Thursday, April 30, 2009
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
When I’m not wearing my much-appreciated-belly-band, I walk around with my hands under my belly in a futile attempt to keep it up. The slower the steps, the better. No really, Kirk can run up the stairs and write a novel in the amount of time it takes me to walk from the kitchen to the couch.
Bending over is out of the question. The hold-your-breath-and-squat position works much better. Although it always reminds me of the “no, allow me” scene from Emperors New Groove.
If I drop something that I don’t really need right then, I usually wait until Kirk comes home and have him pick it up for me. If I do need to pick it up, I cleverly scoot together anything else on the ground with my foot into a pile so that I can pick up multiple things with one bend. I learned this last week while attempting to vacuum. I thought I’d get one last vacuuming in before the baby came – but it took 30 mins just to get things up off the floor in preparation to vacuum. By then I was too tired to vacuum and just wanted to lie down and rest. However, the bed was piled high with the stuff I’d just picked up, so all I could do was lay on the floor to recover for 20 mins. Sound pathetic? Well it is, but that’s how things get done now-a-days.
Yesterday was a rough day. I really needed to go to the store because we had no food. I thought I’d just quickly clean the bathroom beforehand. (It really needed it. I’d been staring at those mirror splatters for over a month now.) After completing that seemingly small task however, my energy was zapped – requiring a 30 min nap – after which I was hungry, but (as noted earlier) we had no food. It was like a vicious cycle. I needed food to give me energy, so that I could go to the store, to get the food, so that I could have the energy to go to the store to get the food we didn’t have!
Ah! I just want to hold my baby in my arms instead of in my belly!!!
I think pregnancy does something to emotions too – what do you think??
I never did make it to the store. Nor make food. Luckily, Kirk got home and saved me from my emotional and physical exhaustion. He soothed my sobbing cries and made some delicious pancakes for dinner. Oh, and they were gooood pancakes. Much needed.
Lessons learned: I should expect to only be able to accomplish one task per day, and do that thing first.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Friday, April 17, 2009
Oh, and I try to get things as next to free as possible. That's part of the fun.
Here is my latest addition:
I finally found the red pillows and red rug that I've been hunting for nearly two years! Yay for Goodwill!
The pillows originally from Pottery Barn: $15.
The rug from Ikea: $20 (They were asking $40, but I was able to talk it down with the manager, cause you know, it wasn't quite cheap enough for me to seriously consider).
Everything else in this picture was free thanks to family and gifts, minus the coffee table and the side table - also second hand purchases.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Friday, April 10, 2009
Saturday, April 4, 2009
So, I've had a relatively pain-free pregnancy, which I consider a huge blessing. However, I spent the last couple of days lying in bed simply because, I couldn't get up! The little guy (bless his heart), squirmed into the most awkward and uncomfortable position, causing what I would label as excruciating pain! Every time I flexed my abs (which happens more often than you'd think) I felt like my insides were on fire. Sitting down, walking, or moving at all became painful a task.
Kirk did a wonderful job taking care of me (loading me up with food and helping to the bathroom and such). I told him that I could really go for an epidural right about then, but unfortunately he was all out L As you can tell – I have an incredibly high tolerance for pain.
I knew wasn’t going into early labor or anything, but I called the hospital just ask my doctor a couple questions before the office closed for the weekend. After talking with the nurse for about a half hour, she said: “Well, why don’t you just come in to the Labor and Delivery Ward so they can do some monitoring and then send you on your way home.”
This is what I heard: “Let’s increase the pain by making you move more than necessary!!! Get out of bed (a challenge in and of itself), Go down the stairs (one of my biggest dreads since being pregnant), drive to the hospital (yeah right), and get hooked up to a bunch of machines, just so that they can tell you everything’s okay and send you home 10 minutes later!”
I didn’t feel like doing all that (I would have made myself go if I felt like it was necessary or if I was actually in labor). Instead I took a bath and felt much better. Then I ate yummy ice cream while Kirk and I watched “Hello Dolly” - a classic.
(Random Trivia: the name Dolly is a nickname for Dorothy, and was a very popular name until the thirties when it was adapted as the name of a cute child's toy - making it a hard name to take seriously. I had to look it up in one of my baby name books after watching the movie)
I’m feeling much better today by the way.