Sleep!! I need it!

It's so frustrating. This weekend, Chris' parents had Carter for possibly his last hurrah up there before the new baby comes. It was WONDERFUL to sleep in on Saturday and Sunday. While my nights' sleep isn't as restful as I would like, I still felt good because of the lateness I had to get up. Today was back to reality. The alarm went off this morning and I felt like utter crapola. I had woken up several times in the night and once I had even contemplated getting up to eat or something, I just couldn't get back to sleep. So, when I had to get up this morning, I was not a happy camper.

Sleeping just is not comfortable right now. I have this huge knot in my neck from sleeping on one side or the other, but I can't figure out which. I can't sleep on my back which is the position that my body seems to want to go. On my back, my neck relaxes and my back doesn't hurt. On my sides, the back hurts and I get pains in my legs. UGH!! Four more weeks.

At least once the baby comes, I'll be able to hopefully get a few hours of decent sleep at a time. I'm sure she will be a non-sleeper since Carter was so easy-peasey, but anything will be better than this right now.

Went to the doctor on Friday. Everything looks great. I told him about the few days that I have had where I was having some hard contractions and he looked at me and said, "Sounds like you are pregnant!" You know, it was all I could do from clocking him upside the head. I know he was just trying to make light of the situation since it really is nothing to be worried about, but wow. I'm now going every week and I'm assuming they will start checking for any progress from here on out. Not that I expect anything to start considering last time I didn't do ANYTHING down there.

But, no matter what, even if she decides that she's ready to come out early, four weeks from today, I will either be in the hospital or home with my little one. Hard to believe!

Yes I'm still here...

Sorry for the lack of posting for the few people that read this. It's just been a few crazy weeks. I have definitely crossed over to the majorly uncomfortable portion of this program called pregnancy. I have been having some much stronger contractions, but nothing regular. They just come and go as they seem fit and leave me wondering if more are coming. The other day at work I literally had to stop working and close my eyes through a particularly rough one. One whole side of the belly just got rock-hard for about a minute or so. But, nothing else happened so all was good.

Then, yesterday, my mom and I had planned to go shopping for some clothes for Ali. I went up into the attic (bad mistake number one) and rolled down the three bags of clothes that I have collected that were stored up there (not that I lifted them, but bad mistake number two). After sitting on our very low and sinkable couch (B.M. number three) to sort them all out, Mom showed up. My lower back was starting to feel tight which I attributed to sitting on the couch upright so long. I got up and sat in my Poang chair. When I got up from there, my back started screaming. I couldn't bend whatsoever. I couldn't even lean over to pick up my glass of water. My tummy was rock hard again and I was very very hot. It was quite humid despite being comfortable outside so I had been sweaty all morning. After about an hour of me downing some water and stressing over the back pain, it started to feel slightly better. I called the doctor's office and got the emergency number just in case. But, after a while, I figured I just had overexerted myself that morning. I found my maternity belt that I haven't been wearing and put it on. Then instead of heading to Arundel Mills like originally planned, Mom, Carter and I went to Babies R Us.

After going through the clothes that my cousin had given me, I realized that I had quite a bit of itty bitty sizes, much more than I orignially thought. So, while at BRU, I was contimplating using this shopping trip for more gear-like things like bottles and pacis and such. But, after seeing all the clothes, I decided to go ahead and stock up on them. I got a good amount but after sorting everything later last night, realized I may have too much in the newborn sizes. I may take some of the new things back and get 3-6 month clothes. Plus, my cousin may have more for me from her friend. Overall, I think we are pretty set!

Chris is going this afternoon to the College Park Ikea to get the dresser for her room. Apparently our Ikea does not carry the full line of furniture and they don't ship between stores. How stupid is that? We looked it up online to see how much it would be to have it shipped home. Yeah, for a dresser that is about $250, the shipping was over $300!! So, it's definitely worth the time and gas for Chris to drive down to College Park. Hopefully he will get to put all the furniture together sometime this week and we'll start actually having a room ready!

So, six weeks to go. It's gonna be a rough ride.

And the date is...

June 15th. Monday, the 15th I will have my baby. That is, unless she decides she wants to make an earlier appearance. While it would be funny if after all the planning she did come on the 12th anyway, I'd rather her stay in as long as possible just for health's sake.

But things are truckin' along. I'm starting to get the sympathy glances and the smiles now from random strangers. I guess since I'm finally completely bumped out, they look at me with pity. Too bad I can't be too casual here at work because I would buy a t-shirt for every day of the week that had some snarky comment on it. But, sadly, I cannot.

