I need a haircut. Badly. My hair is ucky. I have not had it cut since before Christmas like maybe even in November, around my birthday... My hairdresser moved away last summer and I have been struggling with finding someone. I actually have not even tried to find someone. I also do not want to cut all my hair off. I have plenty of time in my life to have short hair (and also spent most of my 20s with very short hair) so I am enjoying long hair at the moment. In a few years it may not be as acceptable so I am just letting it grow. However, it is boring, limp and kind of ugly, let's be honest.
A few weeks back, as I wandered through Kroger I stopped in front of the magazine rack. My hand rested on one of many hair style magazines. I picked it up and flipped through it and thought 'yeah I like that and that and that but those haircuts would require more work (and product) then I want to invest in at the moment.'
Fast forward to the past few days where I feel like I have instantly aged to 50 with hot flashes and cold sweats and the hair, gaw the hair needs to be fixed. I am at that stage in pregnancy where I need to start taking care of me a bit more. I mean generally during that 1st trimester and even into the 2nd trimester it is more about baby (for me anyway...) Now I am like good lord woman look at yourself - you are schleppy - what you promised you would not do with this pregnancy! Hey, at least I have not gone out in public wearing my cheap blue Nike flip flops that I usually only wear around the house in the summer (OKAY to pick up dog poop in the yard...) , my husband's over sized tee shirt that he does not even wear because it is SO hugely tent like and pants that do not fit. YET. But still...
One thing I realized from the 1st pregnancy to this one is that how I am feeling about myself is a direct reflection of what I am looking at in the mirror. As sad as that may sound, it is the truth. I can control my hair (sort of...) and my clothing. I cannot control the baby growing in my belly that is subsequently making my arms and thighs beef up along with the urge to eat absolute junk food and fore go any kind of exercise whatsoever. I cannot control the out of control acne. I cannot control the roller coaster emotions where you tear up for no good reason while standing in line to pay for clothing at Old Navy (true story). SO I need to take charge. I need to get to the hairdresser, or more specifically I need to GET a hair dresser and address the hair NOW or forever hold my ever loving peace on this topic.
On a positive note, the Gap maternity wear arrived yesterday and I am wearing the jeans. SO cute! I can also roll the pants up into carpi's for the summer so I am happy about that. The shirt is VERY cute but sleeveless - did I mentioned I currently have (always had) beefy arms? Hmm, well whatever if this hot flash streak continues I will be wearing that bad boy A LOT- beefy arms be damned! This is a good start. I also received a 15% coupon from Gap so I will likely buy some other shirts and one other (pair of) pants/skirt/Capri's/dress so complete the spring/summer maternity wardrobe situation. Aren't I fancy!?
Wait till I start talking about nursing bras!!!! It will be a stop presses kind of day I am sure....
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Thursday, March 13, 2008
Monday, March 10, 2008
Who Stole the Hour from the Weekend?
What time is right now anyway??? My gawd. And why don't they grant a national holiday to do this time change crap so we can spend a day lying about re-adjusting to the time change? I mean for real. Don't they know I am pregnant and struggle with sleeping as it is? And that my son will still see 6:15a on the clock and say the clock says it is time to wake up? And also that his little mind does not work the same way for going to bed at night so 9p is the new 8p which getting him in bed at 8p was hard enough to accomplish as it is without Daylight saving time change. In a word, this time change stuff is CRAP-tastic. Bah humbug to dark drives to work and exhaustion. And while I sit here and bitch about it - just so you know I know, this will only last a few days and then it will all re-adjust but I can still bitch about it all, kay?
The weekend was, ah, interesting. There was good and bad to it. It snowed! That was fun. Matthew loved it, Kevin loved it, I loved it and we all hoped this was the last time for the season. We made snowballs and wee threw them up in the air.
Matthew and I went to the library early Saturday morning. Which was great! It was super cool to see him interact so well with the other kids in the play room. He played, chatted, shared and helped to clean up. That was nice.
It was leaving part that turned U-G-L-Y. Isn't there some BS about children this age asserting their independence? AND why do the experts say it is SO bad to spank your child? BY NO MEANS, did I or have I ever spanked Matthew just so you know. That was rhetorical, you know just a thought on my part mostly...
