So remember how I posted that my neighbor agreed (months ago) to take care of willem when I went into labor... mostly because she's right next door and would be able to make sure he was occupied during the long parts of labor but there for the actual birth.
Well, last Friday she came by with her daughter and "visited." They really wanted to help by watching Willem while I went upstairs and "rested" but of course I didn't get any rest because of all the noise downstairs. Anyway, they stayed a while even after Chris came home and I was a little annoyed because willem was WAY overstimulated and cranky and I just didn't feel like having company no matter what their intentions. Then, again, to be nice, she rubbed my ankles because that's where the stim points are for accupressure to start labor... and I have to admit it was very relaxing. But then she told me that (last weekend) was the ideal weekend to go into labor... because they had plans this weekend .... uh... the weekend of my due date. WTF???
So I was like.. hehe... should I make other arrangements for willem. but she never really answered me and yes, we have family in the area who would help us out in a pinch... it's just that I really didn't want them here during me giving birth.
So now... it's Friday evening again. I got 3, yes only 3 hours of sleep last night... and each time I lay down to take a nap I get interrupted. I'm nauseated, dizzy, crampy, and pissy again. And the two of them are downstairs ringing away on my doorbell (they didn't even call first) and I really don't want to see them... or hear them, or hear willem screaming (whether with glee from enjoyment of having company or with frustration because he's still a baby who can't talk and make his needs or desires known that way) downstairs when they "send" me upstairs to rest. I really appreciate the thought, but it really pisses me off when someone comes into my space and tells me what to do (she did the same thing when she came over to help me feng shui the house... it was really sweet but she hung things according to her taste and I'm going to have to get Chris up on a ladder to change them).
I know I'm young... but I'm not that young. Don't treat me like I can't handle myself by telling me what I should do. Maybe I just don't have the balls to say, hey, I really don't like what you are suggesting. I tend to get really rude at this stage of pregnancy and I don't want to be at odds with my neighbors when all these hormones are gone.
Okay, they (the neighbors :LOL ) are gone now (didn't they get the hint when I didn't answer the first few knocks and rings?) and I feel slightly guilty but I'm going to stay upstairs and do laundry. I guess I'll just tell them I really couldn't come to the door.
Am I being purposely rude because I'm pissed about her sort of backing out of what she promised to do... or do I have the right to hide in my house when I don't want to show my face to world... actually I just don't want to hear her say that it wouldn't be convenient for me to go into labor tonight.
I'm so frustrated right now and I'm posting this because I can't call dh because our only phone is in the kitchen and there is a window by the front door they can look in and see me if I go downstairs and I can't use my cell because it's in the car....