Good news!

Thumper turned the right direction this last week, so no more breech or talk of C-section. As long as she stays put. Guess she really didn't like the ice on the head bit -- hot bath, ice on top of my belly ... I did it 5 nights in a row, and the second night felt some major pain and pressure, so I'm thinking that's when she turned, but I kept doing it just in case. haha.

I'm almost 36 weeks' pregnant, and that's when Little Mister made his entrance into the world. So I'm half hoping she comes in the next few days to a week. 37 weeks is when Kidlet joined us. I'm not DUE until June 24th though. *sigh*

The diabetes appointment went very well -- even though I wasn't as consistent about tracking my numbers this last week, the ones I did track were normal so they're no longer talking about adding more insulin.

I also bought a new mattress pad and sheets today. I can't wait to go to bed tonight. Alone. *snicker*

So flipping tired (whiny post)

I remember getting worn out toward the end of both of my other pregnancies, and I remember being uncomfortable and miserable. I do NOT remember wishing they were over, especially not early like this, and wanting to just be DONE being pregnant and being willing to go through labor to get the baby out of me. That didn't happen until I was already in labor! But here I am, not even 36 weeks, and I want to be done done done done done.

I'm sure part of the fatigue and doneness is because Little Mister has changed his sleep schedule a bit, and so I'm not getting the rest I need because he's not sleeping when he used to. That's rough going. And he's almost two, so he's having more frequent meltdowns and tantrums, and is wanting things his own way, no matter what *I* think about it.

And part of it is the stress with Kiddo being a preteen and sassy.

And part of it is the husband's frequent bipolar crashes of late. He is ready for this to be over, too, and keeps asking me when I think it will be. "I don't know, let me look in the crystal ball!"

I'm trying to enjoy the baby's movements, but she's developed this habit of placing one or another of her appendages into a very uncomfortable position, worse than either of the other kids did. I was having some contractions the other day while she was doing it, and I was out with the kids running errands. I was in tears from the combination. Kiddo asked if she needed to call an ambulance and said that if she could drive, she'd just take me to the hospickle.

I'm officially on maternity leave as of today. I just can't keep doing all of this. Hoping she comes in a week or so, and that the few remaining projects get done, whether by me or someone else. *yawn*

I'd better go change LM's diaper ... just realized it's been a while.

Friday Fave Five!

1. *gasp* DH noticed he was making a mess in the area in our room that I'd cleaned on Monday, and *cleaned it up himself!* without any poking, prodding, prompting, or pleading!

2. Paid off our car this week and paid off some small medical bills that had been sitting around but I could never find TO pay. We had the $ for the medical bills from our flex spend account, just couldn't find them. Lovely. It feels great to get them out of the way!

3. Chocolate Carnation Instant Breakfast mixed with whole milk tastes like a real chocolate milk shake (though not the correct thickness). And if I drink 2 cups of water in the hour following, my blood sugar doesn't soar either. Ahhh. hahaha!

4. The virtuous body gal dropped her prices. This is a good/bad thing for me. Love her soap ... I'm restraining myself for the moment though.

5. Kiddo finally figured out I was tired yesterday and fixed dinner while I fell asleep in Little Mister's bed -- it wasn't from scratch, but still. She heated up frozen chicken patties and made some instant mashed potatoes and gravy. AND she fed her brother without being told. After a week from heck with attitude, attitude, more attitude, and me running around doing errands every single day (even on the days I'd planned to stay home), I really needed the sleep and the break.

The not faves: My feet and hands are swelling up -- not fun. Baby is breech, so we're trying to persuade her to head toward the exit. And for some reason, it's really irritating me when people use exclamation points after every single sentence they type! It's annoying! Not everything demands an exclamation point! I won't name names, but there is someone on a website driving me crazy with this habit! Grah. Hoping I'm not so grumpy after the baby gets here.

More new words!

He finally figured out that when he passes gas, it's not pooping. It's "tooting" at our house. So now, anytime anyone toots, he runs over and touches their tummy or butt and says, "You toot! Good job!"

I'm hoping no one from the church comes over and farts loudly.

well that was fun

so, i'm still pregnant. that status was in serious jeopardy over the weekend. about 6 on saturday evening, i noticed i was having contractions 3-5 minutes apart. five hours later, after getting disgrace to come over and the husband home from work, we went to L&D. i wasn't progressing much, and i'm past 34 weeks, so they sent me home.

now, i know a 34-weeker will eventually be fine, but probably in the nicu for a while. so we just kept telling baby girl to stay put for another 2 to 3 weeks.

last night around 10 or so, the contractions slowed a lot and the intensity dropped a LOT.

this morning, i feel a lot better and, though i'm still having a few contractions, they're not intense and not consistent at all.

thank heaven.