Matthew seriously threw a fit when I would not let him walk up the same side of the stairs as he came down thus getting in the way of numerous annoyed library patrons. He screamed bloody murder over the fact that I just walked away from him so he had to make his way up the stairs on his own.
Then there was the parking lot. Yeah I half dragged, half carried my child into the lot, again with angry LOUD protests. SO I just decided that he knew better and let him go. He took my hand and went to the car where he pulled the stiff as a board, screaming at the top of his lungs thing because 'NO I DO NOT WANT TO GET IN THE CAR....' SO I put him the car and shut the door and got in the car myself. By this time a car is waiting in the very small lot. To this Matthew ear splittingly told me that he 'NEEDED TO BE STRAPPED IN MOMMY NOOOOOOWW.' Now again please understand I would NEVER under any circumstances drive away with my child unbuckled but I knew no other way to make my point to him. This adventure is a good example of an ongoing battle in our home as of late.
Matthew knows best and he will not listen to either Kevin or myself. My patience level has been terribly low and I have found that what is best for both of us is letting him work it out in his mind that what he doing is wrong or else I feel my blood pressure pushing through the roof and I want to fling myself on the ground right next my three year old and sob just as uncontrollably as he is. It sucks.
Eventually, I got out, strapped him and we drove off. We talked about it and both apologized. Things did not get better until after a 2 hour nap. Then it was like the evil kid went way and good kid was back.
Sunday? Same verse, worse then the first if that is possible but this time it was Kevin dealing with it and not me.
He also tried to fling himself in front of cars twice more in various parking lots across the city. I am rethinking leash time for Matthew because it scared the bejebus out of both Kevin and I every single dang time. I did spend a lot of money this weekend to off set the stressful toddler weekend so that great.
Oh and my darlin' blissfully ignorant husband said "Honey, it is terrible twos, trusting threes so we only have to deal with this behavior for another 41 days..." To which I laughed manically until I could not breath.
I think mostly Matthew's behavior has to do with testing us and our follow through on treats like we will take way your blankie, you will have a time out or no books before bed time. And also because he wants to see how far he can push us. But if I have to say like a parrot to my son one more time "how do we ask for that nicely?" I may pull all the hair out of my head. At least I am not the only one of us feeling this way. Kevin is just as much at a lose as I am.
We also think that Matthew is sick and tired of being a shut in. He wants to play. OUTSIDE. In the sunshine, in his sandbox, with his bike, etc. He needs to run and play and he is tired of being inside. Which at first for all of us was dandy and we had lots to do but now we are just bored with what we have to do. SO fa lalalala SPRING where are you?
Where was I with this post... oh the good. I spent a lot of money, that was fun. We went out to eat and Matthew was charming to the point I think the nice young man who waited on us was like 'HEY kids are not THAT bad.' HA FOOLED YA! Kevin and I watched TWO movies - The Departed and Transformers. Okay seriously Transformers was actually pretty good.
My most favorite thing of all is that Matthew is way into puzzles. We have two now. One is Winnie the Pooh. A 24 piece puzzle for ages 3 and up. He loves it and does it 10 times a day. SO I bought him a Cinderella puzzle too. Seriously I wish I could have a camera in hand because if you all could have seen his little face light up bigger then any present he has ever EVER received when Kevin took that thing out of the bag well it was worth the $3.99 and doing the puzzle three times in one night!
I bought some maternity clothes online on Friday and the clothes from Motherhood Maternity arrived finally. Have you bought pants from there lately? They have the best new panels in their pants!! Only one thing did not fit at all and I will need to return that. The Gap stuff is en route.
We also went to Sam's Club. With a list. And bought twice as much stuff as planned. I did get two cute outfits for Pancake. A Carter's sleeper that is all pinky flowers with flowers on the feet (!!!) and a Carter's pink hoodie outfit with flowery pants. $4.81 each! Weee.
