Monday, November 26, 2007

Puppy update

Nope, there is not a sweet little fuzzy puppy running around my house. I couldn't do it (I wanted to) but I told hubby that I was in no state to make that kind of decision and that it was his call. He decided that we would be too preoccupied with the baby and we would not be the best puppy parents right now. We did pass the word along to other friends and hopefully someone will love the little guy. I did tell hubby that if our friends absolutely could not find a home for him, then he was coming to ours. I hope someone out there finds him irresistible so I do not have to take care of 2 babies (3 if you count hubby :-)

As for things on the baby front, they are moving along. I am sitting here listening to the wonderful sound of drilling and hammering. Music to my ears, because it means that by the end of the week I will have a completed nursery. YEAH!! Good thing, because there is currently no room for my Christmas tree because a stroller, bouncy chair, and baby swing are occupying that space. I can't wait until next week when I will have a nursery AND a decorated tree. Baby will be full term and I can stare at the pretty lights and wait for his arrival. Ahhh that will be so nice.

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

So cute


It is not nice to tease a pregnant lady. I am starting to really feel like this baby is getting closer to coming. I have had to slow down quite a bit these days otherwise I get overwhelmed and emotional. I am now in nesting and nurture mode. I love all the sweet little clothes and stuffed animals that people have given us. I am also an impatient pain in the you-know-what with our contractor because I am going to loose my mind if they don't finish the baby's room very soon.


So to add to my current emotional roller coaster, today my husband sends me this photo:
with a note that says "puppy needs loving home...do you want him?"
Are you kidding me? My head says that now is not the best time to get a puppy for a whole long list of reasons, but my pregnant, emotional self wants to bring him home right this second! How cute is he? I will let you know which side wins out.

Thursday, November 08, 2007

All I want for Christmas...

is a scheduled C-section. The likelihood of this baby turning the right way for birth au natural is slim, so after a discussion with the docs I attempted to schedule a C-section yesterday. I did not think it would be a hard thing. I thought most people do the unpredictable labor thing. Apparently, not in my neck of the woods. The OR was completely booked within 2 weeks of my due date! I am not able to schedule a c-section. There was no waiting list, no squeezing me in, all I got was "I am sorry, you are going to have to go into labor and then we will consider it an emergency". Gee thanks.
I would love to go into labor and have a nice normal delivery, but I don't think that is in the cards for me and this little guy. My doc is going to attempt to turn him (which I hear is really painful and I am not looking forward to it) and my acupuncturist is trying to turn him, but I must say that I am not optimistic. I have a feeling he is planning to stay right where he is.

I have nothing against going into labor really, except that he is due very close to Christmas Day and I am not sure which would scar him more, being taken out before he is ready or having his birthday on Christmas. What do you think is worse? I also would prefer my surgeon to be nice and fresh before they cut me open. I do not really want to be the patient that they hurry through so that they can get home to hang out with their family. I don't want to be the patient they work on after they have been awake for 24 hours straight. I prefer my surgeon to have had a nice night sleep and maybe a cup of coffee before he/she wields that scalpel. Is that too much to ask?

I don't need gifts for this Holiday season. I need you to cross your fingers that either he turns the right way, or an OR slot opens up. No bow or card necessary. Thanks!

Thursday, November 01, 2007

Stealing candy from babies

I am not allowed to hand out candy on Halloween anymore :-(

I had high hopes for this Halloween and was really looking forward to it, but I did not factor pregnancy hormones into the occasion. It started off nice. The kids don't go to houses around here, they go to the town festival and people can set up tables in the park to hand out candy. So I have my table all decorated with flowers and pumpkins, I was in costume, and had all the candy ready to go. I couldn't wait to see all the little ones in their costumes! The little ones were not the problem. They were adorable and I loved the parental coaxing to get them to say "trick or treat". So far so good.
Then came the older kids...no costumes, no greeting, no "trick or treat". I figure if you are not going to dress up I at least deserve a greeting before you take my candy. So I made them say "trick or treat" before they could have candy. My hubby was a little concerned with this and told me to chill out. I then also had problems with the kids that dug around in the bucket for 5 min trying to find the candy that they like while there is a line of other kids behind them. But the absolute worst thing. The thing that caused me and my huge pregnant belly to shove my husband out of the way and almost leap over the table and take someone out was when an older lady (60ish) with NO KIDS and NO COSTUME and NO GREETING stuck both of her hands in the candy bucket, took a HUGE pile of candy and walked away. Oh no she didn't...the alarm bells went off in my head because she had just stolen most of our candy and I didn't have any more to give to all of the kids. I know I am not a mommy yet, but apparently my mommy instincts are kicking in because you do NOT steal candy from babies or I will jump over a table and steal it back. I had her shoulder in my hand and was ready to do just that, when hubby pulled me off of her and gave me a "time out". He was right of course. I don't think the children would have enjoyed watching me kick some old lady butt, so I listened to him.
Just in case you are wondering, this is very uncharacteristic for me and at that point hubby was really starting to get concerned. So I spent the rest of the evening in my chair and let him hand out the rest of the candy. I guess I am going to have to watch myself a little more closely from now on.

Just out of curiosity, what would you have done?