Carter has been a piece of work lately. I'm not sure if it's just him acting three and a half, or what, but wow!! Each morning is a fight of some sort getting to school. Either he doesn't want to stop watching Disney to eat/get dressed/whatever or he doesn't want to leave the house or gets upset when his favorite song isn't playing at the time of our departure. Today, we had a fairly calm morning until I pull up to the daycare. I parked a few slots further down than I usually do and you would have thought that the world was ending. "Want you to park down 'dare" complete with crocodile tears and all. Then his refusal to get out of the van. Then, his anger at me for picking him up and carrying him to the door. Then, he didn't want to put his bag in his cubby so I did it for him. That started it all over yet again. When we finally got to the class, the teacher in there told me she was happy to see that he does that to me because apparently he has been Mr. Do The Opposite of Everything Said lately. It's just sad that he can make me go from zero to pissed off in no time flat. I honestly hope that this gets worked out in his head before Ali comes.

Whew...is today over yet?

It's been one of those days! Besides crazy work stuff that I do not go into here, I had a doctor's appointment today. The appointment itself was fine and normal. I left work in normally adequate time just to find that the slow and steady rain of earlier was now monsoon-like and flooding everywhere. The drive down York Road was quite fun.

I got to the office and signed in. After waiting for about an hour, I finally got called back and could finally pee! I hadn't eaten yet so my tummy was GROWLING! A half hour more passes before the doctor finally got to me. Apparently, he was really backed up but he was still the chattier of the doctors so he just kept getting further and further behind. But, he's perfectly happy with my progress. He told me that I passed the glucose test with flying colors. My number was 98 and the cut off point is 140. So, that was very good news, especially since diabetes runs in my family!

After we were done, I made arrangements to set a date for the delivery. I'm waiting now to hear back from the receptionist, but hopefully it will be Monday, June 15th. I tried to get it for June 12th, because the 12th of the month is pretty common in my old group of friends for birthdays. However, the person on call that day is the nurse practioner and she doesn't do scheduled deliveries. Oh well!

So, after the appointment, I had to stop at McDonalds, the only food place on that part of York Road, to get something to eat. I shoved a large order of fries in my mouth on my way back to work, spilling a quarter of them on the floor when I hit the brakes a little too hard. The tea that I got was filled almost to the very top with ice so I had maybe four good slurps of actual tea.

All in all, I was very stressed by the time I got settled back at work. My blood pressure was awesome at the doctors...it could have been considered high after getting back to work!

Now it's time to start kicking into planning mode. :) I'm getting excited!

Ugh...Yay for third trimester

Yeah, it's official. I'm now uncomfortable. I mean more so than usual. All day yesterday I was exhausted from not getting a good night's sleep the night before. I didn't wake up tired, but it was apparent by day's end that the sleep was not restful. Then today, some slight Braxton-Hicks contractions have started. Nothing very painful, just uncomfortable.

I'll be 29 weeks on Friday. It's hard to believe but I also feel as if June is forever away. I am slowly getting more and more excited for the big day, but I'm just anxious to start getting this weight off. I'm now the heaviest I've ever been and I know that it is contributing to my uncomfortableness (is that a word?)

Another doctor's appointment on Friday as well. I hope they give me a scheduled date this week. I need to go talk to the HR guy here to get maternity leave all straightened out. At times I wish there was just a blanket policy on leave everywhere. That way it would be much easier to understand. Oh well!

New Pic

Here I am, one day before 28 weeks. Things are going just fine. Being kicked to death. :) I think she is still laying breech, but I also think she's a bit diagonal. It's weird. What's funny is the shirt I'm wearing in the pic isn't even maternity. It's a shirt that I've had for a while now but was just loose throughout. That's always good! That means it will still look normal afterwards.

Well, it's dinnertime and I have no clue what this household will be eating!

Now begins the every two weeks!

This morning was my glucose test. For some reason, they told me to fast for this one. After waking up and having my tummy yell at me for a while, I looked it up online and saw that for the initial test, fasting is not required. So, instead of drinking apple juice and having my full-blown breakfast, I drank water and ate some peanut butter crackers. I even took my coffee with me but ended up only have a few sips of it.

After drinking my yummy fruit punch, I had my appointment as well. I've gained even more and when I lamented over the number, the nurse just looked at me, matter-of-factly, and said, "Well, you are growing a baby!" I guess since the doctor's aren't worried about it, I shouldn't be. I've now gained 17 pounds. Hopefully that will slow down or else, I have a lot of work to do after June!

But, once again, everything looks and sounds good. When trying to take the baby's heartrate, she kept kicking the wand again. The NP started scolding her in a joking way that if she didn't stop moving, she couldn't check the heart! Eventually, we got a count. My blood pressure was back up to my normal range, 120/80 so that's good.

I will either hear back maybe tomorrow if the test was failed, or I won't hear anything. I'm definitely hoping for a no call because I honestly do not know how I will manage a three hour test! I hope that at my next appointment, we will go ahead and schedule a date.

Very soon I will be starting to get the room together. I think we will be buying the dressers next month so then I'll start going through clothes and figuring out just what I need and such. I'm excited. I think it's the nesting as well as the change in seasons that makes me want to get things organized.