As Gayle pointed out to me... I have completely neglected this blog. I do think most of my readers are also my FB friends so you've seen baby pics (if you're not, shout out!). But there are things I share here that I would not share on FB, so I do have stuff to tell. :)
I am tired. And this is my third day back at work and I am less than thrilled about it. Obviously, even if I loved my work I would be sad to leave the world's cutest baby at home, but it's even harder when I feel the way I do feel about work. Which is that work is STINKY. And so again, I find myself looking for something more tolerable. If I'm going to leave my baby behind every day I would at least like to not hate where I'm going.
As for leaving the baby, I'm very very lucky to be leaving her at our home with my mother. I am grateful for that peace of mind. Mom has been at our house almost every day since the baby was born, hanging out with me while Fella is at work, so they know each other well. And I know that BG (Baby Girl) has someone that would throw herself in front of a bus for her. So that helps.
I'll tell the birth story soon (back labor, vomit and C Section oh my!), I just have to finish remembering all of it-- it's coming back to me in bits and pieces.
Here she is, my sweet angel.
You don't have to punch life in the face. Just walk beside it & keep it from kicking you in the butt.
Monday, October 07, 2013
Tuesday, July 30, 2013
Nuttin
I got nothing to report.
There are no signs of any action on baby's part, and I'm just fine with that for now. I'm not in a hurry. I still have some stuff to take care of at the house, and in my brain. I'm good and done at the office, though. :) It could be today... it could be in two weeks. Who knows. 4 days until estimated due date, and no induction is planned as long as she is doing well...
I'm still feeling pretty good-- I can tell a difference in my back pain, and that's about it, honestly. I'm not super uncomfortable. I was pretty tired for a while, but the past few days I've not been (is that nesting? does that mean something? EVERYTHING MUST BE ANALYZED). Pretty much I'm trying to tie up loose ends, stock the house with various whatever items (better buy toothpaste, might need some in the next million years), think of all the things I might need to think of and take care of...
Just didn't want y'all wondering if anything was up. I can't promise I'll post something here too soon after she makes her debut, but I'll try (if you're my FB friend, as most of you are I think, you'll know as soon as crucial announcements have been made to family members).
There are no signs of any action on baby's part, and I'm just fine with that for now. I'm not in a hurry. I still have some stuff to take care of at the house, and in my brain. I'm good and done at the office, though. :) It could be today... it could be in two weeks. Who knows. 4 days until estimated due date, and no induction is planned as long as she is doing well...
I'm still feeling pretty good-- I can tell a difference in my back pain, and that's about it, honestly. I'm not super uncomfortable. I was pretty tired for a while, but the past few days I've not been (is that nesting? does that mean something? EVERYTHING MUST BE ANALYZED). Pretty much I'm trying to tie up loose ends, stock the house with various whatever items (better buy toothpaste, might need some in the next million years), think of all the things I might need to think of and take care of...
Just didn't want y'all wondering if anything was up. I can't promise I'll post something here too soon after she makes her debut, but I'll try (if you're my FB friend, as most of you are I think, you'll know as soon as crucial announcements have been made to family members).
Wednesday, July 10, 2013
Month Ten
Well, here I am, good and pregnant, and have been such a negligent blogger. I know I will probably regret not doing a better job of keeping track of the past several months, but honestly I feel like there's just really not that much to tell. I know that sounds crazy, but things have been... uneventful.
I like being pregnant. I'm happier. I love feeling her move around. I am going to be sad when I don't have that feeling anymore. When I don't have her, all to myself, tucked up safe inside where I know where she is and what she's doing at all times. When I no longer have so much control.
There is only one reason I want her to come out any earlier than her due date, and that is so I can quit coming to the office. :)
There have been no signs that she's interested in coming out any time soon. I'm not dilated a bit. Of course, they say that means nothing, I could still go into labor "at any time." But I'm pretty sure I shouldn't expect her early. Or on time.
I keep waiting for my nesting instinct to truly kick in, so I get the last little bits of her room finished. There are two pieces of furniture that need to be painted (Fella is supposed to do them, but I made the mistake of letting him know that my mom said that she and my stepdad would paint them if they remained undone when they get to town in 2 weeks, so I don't know if they will get done). There are a few more of the THINGS that we need to have relatively soon. Like a bathtub and baby wipes. And a few more of the things that we need less urgently, like extra bases for the car seat so all the baby's various chauffeurs have one. But we have all the things that are, like, REQUIRED. The car seat, since they won't let us leave the hospital with her otherwise, and it would suck to have to leave her behind. And we have a place for her to sleep. And we have clothes, diapers, and boobs. Should be all set.
