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November 4th, 2009
chipperJuly 30th, 2009
That's all that is left, provided I give birth on schedule. I have so much to do, both at work and at home!
So, about 2 weeks ago, my doctor announced that he has some unspecified medical issue and can no longer treat me for the OB, but can resume being my doctor for the GYN purposes after I give birth. He transferred me to another practice, who occasionally covers for him. This practice is supposedly highly respected, but I found them to be highly annoying. I found the staff to generally be rude and they kept me waiting for 40 minutes after the time of my appointment, which I was early to, before doing the ultrasound. I was then shipped back to the waiting room for 20 minutes before meeting with one of the four doctors in the practice, who, as Matt put it, had the personality of a wet paper bag. If my due date wasn't so freaking close, I would totally find a new practice.
On the flip side, I did have an ultrasound, which is always cool. Baby (still don't know gender, but the closer I get, the more I want to know. I'm going to hold out because I'd kick myself forever if I quit now.) is in the 62nd percentile for size and is a little more than 5 lbs at the moment. They estimate the baby will be between 7.5-8.5 lbs, give or take a half pound in either direction. I'm glad I'm not looking at a tiny thing or a monster baby. Although, I could be having a muppet-like monster- the ultrasound showed a lot of long hair on the baby's head. :-) Of course, s/he took this opportunity to be shy and had his/her arm over its face for the whole process. Maybe it's trying to hide the fact that it is moderately attractive or something. ;-)
In the mean time, I am exhausted, but I don't know how much of that is the baby and how much of that is the fact that Matt turns off the a/c when he's about to go to bed (I'm already out cold) and leaves all the doors and windows shut, so I wake up at 3:00 sweating bullets. Thankfully, tonight is supposed to be in the low 60s, so I can sleep with the windows open.
Anywho, that's my life at the moment. Back to completing things for work. :-)
So, about 2 weeks ago, my doctor announced that he has some unspecified medical issue and can no longer treat me for the OB, but can resume being my doctor for the GYN purposes after I give birth. He transferred me to another practice, who occasionally covers for him. This practice is supposedly highly respected, but I found them to be highly annoying. I found the staff to generally be rude and they kept me waiting for 40 minutes after the time of my appointment, which I was early to, before doing the ultrasound. I was then shipped back to the waiting room for 20 minutes before meeting with one of the four doctors in the practice, who, as Matt put it, had the personality of a wet paper bag. If my due date wasn't so freaking close, I would totally find a new practice.
On the flip side, I did have an ultrasound, which is always cool. Baby (still don't know gender, but the closer I get, the more I want to know. I'm going to hold out because I'd kick myself forever if I quit now.) is in the 62nd percentile for size and is a little more than 5 lbs at the moment. They estimate the baby will be between 7.5-8.5 lbs, give or take a half pound in either direction. I'm glad I'm not looking at a tiny thing or a monster baby. Although, I could be having a muppet-like monster- the ultrasound showed a lot of long hair on the baby's head. :-) Of course, s/he took this opportunity to be shy and had his/her arm over its face for the whole process. Maybe it's trying to hide the fact that it is moderately attractive or something. ;-)
In the mean time, I am exhausted, but I don't know how much of that is the baby and how much of that is the fact that Matt turns off the a/c when he's about to go to bed (I'm already out cold) and leaves all the doors and windows shut, so I wake up at 3:00 sweating bullets. Thankfully, tonight is supposed to be in the low 60s, so I can sleep with the windows open.
Anywho, that's my life at the moment. Back to completing things for work. :-)
tiredJuly 16th, 2009
We'll see how far this gets, since the power here is blinking on and off...
* I failed my first glucose test by three miserable points, requiring me to waste a morning drinking concentrated sugar and having blood repeatedly drawn. Good news is that I don't have gestational diabetes. Bad news is that not having diabetes limits the times when I can do my Wilford Brimley impression. :p
* Due to some sort of medical issue, my OB can no longer treat me and, with less than 2 months to go, has assigned me to another practice. While I understand that it is nobody's fault and there is nothing I can do about it, I am not pleased by this turn of events. I have an appointment in two weeks to meet with the new doctor. Frankly, what annoys me the most is that I now have to reschedule all my appointments and I had prime slots scheduled with the last doctor.
* Taking the birthing class now. We were tricked into watching a video of three different women giving birth. Matt is scarred for life.
* Nursery is nearing completion. I painted a mural on one wall of puppies playing. Will post pictures soon.
*Baby is still treating me like a trampoline, which I'm okay with. I actually get nervous when s/he sleeps for an extended period of time. This is probably because I can't stay asleep for an extended period anymore, mostly because I am so damn uncomfortable, but also partially because every time I shift, the dogs wake up and think it is time for breakfast.
*Almost all of my new weight is in my tummy (and expanded boobs. Oh boobies, I missed you when you left when I lost weight all those years ago. Welcome back. You obviously missed me as well because you're constantly leaking tears of joy...). This causes a lot of strain in what I call my shelf- the area between the breasts and top of the stomach and the corresponding areas in the back. One day I'll find a position that is comfortable to sit in. (My desk chair may be the most comfortable seat I spend time in...)
More updates will come when I have more time...
* I failed my first glucose test by three miserable points, requiring me to waste a morning drinking concentrated sugar and having blood repeatedly drawn. Good news is that I don't have gestational diabetes. Bad news is that not having diabetes limits the times when I can do my Wilford Brimley impression. :p
* Due to some sort of medical issue, my OB can no longer treat me and, with less than 2 months to go, has assigned me to another practice. While I understand that it is nobody's fault and there is nothing I can do about it, I am not pleased by this turn of events. I have an appointment in two weeks to meet with the new doctor. Frankly, what annoys me the most is that I now have to reschedule all my appointments and I had prime slots scheduled with the last doctor.