Then I went to Target because Matthew is outgrowing his winter clothes at an astounding rate. I bought new underwear about two weeks ago because he told me his old ones were uncomfortable. 4T undies!!! ACK. This week I bought clearance long pants that were 4T. He has been wearing 4T shirts for some time but I was unprepared for the LENGTH on 4T pants. It seems so wrong... My hands are itching to buy girl clothes too but I am going to wait for clearance sales to buy stuff. However I did buy a cute jumper for Pancake from Gap.com along with my maternity stuff. Sadly the only reason I bought this rather plain jumper was for the ruffles on the butt because my goodness RUFFLES on the butt!?!?! Okay and it was on sale... All they had for boys when Matthew was a wee tot was a bear peeking up from his rump but RUFFLES, people.
Ah, see when I am sleepy I ramble. Sorry. OH and Pancake, kicking up a storm right now so I guess she is saying hi and happy Monday to all!
The weekend was, ah, interesting. There was good and bad to it. It snowed! That was fun. Matthew loved it, Kevin loved it, I loved it and we all hoped this was the last time for the season. We made snowballs and wee threw them up in the air.
Matthew and I went to the library early Saturday morning. Which was great! It was super cool to see him interact so well with the other kids in the play room. He played, chatted, shared and helped to clean up. That was nice.
It was leaving part that turned U-G-L-Y. Isn't there some BS about children this age asserting their independence? AND why do the experts say it is SO bad to spank your child? BY NO MEANS, did I or have I ever spanked Matthew just so you know. That was rhetorical, you know just a thought on my part mostly...
Matthew seriously threw a fit when I would not let him walk up the same side of the stairs as he came down thus getting in the way of numerous annoyed library patrons. He screamed bloody murder over the fact that I just walked away from him so he had to make his way up the stairs on his own.
Then there was the parking lot. Yeah I half dragged, half carried my child into the lot, again with angry LOUD protests. SO I just decided that he knew better and let him go. He took my hand and went to the car where he pulled the stiff as a board, screaming at the top of his lungs thing because 'NO I DO NOT WANT TO GET IN THE CAR....' SO I put him the car and shut the door and got in the car myself. By this time a car is waiting in the very small lot. To this Matthew ear splittingly told me that he 'NEEDED TO BE STRAPPED IN MOMMY NOOOOOOWW.' Now again please understand I would NEVER under any circumstances drive away with my child unbuckled but I knew no other way to make my point to him. This adventure is a good example of an ongoing battle in our home as of late.
Matthew knows best and he will not listen to either Kevin or myself. My patience level has been terribly low and I have found that what is best for both of us is letting him work it out in his mind that what he doing is wrong or else I feel my blood pressure pushing through the roof and I want to fling myself on the ground right next my three year old and sob just as uncontrollably as he is. It sucks.
Eventually, I got out, strapped him and we drove off. We talked about it and both apologized. Things did not get better until after a 2 hour nap. Then it was like the evil kid went way and good kid was back.
Sunday? Same verse, worse then the first if that is possible but this time it was Kevin dealing with it and not me.
He also tried to fling himself in front of cars twice more in various parking lots across the city. I am rethinking leash time for Matthew because it scared the bejebus out of both Kevin and I every single dang time. I did spend a lot of money this weekend to off set the stressful toddler weekend so that great.
Oh and my darlin' blissfully ignorant husband said "Honey, it is terrible twos, trusting threes so we only have to deal with this behavior for another 41 days..." To which I laughed manically until I could not breath.
I think mostly Matthew's behavior has to do with testing us and our follow through on treats like we will take way your blankie, you will have a time out or no books before bed time. And also because he wants to see how far he can push us. But if I have to say like a parrot to my son one more time "how do we ask for that nicely?" I may pull all the hair out of my head. At least I am not the only one of us feeling this way. Kevin is just as much at a lose as I am.
We also think that Matthew is sick and tired of being a shut in. He wants to play. OUTSIDE. In the sunshine, in his sandbox, with his bike, etc. He needs to run and play and he is tired of being inside. Which at first for all of us was dandy and we had lots to do but now we are just bored with what we have to do. SO fa lalalala SPRING where are you?
