My computer is somewhere 2000 miles away. They said it will be home by September at the latest. That feels like forever. Or felt like forever until I marked down the days for midwife appointments and realized it's only 2 doctor appointments away. Which made me realize that Huddy's arrival is only 8 doctor appointments away. EeEeEeEeK!
I am now 25 weeks. Very exciting. I finally spoke with my midwife about the sleeping situation and she said I should try going to see a chiropractor, that it can do wonders for a pregnancy. I used to work as a Chiropractic Assistant, so I know a thing or two, and decided it was a good option for us. BOY! I am glad I did. I sleep so much better afterwards. Mind you, the first week I got a massage for 10 minutes afterwards. AMAZING! Then we realized neither of our insurance will pay for massage therapy. So I get adjusted and then kicked out now. I miss the massage.
Belly bonding. This belly and I, we have a bond. I regularly giggle over the antics going on in there. Now that Huddy is a big old boy, he kicks. Hard enough to be felt by friends. My husband? He tried at first and swore he couldn't feel anything, and now he won't even try. He won't talk to the belly, rarely touches it, won't massage it, nothing. Should I be concerned? He keeps saying he has a lifetime to bond with his child, but how do I know he won't say that in 3 months when Huddy is here? Or in a year?
Work and being the only provider is stressing him out. Honestly, I imagined pregnancy to be a time to relax, and instead it has been one of the most stressful times of my life. I worry constantly. If it can go wrong, it has gone wrong. Hot water tank, my car, George's car, computer, laptop, kidney stones, work, etc. I am going crazy. And speaking of crazy, since we got rid of our cable to save money, unless it is on netflix, I can't watch it. I have watched almost all of netflix. At least what I can stand. So, I read. I have read every book in our house at least once, and most at least twice. So now I am reading books I don't even enjoy for the third time out of boredom.
Friends finally popped back up. One flew home from Hawaii, one randomly decided to call me, and one randomly text me. Still mad about the one who text and the one who called. HELLO, It's been forever.
Anywho, free concert tonight (my mother got tickets from work) and I am going with the belly. He hated fireworks. I almost feel bad. Plus, I dont want to damage his hearing before birth. I am hoping being low down and blocked by the 8-10 rows in front of us will protect him. If he hates it too much, I will just hang out outside.
Stacey
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Friday, July 29, 2011
Saturday, July 16, 2011
Huddy
Well, still stealing my mother's computer. She made me french bread pizza, but she always makes things super crunchy. If a knife wont cut it, my teeth probably shouldn't try.
Huddy is a good growing fetus. Measuring 23 weeks 3 days. His roomie, my placenta, is still low, but not blocking the cervix, so we're good on that one. I was going to attempt to add a picture, but her computer still hates me.
Tomorrow my step dad is coming to get his stuff. If he leaves a certain dresser here, which I think he will, Huddy gets a pretty new dresser. We have also organized our bedroom and prepared a new plan. It is 99 and humid here. In order to keep the upstairs cool, we have to run the a/c 24/7. And even then it is still too humid up there to get any work done of the nusery. So, we are going to keep our bedroom downstairs and just let Huddy room in with us. Which means our little sitting room that we never use, gets a purpose! It is the dressing room for the bambino. And nursing station. We already have the rocking chair and some book shelves in there, so now we need a stand (Probably stolen from somewhere else in the house) and a dresser.
Since George isn't working, we have not bought anything for Huddy. Just some garage sale finds. We are hoping our Baby Shower guests get us hooked up or that George's September bonus is large enough to afford the major things.
Yep, still not working. We had a lawyer call the school, and they apologized and offered me my old position, but I have pride. They'd already told half the parents and all of my fellow teachers how I can't put sunblock on kids, so going back would've been hell. But they did release me from my non compete clause, so I can go wherver, but yet again, no one hires a pregnant chick.
I do love staying home though. It'd be better if we could have some extra money, but our house is so clean, and I make great meals every single night. Plus I can flip and flop my sleep schedule to meet George's so I can actually see my husband. The downside is that I am psycho. No one visits me, and I don't have the money to constantly be driving around the city to visit friends. Thirty miles each way? No one else seems to want to do it either. I used to constantly, and no one ever came to visit our house, but I have had enough. If you want to be friends, you have a give just as much as you take. I am willing to meet places, or visit if I am out that way, or pop in once for every time you pop in to see me, but my car is not a slave!
Now, back to why I am psycho, no one visits me. Just my mother for the last month. George and my mom, and trips to the doctor or store. It has made me very clingy to George. I cry when he goes to work, I follow him around like a puppy all day, and I feel the need to text, call, harass him constantly. He liked it at first, but I think he needs breaks. So, my mom has been bribing me to leave him. Which makes me cry, but a man can't survive if his wife is stuck up his butt constantly. I am just lonely.
B?ut, my best friend is flying in from Hawaii to stay for a month, she actually should be getting into Ohio right now, so I will get to visit her and hopefully that will help.
Anywho, I need to go grocery shopping and make dinner before the movies tonight.
Stacey
Huddy is a good growing fetus. Measuring 23 weeks 3 days. His roomie, my placenta, is still low, but not blocking the cervix, so we're good on that one. I was going to attempt to add a picture, but her computer still hates me.
Tomorrow my step dad is coming to get his stuff. If he leaves a certain dresser here, which I think he will, Huddy gets a pretty new dresser. We have also organized our bedroom and prepared a new plan. It is 99 and humid here. In order to keep the upstairs cool, we have to run the a/c 24/7. And even then it is still too humid up there to get any work done of the nusery. So, we are going to keep our bedroom downstairs and just let Huddy room in with us. Which means our little sitting room that we never use, gets a purpose! It is the dressing room for the bambino. And nursing station. We already have the rocking chair and some book shelves in there, so now we need a stand (Probably stolen from somewhere else in the house) and a dresser.
Since George isn't working, we have not bought anything for Huddy. Just some garage sale finds. We are hoping our Baby Shower guests get us hooked up or that George's September bonus is large enough to afford the major things.
Yep, still not working. We had a lawyer call the school, and they apologized and offered me my old position, but I have pride. They'd already told half the parents and all of my fellow teachers how I can't put sunblock on kids, so going back would've been hell. But they did release me from my non compete clause, so I can go wherver, but yet again, no one hires a pregnant chick.
I do love staying home though. It'd be better if we could have some extra money, but our house is so clean, and I make great meals every single night. Plus I can flip and flop my sleep schedule to meet George's so I can actually see my husband. The downside is that I am psycho. No one visits me, and I don't have the money to constantly be driving around the city to visit friends. Thirty miles each way? No one else seems to want to do it either. I used to constantly, and no one ever came to visit our house, but I have had enough. If you want to be friends, you have a give just as much as you take. I am willing to meet places, or visit if I am out that way, or pop in once for every time you pop in to see me, but my car is not a slave!
Now, back to why I am psycho, no one visits me. Just my mother for the last month. George and my mom, and trips to the doctor or store. It has made me very clingy to George. I cry when he goes to work, I follow him around like a puppy all day, and I feel the need to text, call, harass him constantly. He liked it at first, but I think he needs breaks. So, my mom has been bribing me to leave him. Which makes me cry, but a man can't survive if his wife is stuck up his butt constantly. I am just lonely.
B?ut, my best friend is flying in from Hawaii to stay for a month, she actually should be getting into Ohio right now, so I will get to visit her and hopefully that will help.
Anywho, I need to go grocery shopping and make dinner before the movies tonight.
Stacey
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