* Taking the birthing class now. We were tricked into watching a video of three different women giving birth. Matt is scarred for life.
* Nursery is nearing completion. I painted a mural on one wall of puppies playing. Will post pictures soon.
*Baby is still treating me like a trampoline, which I'm okay with. I actually get nervous when s/he sleeps for an extended period of time. This is probably because I can't stay asleep for an extended period anymore, mostly because I am so damn uncomfortable, but also partially because every time I shift, the dogs wake up and think it is time for breakfast.
*Almost all of my new weight is in my tummy (and expanded boobs. Oh boobies, I missed you when you left when I lost weight all those years ago. Welcome back. You obviously missed me as well because you're constantly leaking tears of joy...). This causes a lot of strain in what I call my shelf- the area between the breasts and top of the stomach and the corresponding areas in the back. One day I'll find a position that is comfortable to sit in. (My desk chair may be the most comfortable seat I spend time in...)
More updates will come when I have more time...
soreJune 15th, 2009
The baby is currently beating the hell out of my bladder and it hurts. (It normally tickles, quite frankly.) It must be mad that I’m a sucka-foo and was conned into doing something tomorrow night. No, nothing work related. Something much, much more insidious…
I’m going to a New Kids on the Block concert. With three super fans.
Yeah, go ahead and laugh at me.
It must have started with some conversation about them in college and how none of our parents would let us go see them. From my point of view, it was more of an embarrassing, “Yeah, I liked them. I was a kid, what do you want?” Then they announced their damn reunion tour and I made some half-hearted commitment to see them if they came to the area. I managed to get out of seeing them in Boston and Niagara Falls, but ran out of excuses when they scheduled their impending performance 20 minutes from my house. I don’t even have the parking out in east bumblefuck excuse because one of the girls has handicap plates.
This is clearly going under the heading of “whatever doesn’t kill me…” I’m amused, but can’t tell if it is because I’m going to this concert or if it is because women in their 30s are squealing like tweens via email…
Go ahead, keep laughing.
June 3rd, 2009
June 2nd, 2009
Alive. I was doing really well until the past week or so, when I started being unable to get comfortable at night. And lately I've been crying for no reason. (The best one was while watching the preview for this week's Make Me a Supermodel. Tyson says, "...we CAN make you a supermodel" and I bawled for no apparent reason.)
The baby is super-active lately, but has a set schedule of movement, which is about three weeks earlier than why my Mayo Clinic guide says. My little rocker also loves the Foo Fighters and will wake up to kick Matt or the dogs in the nose if they come over to say "hola." :-)
I can't believe there's only 3 months left... Can I keep it in me?
The baby is super-active lately, but has a set schedule of movement, which is about three weeks earlier than why my Mayo Clinic guide says. My little rocker also loves the Foo Fighters and will wake up to kick Matt or the dogs in the nose if they come over to say "hola." :-)
I can't believe there's only 3 months left... Can I keep it in me?
April 27th, 2009
To be Bea Arthur's replacement in the world of snark, that is. She was so awesome. I'll miss her and will watch Golden Girls reruns with fondness.
In other news, I "popped", as they call it. I was getting into the shower Friday night and was suddenly surprised by the big round thing sticking out from my waist. Plausible deniability is now gone. :-)
In other news, I "popped", as they call it. I was getting into the shower Friday night and was suddenly surprised by the big round thing sticking out from my waist. Plausible deniability is now gone. :-)
April 24th, 2009
Okay, so I only read the first 2 in the Twilight series. No offense to anyone who likes them, but I can't figure out how they got published- the writing is that poor. (I also honestly believe that the characters' attitudes may have set women back 60+ years...)
That being said, have you seen the promo pictures for the guys playing the werewolves in New Moon?
Hot damn. I could waste hours staring at that half nekked goodness. (No post it notes would be necessary if the were in my "Jean" calendar!!!)
In other news, six years ago I adopted Holly. :-) I'm going to bake her cuppycakes tonight.
That being said, have you seen the promo pictures for the guys playing the werewolves in New Moon?
Hot damn. I could waste hours staring at that half nekked goodness. (No post it notes would be necessary if the were in my "Jean" calendar!!!)
In other news, six years ago I adopted Holly. :-) I'm going to bake her cuppycakes tonight.
April 20th, 2009
lethargicApril 17th, 2009
I mean really sew. I'd consider myself "servicable". I can fix buttons, hem pants that are too long and that kind of stuff. (I can also embroider, but that's another story.) But I can't really sew anything that could be used or fit for the public eye.
My problem is that I can't find crib bedding that I like. I'm not concerned about blankets or sheets. Seems everyone I know can knit. But I can't find curtains, bumpers or crib skirts that I like, mostly because I'm working on a puppy theme and most puppy bedding is very masculine. If I could, I'd find some nice gender neutral fabric with doggies and make all the stuff myself, but that's just not happening. I'll keep looking.
My problem is that I can't find crib bedding that I like. I'm not concerned about blankets or sheets. Seems everyone I know can knit. But I can't find curtains, bumpers or crib skirts that I like, mostly because I'm working on a puppy theme and most puppy bedding is very masculine. If I could, I'd find some nice gender neutral fabric with doggies and make all the stuff myself, but that's just not happening. I'll keep looking.
