So, Cooper ended up in our bed around 12:30 am this morning. I heard him crying and went in his room and he was saying something about wanting to sleep in Daddy's bed. I said no, but sat on the floor and tried to get him to go back to sleep for about 20 minutes. Finally he fell back asleep, and then I had to pee. Then I heard him crying again. So Carter went and got him and brought him in our bed. What the freak are you doing? Yeah, I pretty much had about one foot of space to sleep in last night. Cooper kept cuddling up to my back. Hello?! I have nowhere to go! When Carter got up for work, I scooted Cooper over to his side of the bed, but he still made his way back over to me.
I woke up with a backache, legs aching, and a mild headache. Pretty much my whole body aches. And it's only 9:15. Joy.
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
1 month
One month to go. Although, today, I'm hoping it's sooner than that.
I don't feel like pregnancy has to be that hard. Yeah, your growing a person inside you and all, but I kind of think our bodies are made for that. Some have it harder than others, I know, and I think I've been relatively lucky in that respect. What is hard, is being pregnant, and still having to take care of your other kids. Especially at this point. I don't have much energy, especially in the evenings. Right about now actually. 6:00 pm. And my tolerance has been met for the day. And patience. At this point I just want the kids to play nice together, in a different room than I am in, so that I will stop yelling at them for everything they do. Not that they should be doing what they're doing, but still. My house is a mess. And you know what? It's going to stay that way until either the kids clean it up, or Carter. I'm just not going to bend over 100 times a day picking up all the toys, wrappers and crap. I just can't do it. I've resorted to scooting things with my feet. I'm literally having to force myself to do laundry. I really don't want to do it. I can't reach in the washer or dryer very well. What's for dinner? I dunno. I guess we'll eat when people start saying they're hungry. Why can't there be a Papa John's like down the street? 'Cause yeah, I have a freezer full of pizza, but I don't even want to do that. I just want to go get it. I can't sleep. Last night was bad. The kids. The kids are very defiant lately. Savannah could seriously give a crap if you tell her not to do something or ask her to DO something. The attitude is raging. And I don't have the energy for it, so she's getting away with a lot more than she normally would. And my sweet Cooper is definitely going through a phase as well. He's sensitive and over reacts to everything. He says "hate Mommy" all the time, even if I had nothing to do with the situation. Nice. He wants to put people in the "trash truck" when he doesn't get his way. Isn't this such a wonderful time to bring another one into the family? Time will tell. I think Savannah will rise to the occasion and want to help a lot, and then Cooper in turn will as well, because he does everything Savannah does. And seriously, if Cooper just fell asleep in a random spot (because it's quiet all the sudden), he might just be put in bed at 6:30. Yep. Totally right. That kid.....
As you can see, I'm having one of those "I'm ready for this to be over" days.
I don't feel like pregnancy has to be that hard. Yeah, your growing a person inside you and all, but I kind of think our bodies are made for that. Some have it harder than others, I know, and I think I've been relatively lucky in that respect. What is hard, is being pregnant, and still having to take care of your other kids. Especially at this point. I don't have much energy, especially in the evenings. Right about now actually. 6:00 pm. And my tolerance has been met for the day. And patience. At this point I just want the kids to play nice together, in a different room than I am in, so that I will stop yelling at them for everything they do. Not that they should be doing what they're doing, but still. My house is a mess. And you know what? It's going to stay that way until either the kids clean it up, or Carter. I'm just not going to bend over 100 times a day picking up all the toys, wrappers and crap. I just can't do it. I've resorted to scooting things with my feet. I'm literally having to force myself to do laundry. I really don't want to do it. I can't reach in the washer or dryer very well. What's for dinner? I dunno. I guess we'll eat when people start saying they're hungry. Why can't there be a Papa John's like down the street? 'Cause yeah, I have a freezer full of pizza, but I don't even want to do that. I just want to go get it. I can't sleep. Last night was bad. The kids. The kids are very defiant lately. Savannah could seriously give a crap if you tell her not to do something or ask her to DO something. The attitude is raging. And I don't have the energy for it, so she's getting away with a lot more than she normally would. And my sweet Cooper is definitely going through a phase as well. He's sensitive and over reacts to everything. He says "hate Mommy" all the time, even if I had nothing to do with the situation. Nice. He wants to put people in the "trash truck" when he doesn't get his way. Isn't this such a wonderful time to bring another one into the family? Time will tell. I think Savannah will rise to the occasion and want to help a lot, and then Cooper in turn will as well, because he does everything Savannah does. And seriously, if Cooper just fell asleep in a random spot (because it's quiet all the sudden), he might just be put in bed at 6:30. Yep. Totally right. That kid.....
