I have been entirely too concentrated on myself lately and haven't spoken about my true passion. Isabelle is growing up and becoming all the more independent. It doesn't matter where we go, but from the second we arrive, she is campaigning to stay. It starts out with, "Ok Bye Mom," when we walk in the door. Even though I'm not leaving. Then she runs to the person who actually belongs in the home and says, "I want to stay with you. Ok?" Then she refuses to accept that she has to go home with me. People probably think I beat the poor kid. I don't. I am relistening to my strong willed child book on CD and this expression of independence is supposedly very normal but I still feel bad. She always wants to do her own thing. I can't help it. She was eating some candy last weekend and I stole one from her. She watched me put in my mouth and then cupped her hand under my chin and told me to "spit it." Her voice was all stern and I thought she looked all grown up for a second. When I started laughing she said, "You can't have anymore for the rest of the day because you don't listen." Isn't that the pot calling the kettle black?
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Slighlty Uncomfortable
So I went back to the doctor, all excited to have an ultrasound and hear something to the tune of "Let's head straight to the hospital." No such luck. In fact, not one little thing has changed since last Monday. Well one thing is changing. This kid is already over 8 1/2 pounds (and still growing). After he told me that, the worst, most horrible thing came out of Dr. Oldroyd's mouth. He said, "Let's ride it out for a couple more weeks and see how things go." My face instantly fell. I know that he has no control over this baby and she will come when she's ready. But to hear that at 9 months pregnant is seriously more than I could handle. I know that he knew I was upset because he then said, "I know your slightly uncomfortable, especially with such a big baby, but it'll be over soon." My eyes immediately dropped to the floor and I refused to make eye contact with anyone, which is what I do when I feel any kind of overwhelming emotion. In my head (I always have so much more attitude inside my head!) I was screaming, "NO! Slightly uncomfortable is what you would feel if I kicked you. Or if I screamed as loud as I could into your ear. SLIGHTLY UNCOMFORTABLE is not what you feel when walking around with two bowling balls in your stomach."But I just kept my head down and my mouth shut until he walked out of the room. Then the tears started to flow. I couldn't even walk out of the room because I was so overwhelmed. And exhausted. I have the horrible feeling that this kid will make an appearance later than sooner and I just have to accept it. Even though I don't want to. I should be grateful for more time because I was able to wrap up more things at work and more importantly get things ready at home. But it's a challenge to see the silver lining when you can't sleep more than 2 hours at a time and your husband has been called back to work after only being home three days this entire month.
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Wednesday, June 17, 2009
3 cm!
Yayyy! I went to the doctor and I'm already dilated to a 3! This baby actually may come anyday now. Though the doctor did preface this next comment with the disclaimer of "some woman stay at a 3 for weeks," he did seem to think that I wouldn't have to wait that long and "it would progress rather quickly". He probably shouldn't have told me that because now my anxiety levels are up after every slight pain or movement. I keep thinking this must be it. This must be what labor feels like. But alas nothing seems to move ahead. I run to the mirror (ok so the word "run" is misleading, I couldn't really even truthfully say "move quickly") every morning to see if the baby looks like its coming down at all. Now that Dr. O said it could be anyday, this kid is going to get stubborn and wait it out. Izzy is a Leo and she actually matches fairly closely with most character traits of children born under a fire sign. So I'm ok with waiting until June 21st so this baby would be a Cancer. They say water children are more complacent. The doctor moved my ultrasound up to next Monday so that we can establish the size of this baby. I'm going to curse myself by throwing this out there, but when Dr. O saw Izzy on her last ultrasound, he induced me the next day because of her size. So hopefully I'm really close to meeting our newest (AND LAST) addition.
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Pregnancy
An Honest Attempt
I have to give my mother-in-law kudos for trying. She was very deteremind to get a picture of these three together. As you can tell, it didn't go great. These are just 5 of what must be 20+ pictures, none of which have the three kids even looking in the same direction. Braxton was the best, then Jade and then Gordy and then Izzy. Izzy has this thing with having her hand up. I have never really noticed it before but in over half the pictures she has her hand in the air. Even in past photos that have been taken professionally, she keeps her hand up. In the bottom picture, Braxton has to restrain her because she wouldn't listen. But overall, I thought they were kind of cute. When you look at all of them together, it creates a little time line of cute cousins.
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Grandparents,
Isabelle Antics,
Jade
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
The Calm Before The Storm
Jana bought Izzy some new pajamas so I thought it would be fun to take a cute picture and mail it down to her. As I was concentrating on the camera and trying to get Izzy to smile, I look up and see her leaping at me. This picture was taken seconds before she landed knees first into my very pregnant stomach. It hurt so bad that I thought I was paralyzed for life. But when you look at this picture, it's hard to stay mad because all you see is a child filled with joy. She just loves her Mom! I also have heard that strong willed children respond well to positive physical contact so I took this one for the team.
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Grandparents,
Isabelle Antics,
Pregnancy
Monday, June 8, 2009
Backwards In My Quest
So after the whole donette thing, I really was going to make an effort at being better. This morning as we were almost to daycare Izzy said, "Mommy, I'm hungry. When are we going to eat breakfast?" I completely forgot to feed her altogether this morning. She let Gordy out while I was in the shower and of course he ran off. So I was flustered looking for him and forgot to feed her. What's better nothing or donettes?
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Gordy,
Isabelle Antics,
Mommy Mishaps
Friday, June 5, 2009
Giving UP
I know this is not a bragging moment for me, but unfortunately I'm too tired to care. My mother bought Izzy a package of donettes (bottom picture) and she has become hooked. So I invested in a box that I keep in the car for breakfast. AAAAAAAAAHHHHH I know this is not good but I'm really too tired to care. The only reason I'm documenting this is so that I will be extra motivated to change. Less than one month to go!
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Isabelle Antics,
Mommy Mishaps
Monday, June 1, 2009
One Big Baby
This kid is already measuring two weeks ahead of schedule. Which I'm really not complaining about but it is making things rather tight. I feel like this little girl moves twice as much as Isabelle did. Complete strangers at work will just stare at my stomach when I'm trying to talk to them because she is moving all the time. I feel so sore because of this. I took this video to prove that I'm not crazy and that this baby really is doing flips inside my belly. My doctor says that I should start to feel a little bit less movement because there is less room available but this kid is just streching out my skin to a point where I will never recover. Such is life ;) This moving went on for 55 seconds but Chase's phone would only let me email myself 9 seconds.
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