Aversions to sitting...

For some strange reason, every time I sit down, whether it be at the computer, on the couch, or even in the kitchen to eat, this child goes crazy. She starts kicking and the fake contractions start.

Maybe it's the lack of room, but if she'd just LISTEN to me and everyone around here and get OUT, instead of sticking around until her due date on the 8th, we'd all be better off.

At any rate, I haven't gotten onto this blog anywhere as much as I'd have liked to for the last few weeks, and for that I apologize to my few loyal readers. I do expect to post more when I can actually bend without her kicking me.

Only 4 days and counting....lets hope she isn't fashionably late!

Can't believe it's been this long

I really didn't mean to neglect the blog for the last few weeks. We were nesting like crazy around here, which meant cleaning EVERYTHING!! And moving furniture, putting away things from the baby shower, and just getting things ready so that when she finally makes her appearance, I won't be busting butt to clean on top of taking care of her at least for the first few days.

As of tomorrow, I have 2 weeks left. If I go full to the end of the 2 weeks I think my fiance might end up moving out until I have her. Talk about cranky. I can't get comfy no matter how hard I try, she's moving all the time, and for the last week almost I've had those lovely Braxton-Hicks contractions every night after dinner for anywhere from 30 to 45 minutes.

On a good note, I do believe that she is working her way to not being breech. Either that or she's still doing summersalts. Which would explain a lot since it feels like there's just no room in there for her.

Side note: Bribing a baby in utero doesn't work. She just kicks me to tell me that while she heard, she doesn't care whether or not I can bend or get out of the car.

Where'd all the energy go?

The boys have been gone since Wednesday afternoon. The grandparents took them to the fair and a Trucker's Jamboree up in Dodge county.

You'd think with only one here, even if she's the youngest and requires the most attention, I'd be less tired. Only looking after one, not having to yell at the boys to stop touching each other (trust me, that always ends badly), and getting to enjoy the quiet when she naps, I should have more energy. But I'm tired.

Maybe it's the fact that I'm now due in less than 2 months(WOO HOO!). Maybe it's cuz I sit and think about all that's left to do before the newest family member arrives. Could it have ANYTHING to do with the fact that she kicks me all night and I have to wake up to roll over whenever I become uncomfortable when I'm sleeping. Gee..that migh have some weight!

At any rate, there's lots around here that needs to get done. I'm making a list. The man comes back on Tuesday. If he's lucky he might get a day off before I start him on the stuff I can't do.

Until till then, we'll see if I can manage to get one thing crossed off a day. Even if it's just vacuuming, or the dishes.

Like I needed MORE to distract me

I've gone ahead and started to Stumble. Come join the fun. I need some friends on there, I'm all lonely.

Today was orientation day for the 7 year old, as well as picture day. It's nice that the school does this early, instead of taking pictures after a long day of playing and sweating at school. Make-up day is during the school day, but I think his picture turned out well, even if he complained the entire time about his shirt.

Tomorrow we are off to pick up the little one from her mom, and pick up some clothes I found on craigslist for the bump in the belly. Two months and 3 days and counting!!! I will be SO happy when I can sit and be able to slouch again, or not have someone kicking me ALL. DAY. LONG. People ask me all the time if I'm anxious. Not about the delivery, I've been through it twice, and even though she's been a completely different pregnancy than the boys, it should go fairly smoothly. I'm more worried about affording all the stuff she'll need and still being able to pay the bills.

Another thing to look forward to, the fiance will be back in a week. He's been gone since the 27th of July working security for the PGA tour. Of course, him coming home means I have to give up sleeping in the middle of the bed, but it also means I fork the garbage duties back on him! Wooo Hooo!! I hate taking out the garbage!

More later I'm sure...I'm off to StumbleUpon some more sites!!

Never had this with my other two...

So lately when the little one starts kicking, I can actually hear a snapping sound. Not all the time, just seems to be when her feet are low. I wonder if she's kicking my pelvic bone or something.

