I understand it isn’t the most politically correct thing to say, but I am so over being pregnant. It’s hot. I’m uncomfortable. I’m exhausted. I can’t see my feet. I can’t remember the last time I fell asleep in our bed and stayed there the entire night. When I am out in public women give me that pity “Oh, I so know where you’re at and boy does it suck” look as they sort of shake their heads a bit. I can’t wear normal shoes. I can’t wear my ring. And don’t even get me started on the fact that David made me show him, several times, that I can get in and out of the rocker in the nursery all by myself. “I don’t want to be at work and have you call me to tell me you’re stuck.” It’s bad enough that I’m seriosuly giving thought to letting them take him in seven weeks as opposed to waiting until he’s ready to come out himself. Grumble. Grumble.
We managed to get quite a bit done this weekend. And by “we” I mean David as I’m on bedrest. Oh, did I neglect to mention that? Just for a few days. And I’m not very good at it as I’m, apparently, three years old and can only sit still for very short periods of time. He cut and installed the baseboard in all the rooms upstairs and cut all the quarter round as well. If I knew then what I know now you can best be assured we wouldn’t have had the contractor pull all the baseboards. Hindsight and all that.
Speaking of contractors, we might find ourselves in need of one sooner rather than later. We found a piece of property a few weeks ago and visited it again today. It is so stunningly beautiful and so very peaceful. I left a message with our realtor and we’ll see what happens. It looks like it might have some building restrictions on it, but that didn’t stop me spending the afternoon looking at house plans online.
So aside from not lying in bed and taking a drive through the foothills we also did the lunch and Target thing together today. I think we’re set for the little dude’s arrival. Although we’ll need to do some shopping after he gets here since we decided to stop buying clothes until we know how big he is actually. The original estimate was between 10 - 12 pounds. I have an ultrasound scheduled at the end of the month to come up with a better guess and probably a c-section date.
Next time? Pictures of the little dude’s room. Although between you and me the cat is pretty sure it’s here room. According to her the crib is the third best place in the house to sleep. The rocker the second and the changing pad the first. In her little kitty head she is sure we changed the room from the guest room into “Princess Kitty’s castle”! I ‘m not entirely sure her little kitty head isn’t going to pop right off from the excitement of it all.
May 7th, 2007 at 8:52 am
Hang in there! {{hugs}}
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May 7th, 2007 at 10:27 am
How could you get trapped in a rocking chair? You do have arms and legs, after all. It’s not like you’re a Weeble-Wobble someone dropped in a hole.
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May 8th, 2007 at 2:45 pm
Oh bless your heart, sweetpea! It can’t be long now!
A friend of mine just had her first the beginning of April and I remember just how incredibly miserable she was. I definitely can’t relate but you surely have my sympathies.
And if you got stuck in a chair, I can see you McGuyvering yourself out of it somehow. Like, you’d be able to reach something to pull something over to quickly knit both together to throw over a hook or doorknob to lift yourself out (on the front swing of the rock of your chair, of course). You’re just that way. Of course, PK will accidentally have her tail under the rocker at the time, but whatchagonnado? :-)
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May 10th, 2007 at 6:18 am
I know exactly how you feel about being “over” pregnancy. When they put me on bedrest, I thought my life was over. Good luck with the rest of your pregnancy… and enjoy the bed rest. You don’t get much sleep once babies are born! =)
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June 16th, 2007 at 7:00 am
I think I was “over” pregnancy the entire time I was pregnant, but, I may be just a grouchy person, in general. Luckily, the children appeared to suffer no ill effects…I hope you can fit in a little relaxation within all the resting.
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