Oh, Baby

Oh, Baby.  I am sorry that it's always so wretched right before one of you are born!  It gets harder and harder, right?  I look back on when I was pregnant with Anthony and I just - I can't believe all the time I had, I exercised every day and if I was tired after work, I just went to bed!

It's hot as hell here, still.  I knew this summer would last forever and here's my prediction about October - it will be freezing and snowy and I won't be able to leave the house for MONTHS.  We'll see.

I had a bad doctor's appointment this week.  In fact, it was so bad that I didn't even see the doctor.  It was the same JERKSTORE that was at the hospital when I had to go last week and I didn't see him then, either.  I hate to think that all OB's that are male are jerks but so far I am at almost 100 percent.  What are you doing being an OB, anyway, I think, you FREAK?  You want a vagina of your own?  TOO BAD!  I'm still mad, I guess.  But I had a 10:00 appointment and at 10:15, when I asked how it was all looking, when hundreds of women had gone in in front of me and there was no one left in the waiting room that was there when I got there, the nurses' assistant told me that he was doing an annual, then had ONE more appointment and then me.

I love my doctor but I am not going back to that practice.  I might not even go back before I have the baby.  I am sick of being treated like this, it kills me.  And then sometimes I think, well, aren't you special?  Who are you to not have to wait an hour for the doctor, like everyone else in the world?  But here's the thing - I never have to wait for my doctor, just the times that I am seeing everyone else in the practice.  Which is GOOD FOR THEM but not GOOD FOR ME.  So who cares who I think I am.  I think I am not doing it anymore . There has to be some benefits to being an old crazy mother and this is one of them, I can go around storming through the office when they make me wait and people will just think, oh, she's super old and crazy!  It's okay!

Anyways.  The baby moves a lot, I am over my stomach flu but now I have a cold.  I also, as of today, have done something to my tooth. I had a BLT for lunch today - ooh it makes me mad, I don't even LIKE bacon but it just sounded good, so I got one.  Anyways I bit down on a piece of bacon and hurt myself.  I am taking Tylenol and before I *lay my face down on my heating pad* in case it was swelling and it's somewhat better.  I am just praying that I don't have to go to the dentist.  I don't have time.

Aaaaand now Anthony is screaming and yelling so I'm going to go and check on him.  p.s. there is no way I can do this.

Ch ch ch ch changing Table

So I bought a new changing table for the baby's room. It's cute, right? I was looking for a dresser at first, either for the baby's room or the girls' room and then I'd shift it around, but I can't find one right now. I don't want to buy a new, nice, forever dresser for these kids to ruin, and the used ones I'm finding are not great so I figured I'd buy myself some time with this piece.

What else? I went to the hospital last week. I was pretty sick, with a stomach flu type thing, for a few days. By 5:00 I was a mess, contractions, sick, and then I thought it had been a while since I felt the baby. Soooooo off we went and everything was fine, but it took like six hours to figure out. As I told the nurse when I left, I'll be back on October 10 and not one second before!

I'm very eager and impatient to meet this baby. Is it a boy or a girl? What are these kids going to think? Is this baby going to be the same grumpy ass the others have? Can I do it? We'll see. 25 days.

New stuff

Today, I drove out to a fellow Indianapolis blogger's house to meet her and take some baby stuff from her, ha!  I had given her my baby tub for when she was expecting her third and she gave it back to me, along with a super cute bouncy seat, a Hooter Hider, some nursing pads, and some wee adorable clothes.  These clothes and sleepers are JUST KILLING ME.  They are so sweet and making me long to meet this baby all the more.

Anyway, it was so nice of her to offer this stuff.  I took the girls out there and they slept on the way - they haven't been napping well but it was probably a 30 or 40 minute drive so they took a little perfect snooze.  Maria and Veronica met her kids, who are both a little older than they are, it was great.  And I got to see her little 9 week old baby Liam, who was adorable and also made me more impatient to meet whoever is coming our way.

I went to the doctor this week, I've gained no weight but FOUR centimeters of fundus.  That's a lot right?  I feel it, I feel so stretched out and pushed in the OUT direction.  I can't believe I have five more weeks.  Oh I hope it goes fast.  I would rather be nursing 20 hours a day and not sleeping than be pregnant.  Check back and we'll see if that's true.

I have been joined in almost every day of this pregnancy by my pregnant friend Chrissy.  She is also having her fourth and we have the same exact due date.  It's been a real treat to share it with her, even though she is in NJ, it's nice, we talk all the time and complain about our lives talk about our pregnancies and how excited we are.  Neither of us know the sex of our babies, we are a perfect pregnant match!  Anyway, we were texting last night and I was saying how I am measuring 38 cm at 34 weeks and she wrote back 38!  You are RUINED!  We are RUINED!  I can't wait to meet the baby and find out the sex!  Ha!  My sentiments exactly.