Very strange though. NEVER with my boys did they kick where I actually HEARD it! Ditsy, pregnancy-brained me forgot to mention it to the doctor yesterday, but I think I'll ask the nurse when I call for my Nexium refill. Gotta love those little purple pills, they have been a godsend!! Before they were prescribed, ANY sweets gave me horrible acid-reflux and heartburn. And the doctor wondered why I was LOSING weight!! Give me my sweets!!

Now I still can't have cheese, my insides repel all pizza unless it's frozen, but at least I can enjoy chocolate again!

Many new things are coming to this blog in the next week or so, I was going to make a schedule today, but the day got away with me, what with all the kicking I was fielding in my stomach. I figure, I'm sure not going anywhere this weekend, with all the clothing options I have needing a bra(which I CANNOT tolerate as it feels like it's cutting into my ribs), so I should be able to get things set up so I'm not constantly thinking...hmmm what should I write today? !

Hope everyone has a great and safe weekend!

What's been kicking the crap outta me for the last 4 months

She's adorable...got to watch her sticking her tongue out at the ultrasound tech last week. WAY better than the first ultrasound, were we got to watch her try to pick her nose.

I guess we should be thankful she can tell there's a nose there.

So here's whats been kicking me since she learned that her legs move...



Look at those little toes..aren't they cute????

Now try having them kick you pretty much the ENTIRE time your awake. I told the tech that I feel her feet all day everyday, no more feet pictures!!

More about the 11,999 doctor visits

Don't want you all to think I'm dying of some mysterious disease or something. The doctor visits have been due to the latest monkey child (that's what she seems like...all limbs) growing inside me. As well as my lovely thyroid, that loves to over-produce when I'm pregnant.

Not only do I get to see my OB every 2 weeks (only 12 weeks left!!), but I get to see the lab techs every month to draw SEVEN vials of blood(YUCK!), a Maternal Fetal Monitoring office every month to check on the baby because the pills I have to take for my thyroid aren't supposed to be taken in pregnancy so they watch her like a hawk, my regular physician for the thyroid check-up, AND an endocrinologist just to even things out and make sure my general physician knows what she's doing with regards to my whacked out thyroid!

This might not have been so bad, had I not had to switch OB/GYN's in the MIDDLE of my pregnancy! I walk into my appointment in the middle of June and am told that my doctor is moving at the end of July, and that I will need to see the doc that's taking over her patients or choose another doctor. Not TOO big of a deal, as I wasn't really overly fond of my doctor. But when I called to make my appointment with the new doctor, receptionists told me she was QUADRUPLE booked for the next 2 months due to the influx of patients.

WHAT??!! The quack that was leaving told me I had to be seen in 2 weeks and the earliest they had available was sometime in August. I don't THINK so! After much haggling and me informing them that I would see her at any of her locations, we finally got a date that was only 2 days after the 2 week mark. Not too bad.

Until I get a call from her office the afternoon before my appointment. They don't have my chart, and if my chart is not in their office by the time of my appointment, I can't be seen.

WTF?!?

Then the LOVELY receptionist tells me that since she's too stupid or lazy to call their other office to see if my chart has been even requested, I'm supposed to do this and then figure out how to get an appointment somewhere if they don't get my chart. Mind you, this is at 4:35pm on the day before my appointment. I call the office I was originally being seen in, thank God they were open until 6, to see if they had forwarded my chart to the doctor I was told I HAD to go see.

The very nice receptionist there informed me she's never heard of a patient having to request the file being sent, the doctor should have filled out the form right after my last visit. The chart was still there, and lo and behold, it takes at LEAST 24 hours for their carrier to get it to the new place.

Needless to say, I did not have my appointment the next day. I did however have an appointment the following week with a lovely doctor in a COMPLETELY different medical group. Dealing with that fiasco turned me off to dealing with that group of clinics altogether.

The fact that we are STILL waiting after 3 weeks for my records to be sent from the other clinic is a post for another day...