that way since that's what I want anyway. In other BS news, my husband's work will not let him have any freedom when it comes to his time off for this baby! He must have a scheduled vacation. How do you schedule for labor you ask? You DON'T! You CAN'T! Morons! I understand that his place run with a One-Man-in-Charge at a time schedule.... but geez people. So since the only concrete date we have (thanks to the hospital being totally booked up) is the 28th, then that's when he has scheduled his vacation to start. So if I go into labor today, I have 3 weeks of not having him home... Fabulous! I think too many people are scheduling their c-sections these days!

I think that's all my BS for today....

Pregnancy Update

First of all you need to push play on the music video below before you read my post... Why you ask? Because it's funny! That's why!



Ok, anyway....
If you're family or friend you may have already read this in an email today... but whatever, you're here, read it again.
So I'm not dilated and nothing major is going on. He has dropped more since last week but not enough to get labor going. But my OB and I decided that waiting 2 weeks past my due date with a big baby on board isn't the best plan. So we are moving my scheduled c-section up to the week after my due date. So far we haven't quite narrowed down the date but it will be between the 17th and 22nd. I have a feeling that's the way things will go.
I mean, I feel like crap, but I feel fine really. I feel like any person 9 1/2 months pregnant would feel... but I don't feel like labor is on it's way (at least not today I don't).
I hope I go into labor on my own and don't have to have a c-section... but who knows. I'm almost... almost... not caring anymore. Because I have no real control over the situation. I can't make myself go into labor. I'm gonna try all the tricks that aren't too crazy, but they're all just old wives tales anyway!

So hopefully I will be able to Push It... but if not, we're looking a the week of the 17th.

Regular Sized

So I went for my ultrasound today and they estimate the baby to be 7 pounds. I think I remember that they grow about 1/2 a pound a week at this point, so I think I'm still in good shape to have a VBAC. As long as we don't go too far past...

I just need to start jumping up and down and eating spicy foods and all the other crap they say is supposed to make you go into labor but probably doesn't really work. It's just personal torcher since none of it is comfortable or fun... Now if they said eating lots of ice cream and chocolate would jump start labor, sign me up! Or maybe sleeping all day.... or watching chic flicks.... but no, I have to move around and eat things that will give me heartburn....

If this kid is like the last one then he's got no plans of exiting anytime soon. Which sucks cause I'm ready. Not to have a kid quite yet, but to not be pregnant. I think I may be just a bit in denial about the actual child coming home with us from the hospital... if I think to much about that part, I may have a panic attack! Yeah, really. Just thinking of no sleep at all for the next month... oh crap - I have to stop now or I will convince the baby never to come out!

Ok - well - that's my tale to tell today.....

The Situation

Ok, here's the situation... my parents went away on a week's vacation and, they left the keys to the brand new Porsche... Wait! Wait! Wait! I'm not the Fresh Prince!


Ok, here's the situation... I have to have another ultrasound. My OB thinks that the baby might be pretty big. Well... I knew that. Funny how he was measuring small and now he's measuring big. But either way, we will find out his weight on Wednesday. Then we can proceed with a new plan of action. If he is super big then my OB really doesn't want to let me go 2 weeks past my due date (which I agree with since I'm really uncomfortable already).

If we decide that a C-Section is what's going to happen then I can schedule one as soon as Monday (that would be 7 days from NOW!) But - that's jumping the gun a little bit. We will wait and see what he weighs and then go from there.

Too Much to Do!

Ok - so here is a breakdown of what's the haps for the next few weeks:

7/26 - Brunch/Playdate at a friend's mom's house who's in town
7/27 - Lunch/Visit with my cousin at my sister's who's in town
7/28 - Doctor appointment @ 11.15am
7/31 - Shopping for a wedding gift for a friend
8/01 - Brother & Sister-in-Law in town, spending whole day w/them
8/02 - Wedding for a friend (afternoon and evening)
8/03 - Going to pick up Nola from overnight babysitter (Grandma's house)
8/04 - Doctor appointment @ 9:45am
8/10 - Babyshower-ish Lunch w/Mom & Aunt
8/11 - Doctor appointment @ 9:45am
8/16 - Due Date!
8/18 - Doctor appointment @10:45am
8/19 - Brother-in-Law's birthday
8/20 - Kirk's birthday! and cousin-in-law's birthday
8/27 - Niece's 3rd birthday
8/28 - C-section scheduled if no baby has come by then

