Well, I've been in a foul mood lately. Does that mean anything? I've got 4 weeks left, and I'm a major grump. I ache all over, I'm having near constant contractions/BH's/whatever the heck they are, and in the TMI department I can't tell if I'm constipated or about to have diarrhea. I feel constipated for a while, then have to run for the potty. Anyone else have this peculiar symptom? Babe is still riding high under my ribcage, transverse, breech, all over the place, but never vertex, GRRRR!!! But, I guess that means there's still room in there to move around, so that's a good thing, right?
I have a doppler which I bought when I was pregnant the first time, and I've hardly used it this pregnancy until the past couple of weeks trying to find where the actual heartbeat is. I keep praying it will be below my belly button, but it keeps staying high, so that's why I'm pretty sure we're still breech. I can almost always find it in seconds now, feel for the head, and then approximate where the heart would be and it's always where I think it is. I'm surprised I'm using it so much, honestly, as I'd vowed to not do much of that sort of thing now that I'm more educated about pregnancy. But, this niggling little fear that the Babe won't turn keeps at me.
I did manage to get some cooking done this weekend. I've got three chicken pot pies, 2 mexican lasagnas, one very large italian lasagna, 5 containers of dirty rice (which I beef up a lot so it's a main course), 6 containers of spaghetti sauce and I'm making meatballs, taco meat and something else with chicken tomorrow. I also have a couple of frozen containers of entree style soups from various cooking sessions through the past few months. My goal is to have a month's worth of meals. I know lots of people who do monthly cooking, but I honestly can't stay on my feet that long, so I'm just going in spurts. We'll get sick of the same dishes over and over again, but I know a few friends of mine will help break up the monotony, and we can always order pizza (although nobody delivers near me, so we have to pick it up...)
We got the crib put together this weekend, finally! And, it works sidecarred, which I was kind of worried about. I'm so glad all the pieces were together. It's been sitting in our garage since our move, and I was sure it would be missing something.
Now, I just have to finish going through the baby clothes, but I'm feeling less pressured than I was before.
Anyone else becoming a total hermit, too? Here's a typical day for us: up at 8:00, I put on PBS and try to doze a little while longer while DD watches the formerly very infrequently watched television, out of bed whenever I can't stand it anymore. She normally has breakfast with Daddy before he leaves for work at 8:30, so there's no big rush for me to get out of bed. Then, we lay around and read or play for a while, and around noon we put on our swimsuits and go to our next door neighbor's pool. Swim for an hour or two, home to shower, maybe take a warm bath (if the pool was cold, like today) and then nap (naked) from 2:30 to 4:00. By this point, I've decided that there's just no point in getting dressed (besides clothes are too uncomfortable anyway) so I just put my PJ's on when we get out of bed. I don't always get to sleep with her, but I do try to stay in bed and read or do something low key. Then, we're up playing for a couple of hours before it's time to get dinner ready and Daddy comes home. They play for an hour or so, we eat, then put her to bed and I collapse on the couch. What the heck is so exhausting about days like that? Tell me, cause I just don't know. But I'm worn out. I truly haven't left the house (other than the chiropractor, grocery store or the neighbor's pool) in at least a week. And, I used to be the kind of person who had something to do every single day of the week! We always had activities or playgroups, or something going on. How come I'm not completely stir crazy? I guess this must be nesting, huh?
Anyway, this is getting long.
Sorry about your mouse, Christeeny. That must totally freak you out. And, I must confess, I'm one of those that think bottles are the devil. I'm completely shocked that Motherhood is giving them out. Well, shocked is the wrong word, but dismayed or disappointed might be closer. I just don't understand why bottles have to be the universal baby symbol and they tick me off. But, that's my peeve.
It's not surprising that many of us are having marital issues right now. It's a hard time for sure. A dear friend of mine today pointed out how appropriate it is that as our time approaches we become more globe like in shape. As though nature is telling the rest of the world that we must be revolved around. I like that concept! More men should understand that. Thankfully, my husband is being pretty patient with all my garbage. I go off on him for the least little thing and he just takes it.
For example, this one has really been bugging me. Sometimes he forgets to put the toilet seat down in our bedroom bath. Now, I'm fumbling around in the dark, trying not to turn on lights for fear I'll wake myself too much and not be able to fall back asleep, rushing to pee five million times a night, and wouldn't you know? SPLASH! I need a shower. Ticks me off!!! Just when I thought I had him properly trained...
Okay, that's really long enough now. Catch you all later...