I weigh more this pregnancy than my two previous ones, only about 7 pounds, but it's enough. It's HOT....96-99 degrees all week with no relief in sight. Plus, I'm lucky enough to live in a humid climate, so it feels a lot warmer.
I was squatting to pick up something the other day and managed to tear a pair of maternity jean shorts right at the front panel seam. The other pair now leaves an indention on my belly and a pair of capris won't stay up over my belly any more. So all I can wear are my knit shorts and aren't they just so cute - not. It's too late to buy anything bigger, especially since we're not planning any more children.
I've frozen everyone else out of the house. Ds has to have two blankets at night and I'm sleeping with none most of the night. Speaking of the night, I pee at least 3-5 times. I've had a few nights of insomnia. One night it was from 11:30 - sometime after 4am! I'm tired a lot now. I often fall asleep putting dd down for a nap, but I still have a 5 yo ds to take care of who no longer naps, except on rare occasions. At least he stays out of trouble for the 30 minutes or so that I snooze.
No one picks up after themselves. I get a nesting urge, but can't scrub or dust or reorganize because there's daily stuff that needs to be done and kids to take care of and by then I'm too tired to nest! So I feel like so much is left undone. I just wanted to enjoy these last couple of weeks and be free of to do lists. I feel like dh has let me down in this department.
: A month ago we talked about a list of things I wanted done within two weeks so that I could just gestate in peace. All the spare time was spent playing instead and now we're spending the last weeks getting it all done. Most of his list is done, but I am having trouble getting MY list done because I'm not getting help with daily stuff. I don't want my midwives coming over with a load of dishes in the sink or toilets that need scrubbing. I can handle it if there's toys scattered about, but not the rest.
Add to the list that dh is working nights this week and I've been having to put both kids down for bed because he gets a crazy urge to do something on the list when he should be starting the bedtime routine. Then there's the poison ivy he got three weeks ago. Three appts with the family doc and one with a dermatologist, two different antibiotics (it turned into a resistant skin infection....really bad), two doses of prednisone (one minor, another heavy duty), and some cream for the skin. Yesterday he finally started to heal, but he is the BIGGEST BABY when he's sick. He's worse than the kids.
Ds has picked up some bad disrespectful habits from my 7 yo nephew. Spitting, 'hahah' sarcastic laughs, nasty looks on his face, and sticking his tongue out to name a few. So we started a reward calendar. Two stars can be awarded each day as long as he's not disrespectful during the first and last halves of the day. He gets one warning, and then the star is gone. We give him random opportunities to get bonus stars. 14 stars gets a bowling date with Dad. We'll figure out how to transition from rewards to being respectful because it's the right thing to do later. We were literally going insane and wondering what had possessed our ds.
So far we're seeing an improvement and it's less stressful on me since all I have to say is "you're being disrespectful, this is your warning" instead of escalating to yelling, which I feel awful doing and my family deserves better from me 
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Thanks for listening, ladies. Anyone else want to whine....you go right ahead. I'm feeling your pain!
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UPDATE: I just finished putting dc's to bed and I have to say just letting it all out has made me feel so much better. Like tomorrow will be a better day.
I was squatting to pick up something the other day and managed to tear a pair of maternity jean shorts right at the front panel seam. The other pair now leaves an indention on my belly and a pair of capris won't stay up over my belly any more. So all I can wear are my knit shorts and aren't they just so cute - not. It's too late to buy anything bigger, especially since we're not planning any more children.
I've frozen everyone else out of the house. Ds has to have two blankets at night and I'm sleeping with none most of the night. Speaking of the night, I pee at least 3-5 times. I've had a few nights of insomnia. One night it was from 11:30 - sometime after 4am! I'm tired a lot now. I often fall asleep putting dd down for a nap, but I still have a 5 yo ds to take care of who no longer naps, except on rare occasions. At least he stays out of trouble for the 30 minutes or so that I snooze.
No one picks up after themselves. I get a nesting urge, but can't scrub or dust or reorganize because there's daily stuff that needs to be done and kids to take care of and by then I'm too tired to nest! So I feel like so much is left undone. I just wanted to enjoy these last couple of weeks and be free of to do lists. I feel like dh has let me down in this department.
: A month ago we talked about a list of things I wanted done within two weeks so that I could just gestate in peace. All the spare time was spent playing instead and now we're spending the last weeks getting it all done. Most of his list is done, but I am having trouble getting MY list done because I'm not getting help with daily stuff. I don't want my midwives coming over with a load of dishes in the sink or toilets that need scrubbing. I can handle it if there's toys scattered about, but not the rest.Add to the list that dh is working nights this week and I've been having to put both kids down for bed because he gets a crazy urge to do something on the list when he should be starting the bedtime routine. Then there's the poison ivy he got three weeks ago. Three appts with the family doc and one with a dermatologist, two different antibiotics (it turned into a resistant skin infection....really bad), two doses of prednisone (one minor, another heavy duty), and some cream for the skin. Yesterday he finally started to heal, but he is the BIGGEST BABY when he's sick. He's worse than the kids.
Ds has picked up some bad disrespectful habits from my 7 yo nephew. Spitting, 'hahah' sarcastic laughs, nasty looks on his face, and sticking his tongue out to name a few. So we started a reward calendar. Two stars can be awarded each day as long as he's not disrespectful during the first and last halves of the day. He gets one warning, and then the star is gone. We give him random opportunities to get bonus stars. 14 stars gets a bowling date with Dad. We'll figure out how to transition from rewards to being respectful because it's the right thing to do later. We were literally going insane and wondering what had possessed our ds.
So far we're seeing an improvement and it's less stressful on me since all I have to say is "you're being disrespectful, this is your warning" instead of escalating to yelling, which I feel awful doing and my family deserves better from me :Thanks for listening, ladies. Anyone else want to whine....you go right ahead. I'm feeling your pain!
:UPDATE: I just finished putting dc's to bed and I have to say just letting it all out has made me feel so much better. Like tomorrow will be a better day.