Boy am I tired! And through it all I still have to go through old boxes of baby stuff and get things ready for Logan's arrival... I have to shop for some things I will need. I have to keep up on housework (not that anyone has inquired about the house lately) but the laundry is calling my name from the basement! The bills have to be paid and the meals have to be cooked.... And the kid has to be read to and colored with and sang to... and bathed and dressed. Diapers are never ending and toys are ever cluttering. I can only sleep now for an hour at a time before pee or pain wakes me up and orders me to move. My feet swell now if I'm on them, or they aren't up, every hour or so.... And Little Lego is still up to his antics of seeing how hard he has to punch or kick me in order for me to double over or pee myself. (I have yet to pee myself - just for the record.)

Pregnancy is a miraculous, wonderful, joyous, splendid thing that I wouldn't change for the world... but when you're nine months in with a toddler and a husband who works 60+ hours a week and your house is for sale... none of those words come to mind... Cuss words come to mind. Very colorful, four-letter, top of your lungs, glorious cuss words.

On that note...
FUCK!

New Due Date

So I went to the doctor today only to find out that my due date was changed about 4 months ago and they NEVER TOLD ME! I'm due a week earlier than I thought! Which is what I originally told them, but they changed it based on ultrasound measurements.... but I was actually right! Go figure that a person knows when they did and did not have sex in order to get pregnant!


So I only have 3 weeks to go, not 4. And I have a c-section tentatively scheduled for the week of August 25th - 28th. It should be finalized by the end of the day. Hopefully I will go into labor before that and won't have to worry about a c-section at all. But August 28th is the end of the road no matter what happens.


I thought my due date was August 15th.
They changed it to August 23rd.
Now it's back to August 16th.
And I will have a baby by the 28th!


In other news - I bought Logan a Baby Book yesterday. It's really cute. Here is a picture of Kirk and Nola reading through it... it's empty by the way, but she insisted.

36 Weeks Along

Well - Not too much going on here - just getting more and more pregnant. I think I've started 'nesting'... although I think that's a weird term, seeing as that I'm NOT a bird! I'm just doing what needs to be done. I have today's check list ready to go - Kirk is off work to help. I've cleared out a drawer in our bedroom (since that's where little Logo will be staying for a while - in our room, not the drawer) and have started to fill it up. I have to go through the boxes in the basement to find all the things we packed away to save after Nola was finished with them. And then find somewhere out of the way to store them. Lot's to do!

My biggest anxiety generator right now is what will we do with our kid while we go have another kid. Both Grandmas work so I can't expect them to take off work for the duration of our hospital stay. Everyone works, really. And we have no idea when it will be... Oh! I worry just thinking about it! My mom can do it but she wants to actually BE THERE when the baby is born - and I agree.... while pushing a human being from my body I just might need my mommy! But it looks like she's the only one who can commit to taking Nola overnight.... so if we have the baby during the day - I think we're okay. If it's overnight, my mom just won't be there. ooohhh stresss.

So this is my 36th week - that's 9 months folks! I think I'm getting a little freaked out! I made Kirk sit on the couch with me last night and keep his hand on my belly. He doesn't like this at all, it really freaks him out to feel the baby move. But I told him he had to 'experience pregnancy' for at least an hour. It was funny - his hand kept drifting away and I'd put it back. He would jerk his arm when Logan would really move and shutter a little bit.
He said, "Honey, it's just so weird that there a human being moving inside you..."
"Yep, " I said... "at least you can move your hand and walk away.... Try having all this movement when you're trying to do things like... walk!"

Well - I'm off to start my checklist.... wish me luck.

Shopping Without Money & My Uterus

How's that for a post title?