Where was I with this post... oh the good. I spent a lot of money, that was fun. We went out to eat and Matthew was charming to the point I think the nice young man who waited on us was like 'HEY kids are not THAT bad.' HA FOOLED YA! Kevin and I watched TWO movies - The Departed and Transformers. Okay seriously Transformers was actually pretty good.
My most favorite thing of all is that Matthew is way into puzzles. We have two now. One is Winnie the Pooh. A 24 piece puzzle for ages 3 and up. He loves it and does it 10 times a day. SO I bought him a Cinderella puzzle too. Seriously I wish I could have a camera in hand because if you all could have seen his little face light up bigger then any present he has ever EVER received when Kevin took that thing out of the bag well it was worth the $3.99 and doing the puzzle three times in one night!
I bought some maternity clothes online on Friday and the clothes from Motherhood Maternity arrived finally. Have you bought pants from there lately? They have the best new panels in their pants!! Only one thing did not fit at all and I will need to return that. The Gap stuff is en route.
We also went to Sam's Club. With a list. And bought twice as much stuff as planned. I did get two cute outfits for Pancake. A Carter's sleeper that is all pinky flowers with flowers on the feet (!!!) and a Carter's pink hoodie outfit with flowery pants. $4.81 each! Weee.
Then I went to Target because Matthew is outgrowing his winter clothes at an astounding rate. I bought new underwear about two weeks ago because he told me his old ones were uncomfortable. 4T undies!!! ACK. This week I bought clearance long pants that were 4T. He has been wearing 4T shirts for some time but I was unprepared for the LENGTH on 4T pants. It seems so wrong... My hands are itching to buy girl clothes too but I am going to wait for clearance sales to buy stuff. However I did buy a cute jumper for Pancake from Gap.com along with my maternity stuff. Sadly the only reason I bought this rather plain jumper was for the ruffles on the butt because my goodness RUFFLES on the butt!?!?! Okay and it was on sale... All they had for boys when Matthew was a wee tot was a bear peeking up from his rump but RUFFLES, people.
Ah, see when I am sleepy I ramble. Sorry. OH and Pancake, kicking up a storm right now so I guess she is saying hi and happy Monday to all!
Friday, March 7, 2008
Acommunucation
Ah, Friday. Do you remember Monday when I was right fired up about it being Monday and back on schedule? Well bah to that. Weekend of laziness here I come!
I will be buying Maternity clothes this weekend and calling about a cleaning service on Monday. Hippy hip hooray. This is the life of a chronic procrastinator just so you know. I am ALL talk and no action... speaking of which -
SOOOO I cannot believe I forgot to mention that my friend, Jen, from Detroit, and her hubby, Randy, has their baby boy last month. I totally suck. The baby is OH SO very cute. He was born on February 12 and his name is Evan! YEAH for them! Yes he is three weeks old already so I really really suck.
I also just found out last week that hotmail has been blocking random people from sending email to me. Like my friend Michelle. She is one of my oldest friends besides Jennifer. Michelle & I have known one another for 17 years... Can we just stop here because I had to do the math to figure that out and I almost crapped in my pants when I saw that number only because that is how long it has been since I was a freshman in college but ah Jennifer from San Jose (the one I mentioned above) ah that would mean we have known each other since... hmm carry the 4.... minus 1987-ish and 2008 - that is 21 years... HOLY CRAP. Yeah so any who la la la la NOT OLD NOT OLD...
Michelle called me to tell me she can see all my e-mail but I cannot see anything she is sending back to me. I just figured she was busy with life. You know having three kids ranging from 8 to 4 years of age will do that to you. And as I mentioned ah picking up the phone - I mean what is that? Who doesn't read this blog or email these days? Dang I have thought about upgrading my phone so I can text more just so I can completely cut out human contact all together... I kid, people, I kid (sort of...)
I gave Michelle my spam email address & we are able to reconnect finally after any moons of not - what don't we all have two e-mail addresses? In my case, three but who's counting? The spam e-mail address is for ordering stuff. I use it on almost all public sites and I only get spam or order confirmations to it. I love it. Keeps the other one much cleaner but apparently TOO clean. I am glad that has been cleared up because I was just starting to think that Michelle hated me and that would be tragic (seriously...) I was going to have to drive my lazy ass up to Milwaukee to hunt her down and find out why, WHY does she hate me? What's that? Ohhhh yeah because I never call or write or send birthday cards any more. It is me who sucks at this communication thing. Note to all: on going life changing goal to be better about communicating with people I love. Dually noted that this probably will be an on going process through out my life because I am a hermit crab. So yeah there is that.
