When I'm not pregnant...

I'm going to have wine with my meals...regularly...

I'm going to bend over and pick up stuff that I've been sick of looking at for weeks/months now...

I'm going to pee less...(ha)

I'm going to sleep more... (double ha)

I'm going to sleep on my stomach again...

I'm going to stay up past the toddler's bedtime to encourage him to fall asleep in his own bed as opposed to mine...

I'm going back to my routine of sweeping, swiffering, and mopping my floors at least every week once...

I'm going to brush the dog...

I'm going to walk the dog more than 20 minutes per day, on new (old) routes through parks and trails and mini-forests, as opposed to flat sidewalks around the block and back...

I'm going to not be irritated and annoyed at every little thing as of 4 pm every afternoon...(ha?)

I'm going to keep my garden in better shape...

I'm going to stop panting everytime I walk up or down the stairs, hallway, driveway...

I'm going to clean underneath the toilet...

I'm going to paint the ceiling in the bathroom that has been chipping paint off which has provided an endless source of bitchiness everytime I visit the bathroom, which is too numerous to count...

Blah.

Progress - I think

So things are moving along, somewhat:

• electrician and B are here to do the switches, RIGHT NOW
• c-section date booked (can change it if I change my mind) for Oct 15
• hubby's interview went well today, and if/when they want a second interview he'll know by friday. THAT'S THIS WEEK.
• new chick at bank who didn't know how to do our mortgage adjustment not only figured it out (had a snarky remark for her when she called, maybe that helped a bit), but she sent the documents in the mail to prevent us from having to trek up to timbuktoo to sign the papers, and we signed them and put them in the mail today
• my blood pressure is normal, and the baby's heart beat is still normal too
• received a copy of the magazine in the mail a couple of days ago with my first published article in it! It's weird to see your name in print like that...

Let's hope we can keep the momentum going...

Pregnant brain?

I think I'm losing it with all this construction crap going on.

Why?

Because when I was alone the other day, I needed an extension cord so I could shred bank statements in comfort in front of the tv.

So I take the orange one hanging off this outlet near the furnace that looks like it ends nowhere.

Well. It did end somewhere.

I noticed today, as I put some stuff into the extra freezer down there, that the box of Eggos is all soggy.

And so is the fish.

And the other box of pizza.

I'm so pissed off at myself.

I unplugged the freezer to shred bank statements.

How idiotic is that?

I'm tired.

Pregnancy ramble

Went to hospital today for the glucose test.
Having had issues with low blood sugar for most of my adult life, I know I do not have gestational diabetes.
Must have the test anyway.
Drink the drink and sit for an hour.
Am soooo not impressed with the blood lab at hospital.
They got confused.
Mixed up names.
Forgot times.
Finally got blood taken after 1 hour wait (actually, it was more 1 hour 10 min because they confused me with someone else).
After displaying ALL my paperwork and ALL my various health and hospital cards numerous times, confusion about patient's name (me) still abounds.
Had to be extra alert, which isn't my thing after only one cup of coffee and a drink full of glucose, to make sure my name appeared on the blood vials.
Finally left blood lab.
Went to Tim's.
Had a coffee and a sugary doghnut.
Didn't enjoy it much.
Went back upstairs at prescribed time (1 hour later) to get Rhogam shot.
Sit and wait.
Pee.
Wait some more.
Hear the guy speak to the blood lab that "it's been 30, then 20 minutes, put a hussle on it".
Wait a little more.
Get up and start walking around.
Read useless advertisement.
Pee again, not because I really have to, although I always have to, just to kill some time.
Wait.
At almost lunchtime, we (hubby accompanied me) had been at that hospital for nearly 4 hours. Entire procedure (diabetes test and rhogam) should have taken less than 2 hours.
Finally get called.
Nurse comes in and asks why the long look.
Tell her we'd been here for 4 hours to get a 20 second shot.
She asks us about lunch.
We ask her what she recommends.
She recommends cool street with fantastic restaurants within walking distance to hospital.
She administers shot in my butt.
We leave.
Got to authentic Mexican Restaurant.
Eat fast, very good lunch.
Go shopping at MEC.
Go home.
Read a blog or two.
Listen to hubby rant about possible rain and help him get laundry inside.
Listen to hubby rant some more about mess in basement.
Send him out with the dog.
Feel like having a nice, cool, alcoholic drink that will lull me to sleep before toddler arrives back home from grandparents.
Have tall glass of soda water with lemon and ice instead.
Blog.
Blah.

Monkey's and acrobats

I gave birth to a monkey. The monkey is now 2 years old.






I will be giving birth to an acrobat. She is 6 months pre-birthday old.

We're having a girl

I suspected it all along.

Now we have the zoomed-in, enlarged proof from the ultrasound.

I am going to be the mother of a daughter...

I have so many questions:

How will I mother a daughter? I'm used to mothering a son.
How will I keep the frilly, pastelly pink stuff from invading my house?
How long will the two siblings be able to room together?
Will we have to move so each can have their own room?
Will she be as easy and easy-going as my little boy?
Will she have better sleeping habits than Benjamin does?

She didn't cooperate fully during the ultrasound. We have to go back to re-do some of the spine shots. But the report so far says all is normal.

What is normal?

I am going to need some time to get used to this news...

Boy or girl?

My friend is driving me crazy.

She too is pregnant, a couple of months ahead of me. She is burning to know the sex of her child because she wants another girl. But her honey wants it to be a surprised, although he is convinced it's a girl. Apparently he knows this stuff.

She's got another ultrasound tomorrow and is tempted to cheat....but she knows if she does she won't be able to keep it to herself.

I'm sooooooo the opposite. My 18 week ultrasound is in early June and I cannot wait to find out. We knew with Ben, and it was very obvious in the picture, so we hope it'll be similar this time around.

I actually think it's a girl this time. I'm partial to having another boy since we already have the stuff, but then, most of the rest of the family would be happy to have one of each. A little girl to shop for....lordy. I will have to start looking at real estate soon.

Anyway, the reason my friend is driving me crazy is because she's checking internet links to predict her baby's sex. She does me at the same time too. According to one link, some Chinese Lunar thing, she's having a girl and I'm having a boy, except she thought we conceived in January when in fact it was in February, which now means according to her link, we're having a girl too.

So....I have to wait another month. She on the other hand may see something tomorrow....

Food aversion to chocolate and coffee?

There is something weird going on.

I don't like chocolate anymore.

This doesn't mean I don't eat it. Easter happened recently and there happens to be some good quality chocolate in the house my mom gave us. I put it in the freezer, and frankly, frozen, cold, Swiss chocolate is usually HEAVENLY.

I ate some today. Didn't enjoy it. Tasted funny. Like the end piece of a mercury thermometer.

What is it about this baby I'm making that is causing all this grief? I'm almost at the second trimester, so let me get ON WITH IT.

Pa-leeese.

Then there's the coffee. Oh yes, I love my coffee. I also need my coffee in the morning. Got a toddler in the house, you know?

For the first 9 or 10 weeks of this trimester, I couldn't smell or drink the stuff. I wanted, no NEEDED it, but it tasted like scrap metal. YUCK.

My taste buds however have finally upgraded now to allow coffee consumption in the morning. What seems to help is making cappucino, with the frothy milk. Maybe add a sprinkling of cinnamon on top.

But hubby has to open the can of coffee and place the grounds in the thingy. I can't do it. It smells awful.

At least I'm back to drinking a cup in the morning though. I missed it.

Now what am I going to do with all this chocolate? Week 12 and counting....