Refresher Course

We had our refresher birth class last evening. There was just one other couple and our Douala, Molly, "taught" the class. It was actually a lot of fun and great to just to be reminded of some of things that maybe escaped us. I also bought the cutest skirt for $3 from their little store! We set up a time to meet with Molly in a couple of weeks. Then we went home, chatted with Kelly (thank you thank you thank you! we totally owe you!) and went to sleep.

Lo, the dreams I had last night were freakish and frightening. Perhaps it was all that reliving of the 1st labor and delivery process. Both myself and the other women had long crazy birth stories (and seriously hers ended with two weeks after giving birth having a forgotten SPONGE removed from her body...)

The main dream that did not seem to ever end but has made me immeasurably exhausted this morning was of me laboring for hours. On the floor, an industrial strength type hospital floor. Otherwise the room was devoid of anything besides me moaning and moving around. Of course hours went by and NO BABY. Molly and another unidentified person were there telling me this was JUST NOT WORKING. SO the opposite of what a Douala is supposed to do, right!? It was like my worst baby delivery nightmare. When I had Matthew I did not have him on the floor I can assure you of that. I actually tried numerous positions during labor but not a single one included lying on the hospital floor because UGHHHA, gross. I have dark shadows under my eyes that go down to me knees from two nights of hellish sleep patterns. Oh and did I mention my eyes popped open at 5:00a and would not stay closed.

Any who along with the charming hours long labor dream sequence & early morning wake up call by own damn body, I had not one, not two but THREE leg cramps in the same leg one right after another... on and on. This time I did not scream but I did writhe in pain, grip the sides of the mattress AND my leg and moaned quietly. Sort of like labor... Ah yeah. This was my right leg and if you will recall last evening I had a leg crap which was in my left leg that made me slightly limpy. Now I am can hardly walk on top of the already painful pelvic waddle I had before any leg cramps occurred. I must just be a sight to behold.

Pregnancy glow, my ass!

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Also, what about this???

30 WEEKS and counting!

THIRTY weeks. 30 weeks. WOW! How times flies!!! That is amazing to me. I have felt (I will regret writing this I am sure) pretty good the past few days. When I say that I have had some strong contractions especially yesterday. If I sat perfectly still the contractions would subside which is just dandy but that also meant I was planting my butt in my chair at work for nine hours straight without taking lunch, only to get up and take the well worn path from my desk to the kitchen for food which is a non stop feast in my case! This cannot be healthy.

Can it be that in 8-ISH short weeks I will be having a new baby to hold, love and cuddle?!?! AMAZING! I will post pregnancy photos of me from yesterday as well as shots of the Pancake's room tonight.

I have been trying to think and plan for what I will need for the hospital and after. I know I cannot think of everything but I would like to remember the things that were great to have that I did not know about the first time.

I was laughing heartily over the weekend at how wonderful Kevin was in those early days after Matthew arrived. He ran out and bought me Depends (birth is SO sexy...), monstrous pads and stool softener - that is TMI TOTALLY! Now that is LOVE. I have a list but I keep thinking of new things like those flat little cotton pads. Those are great for everything after a baby comes. Matthew had a rash early on and we would get those wet and use them as wipes rather then regular store bought wipes and the rash went away almost immediately! I definitely need more of those!

My office decided to throw us a shower which happens tomorrow then we will need to decide on what we really need beyond that. Three of the biggies are a bouncer, a couple of slings and a new baby monitor.

I have yet to commit to slings. I looked once and never did buy any. I need to unearth emails from Melissa about the ones she liked the most.

Additionally I am still grappling with whether I want to use cloth or disposable diapers. The same place I would like buy slings has the best selection of covers and diapers in town that I have ever seen which would make is easier to buy these things locally versus the first time when I would have had to buy most everything online. I am thinking we may try a combo thing.

Oh and ha we still need to do something about daycare for Pancake... Both Kevin and I keep putting it off which is just tragic.

Anything you can think of that I/we might need?

Should I Buy A Lottery Ticket?

Okay I see how this works... I wrote about the panic feeling and it went away. SO without further ado, wow wouldn't winning the lottery totally rock? I mean I can feel that it would be awesome and would be nice to hang out with my kids more.

Waiting, waiting... tapping finger. Hmm, I suppose one needs to enter the lottery to win, eh?

Yeah so there is that. No more panic and I am not feeling like my body is racked with pain, all over. I felt like ah one of those people with that disease the one where you get achy all over and the pain in unbelievable but the physicians cannot tell them why. Yeah that... SO it all seems to be gone. YEAH ME!

I am sure next week there will be some new and exciting thing to share with you but for now all is quiet with reference to pregnancy "issues" and me though I am beginning to see a pattern here. BTW, I thought it would be a good time to mention that I think the weather had something to do with how funk-did-e-lious my week was. I swear the minute the sun went away and the rain and storms started was when my body freaked out. Old wives tale? Maybe but I am living proof over here people!

Okay seriously last night I took my 1 lb weight loss as a cue to eat half a carton of Bryer's Oreo Ice Cream. It was good and I hardly had supper or in this case supper was ice cream. Which ever way you say it you have to say I was a winner!

Finally, I had a dream the other night that I was not going to share but then I shared on a comment with another blogger so I thought what the hell! Weee nothing like inappropriate information about one's dreams being send out on the Internet! Hey you already know Arnold the CA governator will be delivering my child in a few short week so why not this?! Let me preface this with I have never NEVER been to a strip club, I think they are ah kinda ooky, and I have no desire to go to one or to be a stripper but mostly WTF?

Two nights ago I had a dream that I was stripper. BUT not just any stripper. Get this, a pregnant stripper and Kevin was also a stripper which is just weird but during the dream neither of us was naked (THANK GAWD at least with reference to me). I was mortified that we were strippers and that was how we made our living but if we did not strip we would be poor. Also, Matthew was really embarrassed about this and would never let his friends come over because he was afraid they would find out but he was only three in the dream... Why are hormonal dreams do freaking ODD?!?!?

So on that note (did I just share this with people, like for real?!?!) Yes why yes I did... OMG going now.

UPDATED: This has nothing to do with nothing in this post but I thought it was interesting and wanted to share the info since our gas crept up to $3.83 last evening. It is something like 100+ tips on how to save gas. Some are really good and some are things I never thought of. BACK TO WORK I GO FOR REAL!