As you can see, I'm having one of those "I'm ready for this to be over" days.
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Wow
Today is Sept. 17th. Etta will be here Oct. 20th, at the latest. One month and 3 days. Ummm....that is quick. I was just looking at the calendar to verify Carter's vacation at the end of this month, and skipped to next month and man oh man, it's just going to fly by. Vacation starts Sept. 26th and goes til Oct. 2nd. That week we hope to get lots of loose ends tied up, have a family day out, and a date day (cause a date night isn't going to happen with me being so tired. BTW, anyone want to watch the kids on Sept 30th so we can do that? I also have a dr. appt. that day). Steven and Carter are going to put in our new flooring on the 1st. October 6th is Savannah's birthday party. Exactly two weeks later is the induction date. Two weeks! Craziness.
Don't get me wrong. I'm ready for her to be here already. If she wants to come earlier, I'm cool with that. Provided it's good for her to come early. Got that little girl? And provided that Carter is home and I don't have to freak out on my own. I just want to see what she looks like. How can that not drive you crazy? I actually looked up the ultrasound place at Southtowne mall the other day because I wanted to see how much it would cost to get a 3D ultrasound. Out of my price range that's for sure. I was really hoping though.
My feet and legs have been swelling on and off. Nothing too worrisome, but still gross to me. Some days though, my feet just kill me. After five minutes of walking I'm in horrible pain. I can't figure that out. I'm totally waddling. I know it. My back has been my biggest discomfort lately. Right around my ribs, mostly on the right side, and especially after eating in the evening, it really hurts. Like, really hurts. Sitting is so uncomfortable and lying down only helps sometimes.
Savannah told me today that she wants us to put the crib right next to her bed so that she can be close to Etta. I told her it would be close enough and that Etta would sleep in our room for a couple months. The girls room is about 90% finished. We just bought the second dresser we needed and now just need to put it together. Ideally, the kids would watch a movie the entire time we put that together, but that's just not going to happen. They always want to help with those projects and then it takes 5 times longer to finish. I've been washing baby clothes the past few days. I know, I know. I have a month to do that, but I'm too excited!! I wanted to look at it all! So now it's all sitting in boxes in their room waiting for that dresser to be built.
Signing off....gotta ask Carter to rub my back.
Don't get me wrong. I'm ready for her to be here already. If she wants to come earlier, I'm cool with that. Provided it's good for her to come early. Got that little girl? And provided that Carter is home and I don't have to freak out on my own. I just want to see what she looks like. How can that not drive you crazy? I actually looked up the ultrasound place at Southtowne mall the other day because I wanted to see how much it would cost to get a 3D ultrasound. Out of my price range that's for sure. I was really hoping though.
My feet and legs have been swelling on and off. Nothing too worrisome, but still gross to me. Some days though, my feet just kill me. After five minutes of walking I'm in horrible pain. I can't figure that out. I'm totally waddling. I know it. My back has been my biggest discomfort lately. Right around my ribs, mostly on the right side, and especially after eating in the evening, it really hurts. Like, really hurts. Sitting is so uncomfortable and lying down only helps sometimes.
Savannah told me today that she wants us to put the crib right next to her bed so that she can be close to Etta. I told her it would be close enough and that Etta would sleep in our room for a couple months. The girls room is about 90% finished. We just bought the second dresser we needed and now just need to put it together. Ideally, the kids would watch a movie the entire time we put that together, but that's just not going to happen. They always want to help with those projects and then it takes 5 times longer to finish. I've been washing baby clothes the past few days. I know, I know. I have a month to do that, but I'm too excited!! I wanted to look at it all! So now it's all sitting in boxes in their room waiting for that dresser to be built.
