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Friday, June 25, 2010
Hi, there.
39 weeks. Still pregnant.
It starts to get pretty wearying at this point, you know? Especially with the realization that I could easily go another week or more.
I’m just tired at this point. I’m tired of waiting for strangers to come in and dirty up my house. I’m tired of staying out of the way so they can go back and forth through my front room all day. I’m tired of not being able to do anything on my own schedule. I’m tired of escorting Rosco to the bathroom every time he needs to go in order to make sure he doesn’t step on stray nails or that he doesn’t pee with the door wide open. I’m tired of having to relay messages from the contractor to Scott (and vice versa). I’m tired of not having clean laundry because I don’t know where the hell to put it (we have no closet right now).
I’m tired of not sleeping well. I think that’s the worst part. The sleep you get when you have a newborn in the house isn’t all that awesome because it’s so broken up, but at least it’s comfortable sleep. Right now, I wake up probably every hour or so to roll over because of the pain I get in my abdominal muscles from having all that weight stretch out the side I’m laying on.
I am one cranky witch right now. Truly. Especially with all the heat. Fortunately, Rosco self-entertains for the most part, so whenever possible I grant myself some space. I’m sure he’d love to do something outside this house, though, but logistically it’s hard to manage right now. I’m hoping I can get the DVDs Rosco and I checked out of the library back today before 6. Would hate to pay late fees on Thomas the Tank Engine movies (now in CGI!!!!!).
Anyway. I think the baby dropped sometime in the past couple of days, which explains why my maternity shirts are suddenly too short. Supposedly, in second (and subsequent) pregnancies, once the baby positions him/herself over the birth canal you’re supposed to go into labor relatively soon after. Like, within a couple of days. yeahright. Problem is she’s not really making sustained impact (probably doesn’t have room to), so there’s no force there to cause contractions. The contractions I have are basically fluff at this point, but they’re happening more and more frequently and covering more territory (that’ll make sense to some of you).
Well. I guess I’ll go sanitize some pacifiers or something.
Holy jesus woman. That baby needs to come soon! She looks like she’s out of room. No wonder you are tired, bitchy and irritated.
On a somewhat unrelated note, two things: the profile of your face looks a lot like Tiger Woods in that picture and that doo rag is totally awesome.
Posted by .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address) on 06/27 at 08:18 PM
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I wish she would listen to you. She seems way too comfy.
I <3 my do-rag. It’s real classy.
(Actually, I did go to Target last week to find something in a plain color, but everything they had was frou-frou. I don’t need frou-frou: just something to keep yarn and cat hair from collecting on my head.)
Oh wow I didn’t see the Tiger Woods thing until mentioned. In all your craftiness I think you could make some do-rags. I think I am going to make some of the triangle head bands for baby girl this week.
Hi, there.
It starts to get pretty wearying at this point, you know? Especially with the realization that I could easily go another week or more.
I’m just tired at this point. I’m tired of waiting for strangers to come in and dirty up my house. I’m tired of staying out of the way so they can go back and forth through my front room all day. I’m tired of not being able to do anything on my own schedule. I’m tired of escorting Rosco to the bathroom every time he needs to go in order to make sure he doesn’t step on stray nails or that he doesn’t pee with the door wide open. I’m tired of having to relay messages from the contractor to Scott (and vice versa). I’m tired of not having clean laundry because I don’t know where the hell to put it (we have no closet right now).
I’m tired of not sleeping well. I think that’s the worst part. The sleep you get when you have a newborn in the house isn’t all that awesome because it’s so broken up, but at least it’s comfortable sleep. Right now, I wake up probably every hour or so to roll over because of the pain I get in my abdominal muscles from having all that weight stretch out the side I’m laying on.
I am one cranky witch right now. Truly. Especially with all the heat. Fortunately, Rosco self-entertains for the most part, so whenever possible I grant myself some space. I’m sure he’d love to do something outside this house, though, but logistically it’s hard to manage right now. I’m hoping I can get the DVDs Rosco and I checked out of the library back today before 6. Would hate to pay late fees on Thomas the Tank Engine movies (now in CGI!!!!!).
Anyway. I think the baby dropped sometime in the past couple of days, which explains why my maternity shirts are suddenly too short. Supposedly, in second (and subsequent) pregnancies, once the baby positions him/herself over the birth canal you’re supposed to go into labor relatively soon after. Like, within a couple of days. yeahright. Problem is she’s not really making sustained impact (probably doesn’t have room to), so there’s no force there to cause contractions. The contractions I have are basically fluff at this point, but they’re happening more and more frequently and covering more territory (that’ll make sense to some of you).
Well. I guess I’ll go sanitize some pacifiers or something.
Posted by Tiffany on 06/25 at 09:38 AM
_______________________________________________________________Being pregnant is a whole lot of work on your body, you look good and keep trying to eating healthy food.
Posted by Dan on 06/26 at 03:35 PM
***Holy jesus woman. That baby needs to come soon! She looks like she’s out of room. No wonder you are tired, bitchy and irritated.
On a somewhat unrelated note, two things: the profile of your face looks a lot like Tiger Woods in that picture and that doo rag is totally awesome.
Posted by .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address) on 06/27 at 08:18 PM
***I wish she would listen to you. She seems way too comfy.
I <3 my do-rag. It’s real classy.
(Actually, I did go to Target last week to find something in a plain color, but everything they had was frou-frou. I don’t need frou-frou: just something to keep yarn and cat hair from collecting on my head.)
Posted by Tiffany on 06/27 at 08:28 PM
***Oh wow I didn’t see the Tiger Woods thing until mentioned. In all your craftiness I think you could make some do-rags. I think I am going to make some of the triangle head bands for baby girl this week.
Posted by Carly on 06/28 at 01:08 PM
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