Are you still with me? I wouldn't be if I were you... SO don't you love the sound of your child's voice when they sing along to their favorite (insert song/CD) in the car? Or they do the hand motions and dance in their car seat? We love this though I would love to chuck that Little People CD out the window most days but I still LOVE it!
Happy Weekend to all!
I will be buying Maternity clothes this weekend and calling about a cleaning service on Monday. Hippy hip hooray. This is the life of a chronic procrastinator just so you know. I am ALL talk and no action... speaking of which -
SOOOO I cannot believe I forgot to mention that my friend, Jen, from Detroit, and her hubby, Randy, has their baby boy last month. I totally suck. The baby is OH SO very cute. He was born on February 12 and his name is Evan! YEAH for them! Yes he is three weeks old already so I really really suck.
I also just found out last week that hotmail has been blocking random people from sending email to me. Like my friend Michelle. She is one of my oldest friends besides Jennifer. Michelle & I have known one another for 17 years... Can we just stop here because I had to do the math to figure that out and I almost crapped in my pants when I saw that number only because that is how long it has been since I was a freshman in college but ah Jennifer from San Jose (the one I mentioned above) ah that would mean we have known each other since... hmm carry the 4.... minus 1987-ish and 2008 - that is 21 years... HOLY CRAP. Yeah so any who la la la la NOT OLD NOT OLD...
Michelle called me to tell me she can see all my e-mail but I cannot see anything she is sending back to me. I just figured she was busy with life. You know having three kids ranging from 8 to 4 years of age will do that to you. And as I mentioned ah picking up the phone - I mean what is that? Who doesn't read this blog or email these days? Dang I have thought about upgrading my phone so I can text more just so I can completely cut out human contact all together... I kid, people, I kid (sort of...)
I gave Michelle my spam email address & we are able to reconnect finally after any moons of not - what don't we all have two e-mail addresses? In my case, three but who's counting? The spam e-mail address is for ordering stuff. I use it on almost all public sites and I only get spam or order confirmations to it. I love it. Keeps the other one much cleaner but apparently TOO clean. I am glad that has been cleared up because I was just starting to think that Michelle hated me and that would be tragic (seriously...) I was going to have to drive my lazy ass up to Milwaukee to hunt her down and find out why, WHY does she hate me? What's that? Ohhhh yeah because I never call or write or send birthday cards any more. It is me who sucks at this communication thing. Note to all: on going life changing goal to be better about communicating with people I love. Dually noted that this probably will be an on going process through out my life because I am a hermit crab. So yeah there is that.
Are you still with me? I wouldn't be if I were you... SO don't you love the sound of your child's voice when they sing along to their favorite (insert song/CD) in the car? Or they do the hand motions and dance in their car seat? We love this though I would love to chuck that Little People CD out the window most days but I still LOVE it!
Happy Weekend to all!
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Mind Dribble
I really hate Nancy Grace yet I sit and watch her as I lie awake late into the night - seriously look at that link, look at her - EKK, she frightens me just for the picture! I do not know why. She annoys me and if she were my attorney I would throttle her. I do however really like the cheesy repetitive Showbiz Tonight that is on just after Nancy - AJ's kinda cute in that gossipy male sort of way. Why do I watch these two shows obsessively? The same reason I LOVED watching those epic Poker game shows on ESPN during my 1st pregnancy - they are mindless. As an aside, I cannot stand those Poker games now...
I am STILL obsessed with maternity clothing- the buying of and baby names - the finding of. I am so obsessed with maternity clothes that I am like a deer in headlights. I just cannot commit to stuff I like or want based on price or style. I finally bought some stuff from Motherhood Maternity THREE weeks ago that has yet to arrive. Apparently the system is not right over there and they sent the same package TWICE to our old address even though I entered a new address. When I called to say I did not receive the 1st package they gave me a new order number and expedited the package. The customer service rep never asked me about the correct address that time. The girl who now lives in my old house must either be pregnant or is saving that stuff for when she is pregnant. Weird! SO supposedly I am finally going to get that stuff, this week maybe?