Friday Fave Five!!!

1. The totes I made. *love* (can't post pictures yet, will do so later)

2. I bought this fancy handmade soap the other day for my own mother's day prezzie. Because I'm cool like that. Actually, I want a pedicure and the husband said that was fine, but um ... with so many medical appointments every week, there is no way I'll have time to do any pampering until this baby is 19. ANYWAY. About the soap. It's divine! My skin isn't dry or itchy, it hasn't made me break out yet (miracle!), and the ingredients list is very minimal. The gal who makes these soaps is on the sewing forum where I learn all kinds of fun things, and she is wonderful! Go. Shop. Buy. www.virtuousbody.com ... become a Facebook fan today and get a special discount (today)!

3. The fact that Little Mister looks for me at the stairs while I'm at the hospickle with all these dumb appointments warms my heart because I'm still his favorite, but I'm also getting happier with the fact that he's not freaking out when I'm NOT home, which might make the labor/delivery/hospickle stay a little easier on all involved.

4. Kiddo used some of her own money to buy prezzies for Little Mister, Thumper, and herself. When LM was an infant, he had a blanket we called "the magic blankie" because it would calm him down when nothing else would. So soft and fuzzy, made of Minkee, and we were washing it almost every day (after he puked on it). My SIL bought him a stuffed monkey made of Minkee, and we called it "the magic monkey." Sense a theme? I bought some fabric to make two identical magic blankies for Thumper (so she has one when the other is in the wash), and then we had to find some onesies and socks for her. While we were in the baby section, Kiddo found Mickey and Minnie Mouse and Piglet, all made with Minkee. Mickey and Minnie came with small fleece blankets, so she bought those for the babies, and she bought Piglet for herself. Little Mister *loves* Mickey Mouse Clubhouse on Disney, and was SO excited about Mickey, he held him almost the entire way through the store after that. He's been sleeping with him, cuddling him, and giving him drinks from his sippie cup. So cute.

5. While it's not my fave that the husband keeps crashing from stress, especially with the coming baby and the pregnancy complications, it IS fabulous that he can talk to me about all of this stuff. He didn't talk to me about things before, so this is a good, positive step.

Fun times

Woke up with major contractions on Tuesday. Had to go to the hospickle anyway for a nonstress test. Baby was fine, contractions aren't making things progress much yet, and my doctors said they wouldn't stop labor if it came now anyway, so ... yeah. they sent me home after just over 2 hours there.

My blood sugars are under better control unless I have a migraine, so that's good. The diabetes folks didn't freak out over any of my numbers, so that was even better.

Saw one of the OBs yesterday, who did NOT freak me out about an amnio or any other interventions, so I'm feeling more calm.

I also felt pretty good in the afternoon, so I went to the store and finished up the baby shopping. I can still walk today, so that's good news.

Was off work last night, so I sewed. Contrary to Kristina's belief that it only takes me 15 minutes to whip up stuff, it took about 4-1/2 hours to make 4 totes for the baby's gear. Couldn't find any in the store that I liked, would fit into the empty bookshelf that's just sitting there, or were in our budget, and neither was another dresser. I had the fabric on hand and figured what the heck? And stayed up until after 2 finishing them. When I got up this morning, we loaded them up with baby clothes. Kiddo started the blankets washing, and we have diapers to do, but things are looking up as far as our being prepared goes. I do need to install the car seat base, but that's about it.

I had to go in for another test this morning (fun times, I tell ya), and had noticed that baby girl wasn't very active this morning. Panic. They found her heart rate right away, but she didn't move once for 10 minutes. With Kiddo, that wouldn't have worried me at all because she was a lazy baby, but the last two have not been. I said something to the nurse about the lack of moving ... I should've kept my mouth shut. Thumper started moving after those 10 minutes and did.not.stop. for 45 more minutes. Now, they expect to have 20-25 minutes of continuous monitoring for the nonstress tests in order for them to send you home. So that was a major problem. They finally got her back on the monitor, and even though she kept moving, it still picked up her heart rate. So I finally got to leave 20 minutes later.

I refuse to go anywhere tomorrow. I'm going to be lazy and stay in my jammies all day because I can. Plus, I have 5 appointments next week. Yay.

I keep telling Thumper to wait 3 more weeks and then just walk on out. I hope she's listening.