Signing off....gotta ask Carter to rub my back.
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Lesson Learned
One should not try to buy a maternity bra with their two year old. You won't try it on, or pick the right size. And then you'll have to return it, but won't buy another. Put it back on the list.
Sunday, September 4, 2011
I just went pee.
And I already need to go again. Like two minutes later. Ettagirl is pushing on all the important parts to make that happen. She's a pusher and a stretcher. I'm still amazed at how a baby fits in such a small space.
I'm feeling bigger lately and have gained two pounds, according to my last doctor visit. Woohoo! We talked to the doctor about an induction date last week. The earliest we can do it is the 20th, so we're aiming for that day because all around it would work out best for us. We still need to do a tour of the hospital and find out all the rules. I'm taking my iron pills everyday now so hopefully I won't get all lightheaded and off balanced again. I've noticed my legs and ankles swelling a little lately. Especially if I sit a lot during the day or if I'm walking a lot. Luckily it hasn't been a lot of swelling. That grosses me out and makes me nervous about the high blood pressure. But everything has been fine.
We're glad we went ahead and chose the name. It feels better calling her by a name. Savannah has brought me multiple pictures lately and said they are for Etta. I think she's pretty excited. So are we. I can't wait to wash her clothes and look at all of them and imagine her wearing them. Ohhh...We bought her coming home outfit the other day.
Savannah starts preschool on Wednesday. This is going to be a new experience for sure. Just being on a schedule and having to get up and get her to school by 9:30 should be interesting. Once the baby gets here it will be even more interesting.
Carter is taking some vacation time at the end of the month, for a week. We weren't planning on that but his boss said he should take some since his job is so demanding. We were saving it for when Etta was born, but we found out Carter gets 5 days of Paternal Leave, plus whatever we use of his vacation too. Even taking the early vacation, he'll still have a few days when she's born. So, now we just have to cross our fingers that everything goes well with the delivery and after. Two day stay please.
I've got a list of things to get done before she gets here. I'm trying to cross things off slowly. I just have to find the motivation. Right now our room is a disaster because I've been cleaning out our closet and trying to organize paperwork today. Paperwork....it's just everywhere.
I guess I should get back to that.
I'm feeling bigger lately and have gained two pounds, according to my last doctor visit. Woohoo! We talked to the doctor about an induction date last week. The earliest we can do it is the 20th, so we're aiming for that day because all around it would work out best for us. We still need to do a tour of the hospital and find out all the rules. I'm taking my iron pills everyday now so hopefully I won't get all lightheaded and off balanced again. I've noticed my legs and ankles swelling a little lately. Especially if I sit a lot during the day or if I'm walking a lot. Luckily it hasn't been a lot of swelling. That grosses me out and makes me nervous about the high blood pressure. But everything has been fine.
We're glad we went ahead and chose the name. It feels better calling her by a name. Savannah has brought me multiple pictures lately and said they are for Etta. I think she's pretty excited. So are we. I can't wait to wash her clothes and look at all of them and imagine her wearing them. Ohhh...We bought her coming home outfit the other day.
Savannah starts preschool on Wednesday. This is going to be a new experience for sure. Just being on a schedule and having to get up and get her to school by 9:30 should be interesting. Once the baby gets here it will be even more interesting.
Carter is taking some vacation time at the end of the month, for a week. We weren't planning on that but his boss said he should take some since his job is so demanding. We were saving it for when Etta was born, but we found out Carter gets 5 days of Paternal Leave, plus whatever we use of his vacation too. Even taking the early vacation, he'll still have a few days when she's born. So, now we just have to cross our fingers that everything goes well with the delivery and after. Two day stay please.
I've got a list of things to get done before she gets here. I'm trying to cross things off slowly. I just have to find the motivation. Right now our room is a disaster because I've been cleaning out our closet and trying to organize paperwork today. Paperwork....it's just everywhere.
I guess I should get back to that.
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