Can't believe how close it is. Can't believe I'm about to be somebody's mother. Can't believe that the whole world is about to morph and change color...
I like being pregnant. I'm happier. I love feeling her move around. I am going to be sad when I don't have that feeling anymore. When I don't have her, all to myself, tucked up safe inside where I know where she is and what she's doing at all times. When I no longer have so much control.
There is only one reason I want her to come out any earlier than her due date, and that is so I can quit coming to the office. :)
There have been no signs that she's interested in coming out any time soon. I'm not dilated a bit. Of course, they say that means nothing, I could still go into labor "at any time." But I'm pretty sure I shouldn't expect her early. Or on time.
I keep waiting for my nesting instinct to truly kick in, so I get the last little bits of her room finished. There are two pieces of furniture that need to be painted (Fella is supposed to do them, but I made the mistake of letting him know that my mom said that she and my stepdad would paint them if they remained undone when they get to town in 2 weeks, so I don't know if they will get done). There are a few more of the THINGS that we need to have relatively soon. Like a bathtub and baby wipes. And a few more of the things that we need less urgently, like extra bases for the car seat so all the baby's various chauffeurs have one. But we have all the things that are, like, REQUIRED. The car seat, since they won't let us leave the hospital with her otherwise, and it would suck to have to leave her behind. And we have a place for her to sleep. And we have clothes, diapers, and boobs. Should be all set.
Can't believe how close it is. Can't believe I'm about to be somebody's mother. Can't believe that the whole world is about to morph and change color...
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
Thirty
Thirty weeks! Thirty weeks already. It's going so fast...
I want to clarify that when I said I never thought I'd be a SAHM, it wasn't because I didn't think I'd WANT to be, but because I never thought I'd be able to be. I just grew up thinking moms worked (unless they were totally wealthy or something) and that's how it would be. Of course, my own mother did not have that option and so I guess I didn't think of it. I would LOVE to not work. But it also scares me, for several reasons, including 1) whether it will be difficult to return to work if/when I want to and 2) depending on a man for income and having no money of my own FREAKS ME RIGHT OUT. But I would definitely like to consider finding something that is 1) less stressful and 2) allows for part-time. We shall see. Fella is of the opinion that if I work for a few more years I could quit work forever, which sounds AWESOME, but I might rather quit for a few years now and go back later when she's in school. Maybe? Maybe we'll find a happy part-time medium.
So. I heard on one of my pregnancy podcasts that you should sing your baby a song every day while you're pregnant, and they will not only know your voice, but the song itself and will recognize it after they are born and you should sing it to them again in the first hour after birth. So I'm singing "Songbird," every day. Usually while I'm in the shower (so the baby will probably only recognize it if the water is running, lol) and it just popped into my head when I tried to think of something to be The Song. I hope she likes it.
We bought a rocker/recliner for the rocking/feeding, and new couches (actually a sectional) because weneeded wanted them. The crib is now assembled, which is a step in the right direction. We are painting the furniture that will go in the nursery next weekend (I've been saying that for a few weekends now, but really and truly NEXT WEEKEND), and the only thing we absolutely, desperately NEED is a car seat, since they won't let us take her home from the hospital without one.
10 weeks to go...
I want to clarify that when I said I never thought I'd be a SAHM, it wasn't because I didn't think I'd WANT to be, but because I never thought I'd be able to be. I just grew up thinking moms worked (unless they were totally wealthy or something) and that's how it would be. Of course, my own mother did not have that option and so I guess I didn't think of it. I would LOVE to not work. But it also scares me, for several reasons, including 1) whether it will be difficult to return to work if/when I want to and 2) depending on a man for income and having no money of my own FREAKS ME RIGHT OUT. But I would definitely like to consider finding something that is 1) less stressful and 2) allows for part-time. We shall see. Fella is of the opinion that if I work for a few more years I could quit work forever, which sounds AWESOME, but I might rather quit for a few years now and go back later when she's in school. Maybe? Maybe we'll find a happy part-time medium.
So. I heard on one of my pregnancy podcasts that you should sing your baby a song every day while you're pregnant, and they will not only know your voice, but the song itself and will recognize it after they are born and you should sing it to them again in the first hour after birth. So I'm singing "Songbird," every day. Usually while I'm in the shower (so the baby will probably only recognize it if the water is running, lol) and it just popped into my head when I tried to think of something to be The Song. I hope she likes it.
We bought a rocker/recliner for the rocking/feeding, and new couches (actually a sectional) because we
10 weeks to go...
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