Baby names. Oy, where in the hell do I start? I know all the links, I have (supposedly) the best baby name book on the market but again deer in the headlights. And Kevin and I just have not found the **RIGHT** name. It will come to me. If you look, it will come. So I obsess. Everything is fair game - movie credits, magazine, web sites, books, bill boards. Okay not much on the last one!
Epic headaches suck my rump as does the fact that I still cannot breath without wheezing, I hork up an incredible amount of "stuff" each morning from the sinus region and I am just too lazy to get to a doctor because I likely have a sinus infection. GAH.
Must hire cleaning service NOW. Plans to call this week are looking slim but this will happen. I can no longer keep up, too tired and dang it I deserve it.
We need a lap top. I am on Mission Operation Laptop. Must have a lap top. I dream of the lap top we will have and dude it will happen, dammit! Kevin wants one too but like all things we are BOTH like deer in headlights on these things. Eventually we will find one we like. Look if I had a lap top I might actually answer email in a timely manner - that has to be worth something to someone - it does to me. I hate that I am terrible at that and I truly dislike the phone which makes communication with humans who live near & far a little, ah, difficult.
I need to NEED to workout today. It has been a week and a half since the last actual workout. I was doing SO well. It has been a week and a half of peanut butter cookies and tubs of ice cream. And lots of CHEESE, oh salty yummy cheese and sourdough bread. Mmmm... love.
Gotta love random Tuesday mornings... my coffee sucked so I am little off. I did have a yummy fatty bagel slathered with more cream cheese then I wish to admit so that makes up for the shitty coffee. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE....
I am STILL obsessed with maternity clothing- the buying of and baby names - the finding of. I am so obsessed with maternity clothes that I am like a deer in headlights. I just cannot commit to stuff I like or want based on price or style. I finally bought some stuff from Motherhood Maternity THREE weeks ago that has yet to arrive. Apparently the system is not right over there and they sent the same package TWICE to our old address even though I entered a new address. When I called to say I did not receive the 1st package they gave me a new order number and expedited the package. The customer service rep never asked me about the correct address that time. The girl who now lives in my old house must either be pregnant or is saving that stuff for when she is pregnant. Weird! SO supposedly I am finally going to get that stuff, this week maybe?
Baby names. Oy, where in the hell do I start? I know all the links, I have (supposedly) the best baby name book on the market but again deer in the headlights. And Kevin and I just have not found the **RIGHT** name. It will come to me. If you look, it will come. So I obsess. Everything is fair game - movie credits, magazine, web sites, books, bill boards. Okay not much on the last one!
Epic headaches suck my rump as does the fact that I still cannot breath without wheezing, I hork up an incredible amount of "stuff" each morning from the sinus region and I am just too lazy to get to a doctor because I likely have a sinus infection. GAH.
Must hire cleaning service NOW. Plans to call this week are looking slim but this will happen. I can no longer keep up, too tired and dang it I deserve it.
We need a lap top. I am on Mission Operation Laptop. Must have a lap top. I dream of the lap top we will have and dude it will happen, dammit! Kevin wants one too but like all things we are BOTH like deer in headlights on these things. Eventually we will find one we like. Look if I had a lap top I might actually answer email in a timely manner - that has to be worth something to someone - it does to me. I hate that I am terrible at that and I truly dislike the phone which makes communication with humans who live near & far a little, ah, difficult.
I need to NEED to workout today. It has been a week and a half since the last actual workout. I was doing SO well. It has been a week and a half of peanut butter cookies and tubs of ice cream. And lots of CHEESE, oh salty yummy cheese and sourdough bread. Mmmm... love.
Gotta love random Tuesday mornings... my coffee sucked so I am little off. I did have a yummy fatty bagel slathered with more cream cheese then I wish to admit so that makes up for the shitty coffee. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE....
