Ready and Willing
When I was pregnant with Abby, I didn't let myself get antsy to give birth or really start complaining until I hit the due date. But you know what they say, every pregnancy is different. And I really have no reason to complain. I've had a very easy pregnancy throughout. Even the doctor thinks so. Blood pressure is always good, baby's heartbeat is always good. Sure, my back hurts and I can feel my hips separating and I'm sure one of these times a Braxton-Hicks is going to actually rip my uterus out of my body, but hey...nothing serious. And yeah, I've been moody and impatient and whiny. But I haven't (yet) screamed at Mark or demanded he get up in the middle of the night to get me cheeseburger. I've been pretty good. Yeah so I complain about every ache and I spend too much time on the couch and eat more ice cream than the average person but I kinda get the feeling I would do that anyway - it's just I have a really good excuse. So I am officially announcing my readiness to have this baby. Get out. (Actually, the girls at work are taking me out for lunch on Thursday so either come out right now or wait until then). I'm ready, I'm done work, Mark has enough lesson plans ready and Abby wanted to pull the baby too (she tried). I'm willing to drink castor oil although I'm pretty sure I'll sure end up throwing it back up. (I only know two definitions of castor - the wheels on the bottom of a podium or table or the French word for beaver - none of which sound too appetizing).
We took a tour of the Maternity Ward Friday night - what a better way to spend your Friday night! It was nice. I had a few conflicting accounts of what it's like and most of those people hadn't been there in awhile so I was eager to check it out myself. One of the nurses took us around. She had a really laid back attitude - what ever comes up, we'll deal with it. I liked that. It made me feel at ease. I'm a planner and I usually like to know exactly what's coming next along with a Plan B, C and D but she made me feel like they had all those covered and if there's a need to jump to Plan B or C or even D, we can do it, no rush, no pressure, no worries. But you have to rent the TV. So Mark put a few movies on his phone and we got wire less headphones. I bought a couple word find books (I took those last time and really liked them) and I plan to buy a really mindless magazine with pretty pictures to distract me. Mark asked me if I thought about taking drugs or not during labour. And it dawned on me that I haven't even thought about labour. So now I'm practising my breathing during the worst of the Braxton-Hicks.
I enjoy going back and reading what I wrote when I was pregnant with Abby. Just to compare how I was feeling (and looking) to how I am this time. Seems about the same. Especially at this point.
I don't remember how to use the infant car seat. I don't remember at all!!!
Doctor's Appointment #5489:
Since I'm done work, I am also done child care. I was willing to take Abby along but sometimes there can be as much as an hour wait and I just don't have that much Dora candy. So I put out a request for help and in no time, I got a response from a friend. And she has a son Abby's age and a baby (score!) So she had a good time playing there - she played horse doctor which turned into horse repairman. She is now having a good nap and when she wakes up, I promised to go play outside. I hope she forgets. As for the actual doctor's appointment, all is well. Like usual. See ya next week.
We took a tour of the Maternity Ward Friday night - what a better way to spend your Friday night! It was nice. I had a few conflicting accounts of what it's like and most of those people hadn't been there in awhile so I was eager to check it out myself. One of the nurses took us around. She had a really laid back attitude - what ever comes up, we'll deal with it. I liked that. It made me feel at ease. I'm a planner and I usually like to know exactly what's coming next along with a Plan B, C and D but she made me feel like they had all those covered and if there's a need to jump to Plan B or C or even D, we can do it, no rush, no pressure, no worries. But you have to rent the TV. So Mark put a few movies on his phone and we got wire less headphones. I bought a couple word find books (I took those last time and really liked them) and I plan to buy a really mindless magazine with pretty pictures to distract me. Mark asked me if I thought about taking drugs or not during labour. And it dawned on me that I haven't even thought about labour. So now I'm practising my breathing during the worst of the Braxton-Hicks.
I enjoy going back and reading what I wrote when I was pregnant with Abby. Just to compare how I was feeling (and looking) to how I am this time. Seems about the same. Especially at this point.
I don't remember how to use the infant car seat. I don't remember at all!!!
Doctor's Appointment #5489:
Since I'm done work, I am also done child care. I was willing to take Abby along but sometimes there can be as much as an hour wait and I just don't have that much Dora candy. So I put out a request for help and in no time, I got a response from a friend. And she has a son Abby's age and a baby (score!) So she had a good time playing there - she played horse doctor which turned into horse repairman. She is now having a good nap and when she wakes up, I promised to go play outside. I hope she forgets. As for the actual doctor's appointment, all is well. Like usual. See ya next week.
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