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What we’ve been up to the last week…

May 28, 2009 By loralee 72 Comments

Every time I get a moment to curl up with my laptop I fall asleep in seconds due to exhaustion and being on a lot of drugs, so I have been working on this post for an entire week.

I’ve gotten so many lovely emails, comments, and things in the mail that I need to say how freaking THANKFUL I am to everyone. I love you all. I have also gotten a lot of different questions, so I thought I’d do an FAQ of the last very busy week. It was such a sweet, emotional time I’m not publishing a birth story, I want to keep that between my husband and myself, so this is as close as it gets.

(Very handy-dandy universal pacifier clip made by Kerflop, ADORABLE cap courtesy of Chris of Chris Knits.)

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Help, help! I’m being repressed!!

May 15, 2009 By loralee 23 Comments

You know those pregnant bloggers you can’t stand because ALL they blog about towards the end of their pregnancy is THEIR PREGNANCY? Yeah. I’m one of those. Yes, I’m still going on and on and ON about it. No, this pregnancy will NEVER END and my fetus will be attending college in utero.

I try to think up different things to write about but honestly, it’s all that is going on with me right now and when it feels like someone is doing a faceplant into your tailbone it tends to take most of your focus.

I try not to blog about the very big things that are going on with me because well, they are very big and blogging about them would be…complicated. So, I talk about the smaller things to take some of the pressure away from the others.

Like the fact that I was so tired I bumped into a clothing rack while shopping AND APOLOGIZED TO THE DAMN THING.

OR that I went to lunch with a great theater friend and talked for a long time after we finished eating. We said goodbye and she went to pay her bill while I went to use the ladies room first. GUESS WHO WALKED OUT WITHOUT REMEMBERING TO PAY?! (I went back 4 hours later. It was mortifying.)

But nothing, NOTHING is as suckitbucket as having to use a motorized cart to go shopping.

A few weeks ago, Jonathan dropped the bomb on me. He was going to WalMart to do the family shopping. I wanted to get out of the house so much. He had been away on business for a week and I really missed him. I was so lonely, the thought of having to stay at home alone AGAIN was too much.

So, I asked if I could go, too.

I get winded and tired walking 5 ft. and WalMart has nowhere to sit down in the middle of their store. Our last shopping attempts had been disasters, with him practically having to carry me back to the front of the store to sit down. But I must have looked really sad and pathetic because he said I could, BUT…

I looked at him, horrified.

All I could do was quote Monty Python at him and beg for mercy.

“I don’t want to go on the cart! I feel happy!! I feel happyyyyy!!!!”

No go. It was use the cart or stay home.

I gave in and agreed. Which is a huge indicator of my present mental state.

Sigh.

I’ve used a motorized cart before.

I had to ride on one for months after I had a huge blood clot when Christopher was born. I never got used to the looks I got nor managed to maneuver one successfully. While they are absolute life savers, I HATE THEM.

Can you tell?

Also?

This cart TOTALLY makes my butt look big.

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37 weeks

May 13, 2009 By loralee 58 Comments

Boring as hell title, isn’t it?

Sorry, I used up all my imagination and hilarity on THIS today, so you’ll have to forgive me.

My fabulous photographer friend, Brigitte, took time out of her very busy week to spend a half-hour shooting some belly shots of me yesterday. I think every pretty photo I have ever taken was due to her talent and mad camera skills.

I’ve never had photos of me taken while pregnant, so I was excited. I had plans to get my hair done (it’s been forever since I’ve been to the salon) and a buy a couple of new shirts but Christopher being home sick from school nixed that. So, I just wore some camis I had on hand and dealt with really bad roots and funky, wavy, air-dried hair with split ends.

She still made me look pretty damn good.

At 37 weeks, I am in the final stretch. The baby is thriving and weighs 6.6 lbs according to today’s ultrasound. The OBGYN told me today that I could deliver a HEALTHY baby boy at any point.

I’m not sure if I’m ready.

Scared to death would be a more accurate description.

THRILLED would be an understatement.

He asked if I wanted to induce labor at some point to make it easier on me. I said NO. My early babies have all had problems. Waiting may not eliminate that but I want him to come when HE dictates if possible.

Even though I am not willing to risk starting my labor, this pregnancy needs to end.

In a GOOD way, please.

Because it is affecting everything and I really, REALLY need to get my body, mind and hormones back in control before I destroy or damage every thing and relationship in my path.

Ugh.

I’m such a downer. Here-have some photos. It will totally cheer you up. You know, if gestating depressive women are your thing. :)