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Showing posts with label grumblings. Show all posts
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Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Achoo and other mom-to-be grumblings

So I’m waiting for the day I wake up and feel fantastic, like I can run a marathon and then come back and tackle a beauty pageant. So far I’ve got nothing. My appetite is mostly me just hungry…but for nothing particular. I am lucky to have such a wonderful husband who has been accommodating to all my meal issues, mostly be being hungry but not wanting a darn thing in the fridge or cupboards. Love you, babe!

Achoo…I have a sensitive nose and lots of things in the air tickle it many times during the day. This I am use to, what I am not accustomed to the sensation of wanting to hold my belly while I sneeze. And if I don’t, I feel like I’m going to blow out my va-jay-jay! What the heck is all that about??? And to top it all off I was a light sneezer…I think it’s been referred to as petite. (Um, just go with it.) I hate sneezing and attracting attention and making a lot of noise, so I would do it almost incognito. Not anymore! Now I’m holding my belly and blowing houses down. It’s very attractive to see and hear.

I said I wouldn’t talk about my day to day pee escapades, but here they are. I can’t stop going and going and going. It doesn’t matter if I drink or don’t drink; I am spending half my day with trips to the bathroom. This is not fun and I don’t expect it will be any more fun when I have 7 pounds of baby fighting for room with my bladder. I think about that and cringe and honestly if I think about it too much I will end up in tears. This would be ok, because in a few minutes I will have to pee again and I can wipe away my tears at the same time.

I have a friend from college that is pregnant with her first child after several years of trying and she wants to be helpful…but instead of asking me first what my position is on certain issues I get inundated with emails full of links about articles/videos/websites that I MUST visit. And she sent me her birth plan, which freaked me the heck out! It was so detailed and honestly came across rather condescending. Or maybe that was just me? I know if I was the nurse/doctor looking at this I would roll my eyes. She wants everything to be natural, no drugs unless absolutely necessary, no time away from baby, father should be with baby if mother cannot, no bottles, sugar water, etc. I was overwhelmed by it, mostly because I’m nowhere near thinking about a birth plan. I replied that it was detailed and I was scared. She laughed it off and said it was because she was PARTICULAR. Now this made me feel like an idiot because honestly? If I could not read a thing about pregnancy and birth and let this all just happen, I would…that’s probably as far from particular as you can get. She did at least tell me she was overwhelmed by picking a stroller and baby seat out, but I don’t know if it was suppose to make me feel better or not.

And finally, we are coming close to the time to tell our folks and soon they will join you all as readers. Have we come up with a plan to tell them? Um, that would be no. We’ve been tossing ideas back and forth and while I’m game for anything, Hubby is not. (sorry Hon, but this is the impression I get) At this point I’m all for blurting it out over a meal as I ask for someone to pass the bread.