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Zipping is Overrated Anyway
I wore my first real pair of maternity pants yesterday. I was desperate as the laundry was not done after our trip and I needed to you know wear SOMETHING to work. So I wore those. They are borrowed pants and I love them (thank you Melissa!) They were comfy and cute but really the two things I remember from being pregnant the first time - the ease of wearing maternity pants in that you do not need to zip. I mean what a pain in the ass zipping is. Especially when you are having a "fat" day! Plus there is the whole act of zipping and unzipping. Who needs it?! I know this "functionality" of maternity wear with wear off sooner rather than later AND I will be glad to go back to wearing normal pants but for now I am feeling like we should all wear elastic pants all the time because there is none of that fussy zipping up & down and really if you have a fat day you do not need to deal with it, right!??!
I am taking a photo this evening of the belly that has begun to pop (FINALLY)!
In other news, I had the 2nd of many prenatal appointments the afternoon before leaving for Disney. Seriously our physician's office is a holy terror. You can generally expect to be in the waiting room anywhere for 10 minutes to 60 minutes. I usually ere on the side of a 60 minute wait when planning time off from work. Than you get in the room and like all physicians you think 'YES, I have made it inside' only to wait another 30-50 minutes. And finally the physician. In my case a Certified Nurse Midwife.
This appointment was different. I got in within 10 minutes and Liz was in the room about 5 minutes later (and I was LATE to the appointment!) She listened to the heart beat (140 beats per minute) and the crazy fetus doing loop de loops in my uterus - she was laughing because there was so much static from the movement. Yeah me (said sarcastically - if this kid is anything like his/her sibling I will experience the karate chop kicks from hell to my ribs and lungs on a daily basis once he/she is nearing the end stage - you know the kind that take your dang breath away!?)
After that excitement, we had nothing to do. I had no questions and she had nothing much to say. So we chatted for 15 more minutes about vacations. She told me it is a SLOW baby time right now. Good to know, I guess (that because every baby in Bloomington was born in October. Those wily little Valentine's tykes ;) As we were getting ready to leave she said "oh and we can set your next appointment for about five weeks rather then four and do the ultra sound!!!" WHEW HOOO!! SO we all get to find out the sex of Baby Pancake soon.
In a related side note, (this post is a series of side thoughts, no?!), I cannot believe how quickly this pregnancy seems to be flying by in comparison to the first. The 1st was all about waiting and everything seemed to be in slow motion. Not this time. 15 weeks right NOW, people?!?!? CRAP!
I am taking a photo this evening of the belly that has begun to pop (FINALLY)!
In other news, I had the 2nd of many prenatal appointments the afternoon before leaving for Disney. Seriously our physician's office is a holy terror. You can generally expect to be in the waiting room anywhere for 10 minutes to 60 minutes. I usually ere on the side of a 60 minute wait when planning time off from work. Than you get in the room and like all physicians you think 'YES, I have made it inside' only to wait another 30-50 minutes. And finally the physician. In my case a Certified Nurse Midwife.
This appointment was different. I got in within 10 minutes and Liz was in the room about 5 minutes later (and I was LATE to the appointment!) She listened to the heart beat (140 beats per minute) and the crazy fetus doing loop de loops in my uterus - she was laughing because there was so much static from the movement. Yeah me (said sarcastically - if this kid is anything like his/her sibling I will experience the karate chop kicks from hell to my ribs and lungs on a daily basis once he/she is nearing the end stage - you know the kind that take your dang breath away!?)
After that excitement, we had nothing to do. I had no questions and she had nothing much to say. So we chatted for 15 more minutes about vacations. She told me it is a SLOW baby time right now. Good to know, I guess (that because every baby in Bloomington was born in October. Those wily little Valentine's tykes ;) As we were getting ready to leave she said "oh and we can set your next appointment for about five weeks rather then four and do the ultra sound!!!" WHEW HOOO!! SO we all get to find out the sex of Baby Pancake soon.
In a related side note, (this post is a series of side thoughts, no?!), I cannot believe how quickly this pregnancy seems to be flying by in comparison to the first. The 1st was all about waiting and everything seemed to be in slow motion. Not this time. 15 weeks right NOW, people?!?!? CRAP!
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