My Uterus: I had a doctor's appointment today. I sat in the waiting room for almost an hour, then witnessed my doctor yelling at nurses to give her some patients to see instead of leaving them all in the waiting room while she had nothing to do... that was funny. Almost worth the wait.
My blood pressure is just fine, I didn't gain any weight and my belly is measuring on time again. After complaining about how bad I feel and how hard it is to do things, she replied exactly how I knew she would, " Yeah - that's sucks, but you are pregnant..." I guess there isn't really a lot to do about being uncomfortable except for having the baby.... just a few more weeks or so...

Shopping Without Money: I found a great hobby. After going to a bridal shower for a friend of mine several weeks ago and shopping for a gift off of her registry I realized what a great job she did. She registered for all kinds of great things... It made me want to go back in time and re-do my own wedding registry. Put a few more practical things on it, as well as a few more splurge items. Mine was kind of middle of the road. It also made me want to re-do my kitchen and a few other spots in my home.

After a few weeks of random thoughts of what I would like to improve about my household items I just did it! I went online to www.bedbathandbeyond.com and made a registry. I called it a House Warming Registry since we are eventually moving to a new house. And I set the event date for 2014 so I can keep it going. But it was really fun. I shopped online all night! I picked out cookware, kitchen gadgets, some new small appliances, etc. And I had fun and spent 0! dollars. But, so it wasn't a complete waste of time, I actually chose items I want to eventually purchase. So it is essentially a running list of what I want.

Now, when my birthday or Christmas, or any other gift giving occasion rolls around and people ask me what do you want? I can refer them to my registry or just give them a list of what's left on it. I think I will also make a registry a few other places. This way, when I'm stuck at home with no money and two kids I can still go shopping.... for free! It will at least get that urge to go buy something out.

So if you're broke like me, or stuck at home like me... or just like to shop - I think starting a registry online is a great way to pass he time. It fun and free. And who knows, maybe someday you will be able to fulfill all the items!

Mid Month Musings

So it's almost the middle of the month - which means I have about a month or so to go until I am a mother of 2... Well - as much trouble as this little one is giving me I think it counts already.

I have been feeling so bad the past few days. I am in constant discomfort, if not pain. Logan is flip flopping his way around my body, making sure to hit every vital organ along the way (mainly my stomach - which make my nauseous, and my bladder - which makes me have to pee constantly). I have a hard time walking, I just feel so much pressure, as if he were make of lead. I have trouble bending over, there are no functional ab muscles left. This makes it hard to function as a mother, or a person for that matter. And I literally can't walk from one end of the house to another without loosing my breath and feeling dizzy (and I have a small house). Maybe the dates are wrong and I am going to pop out this kid any time now... who knows.

Since I have never gone into labor before I have no idea what to compare my new crappy feelings to. (I went overdue and was induced last time, and ended up with a c-section.) The doctors have told me that since I am attempting a VBAC this time I will essentially be going through another 'first labor' which is always harder than subsequent labors.... yeah - glad to hear it doc!

In other news - I did find it within myself to file! I have been avoiding filing bills and paperwork by putting them all away in the file cabinet in a file labeled, "To Be Filed". Handy isn't it? Well - it's been almost a year so I felt the need to tackle the filing monster.... and I am 95% done. Just a few more things to look through and then away things go into the file cabinet, but in the proper places!

I have ordered all the pictures for Nola's baby book. I got a deal from SnapFish for 50 pictures for fifty cents. Couldn't pass that up - and it was on my list of things to do anyway. Also, I ordered pictures to keep her photo album up to date as well.... Grand total - $4.09!

Now I just need to start making plans for when Logan arrives - I've started a little, but I need a real plan... and some diapers to fit a little bitty booty!

We had a terrible rain storm yesterday but when it was over there was a rainbow for about 5 min - so I snapped a few shots. Here they are, plus a few more from my front yard yesterday (that's about as 'out' as I get these days).

Big Dorks on the Lawn


My Hosta plants about to bloom


The Rainbow....



Ok - well - it's time for me to take a nap... Have a super fun weekend everyone - do something fun for me (I won't be leaving the house!)