September 27, 2007

• Can’t Hardly Wait

  Oh dear Lord will this child EVER be born?  Tomorrow we’re at 34 weeks, just 5 weeks left. So we’re officially beginning the 9th and final month of pregnancy. I keep walking into Aidan’s room and playing the music from his little Indy Colts mobile and rocking my belly back and forth. My arms ache so badly for this little boy.  It’s starting to feel less strange to say the words “my son” and I’m ready to meet and squeeze the little squirt.  The fears about labor are starting to kick in like I knew they would.  Screw “au natural” this time, gimme the drugs. I learned my lesson from Caity, having babies HURTS. I had enough unexpected complications with her and by the time I decided to accept the drugs, it was too late.  So this time I’m planning in advance. Numb me up doc, I’d rather  feel like I’m holding a cocktail in my hand than pushing out a kid.

  Today was the latest doctor’s appointment and nothing new to report. I didn’t have my normal midwife today, she’s so darn booked. I got another girl who’s called a doctor, but looked and sounded like a preteen.  She was so overly chipper and excited about everything, even her step had a happy skip to it. I think if she’s my  delivering doctor, I might wrap the cord around her neck. =)

   I was reading a report on MSN.com today about women  who suspect their husbands are cheating.  It gave various signs such as grouchiness, a sudden change in appearance and lack of sexual appetite. Well shoot, if that’s the case, Derek’s having an affair on me…. with his new video game Halo 3. 

   Since we picked it up from Best Buy on Tuesday, it’s all he can talk about.   He’s been very grouchy when I interrupt him with dinner, talking, chores, etc.  His appearance has changed in the fact that he hasn’t shaved or taken a shower since we picked the game up.  He stayed up until 5:30 am playing with his friends online this morning so now he has dark circles under his eyes.  When it comes to sexual appetite, it’s non-existant. Come on, you expect him to take 20 minutes away from his new flame? And to think, I spent 60 bucks on this thing just to lose my husband forever. I can’t wait for the new toy fever to wear off. =) I guess MSN.com  didn’t take into consideration those of us who are married to gamers. It’s a good thing I knew what a geek he was before we got married and loved him in spite of it all, otherwise this would be pretty hard to take a sense of humor in.

   

  Baby Update: 34 Weeks (5 weeks to go!)

  

  Your baby now weighs about 4 3/4 pounds and is almost 18 inches long. Her fat layers — which will help regulate her body temperature once she’s born — are filling her out, making her rounder. Her skin is also smoother than ever. Her central nervous system is maturing and her lungs are continuing to mature as well. If you’ve been nervous about preterm labor, you’ll be happy to know that babies born between 34 and 37 weeks who have no other health problems generally do fine. They may need a short stay in the neonatal nursery and may have a few short-term health issues, but in the long run, they usually do as well as full-term babies.

  Bonus!

  A little something my Aunt sent me that has a great message.  (Especially for women. You know we hold grudges worse than men.)

  TWO FRIENDS WERE WALKING THROUGH THE DESERT.

  During some point of the journey, they had an arguement and one friend slapped the other one in the face. The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, wrote in the sand: “Today my best friend slapped me in the face.” They kept on walking until they found an oasis where they decided to bathe and cool off. The one who had been slapped got stuck in the mire and started drowning but his friend saved him. After he recovered from his near drowning, he wrote on a stone: “Today my best friend saved my life.”

   The friend who had slapped him and saved him asked, “After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand and now you write on a stone. Why?”

  The friend replied, “When someone hurts us, we should write it down in the sand where winds of forgiveness can erase it away. But when someone does something good for us,  we must engrave it in stone where no wind can ever erase it.”

  Learn to write your hurts in the sand and to carve your benefits in stone. (Then remember to not throw the stone at the person after writing in the sand. )

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