Sigh

No change. I have to go back Monday to see if there's any major changes, if not, then we'll talk about induction. I can't remember if I posted a lot about the things we went through in the beginning of pregnancy but there is at least one good reason not to let her go over the due date.

So, patooey.

And double patooey.

Toys in the Attic

I have been awake since about 4:30. A combination of aches, pains and #2's somersaults, would not allow me to fall back asleep. I have my next OB appointment at 11:30 so, I'm trying to hang in there for that. That should be interesting. Anyway, as crazy as this morning's been (and it's been crazy) it would be a good day to go into labour. I'll be too tired to get freaked out about it.

I'm just saying.

Hint, hint.

Awesome

The Japanese have built a robot that cooks.

OVER HERE! (waving arms frantically) YOU HOO! OVER HERE!

So hungry

Seriously. All the time. I had two chicken breasts with a pile of veggies for dinner about an hour and a half ago. It's all I can do not to go and make some toast with peanut butter. Good grief. I hope #2 isn't hitting a late term growth spurt. And yes, Lily takes her block's building VERY seriously. But why does it look like she has 8 fingers? (on the one hand)

Do two year olds gain some kind of get-into-everything super power? It's frightening. Lipstick is the least of it. Nothing is safe or sacred. I'll tell Lily "don't touch that". She'll say "okay" as her hand is reaching back out to grab whatever it was, yet again. I read that kids don't really gain impulse control until they're 3 or 4. No kidding.

I have another doctor's appointment tomorrow. Hopefully, I'll get some good news. It's ridiculous how jealous I am that my friend gave birth last night. Granted her due date is tomorrow. It's funny how worried I've been about where I'm going to go into labour. I never considered (until now) that I might go over my due date. Isn't that an awful thought???

Harrumph

I don't want this to sound like sour grapes, because I'm very very happy for her, but one of the ladies I know who's pregnant gave birth last night. I'm SOOOOOOOOO jealous.

Sigh

I'm still here

I feel like if I don't blog a little every day, y'all will think that I'm in the hospital having a baby. No such luck. Maybe we should start a baby pool. Although, I don't honestly know how those things work. I never win them so I think there's some kind of hustling going on.

I am good at cake walks.

Yesterday, Lily was trying to thunk me in the head with a pillow. She picked up a heavier pillow (for Pedro's big old head) and heaved it up over her head with such force that it just kept the momentum going and she went over backwards. Oh, she landed on a pile of other pillows so she was fine. The bed almost wasn't as I could hardly keep myself from lizzing*.

Oh and I bought some pull up pants that turn cold when wet. I forgot about this and didn't understand why Lily told me she was cold this morning. Pedro had to remind me. ha! She still refuses to go on the potty. I get her to sit on it but she doesn't want to do anything in it. SIGH I just have faith that we'll get there eventually.

*laughing + wizzing

Well, that was weird

I just spent a strange night of cleaning. I cleaned out the fireplace, scrubbed crayon marks off the wall, and cleaned the kitchen. And then I was like, that's it? What else can I do? I thought "nesting" was folding baby socks or something.

Oh gosh. I'm watching this movie called Murderball. I know, it sounds questionable but it's about quadriplegic rugby. It's fascinating. And it keeps on making me cry.

Anyway, Lily has been a pistol today. She shook milk out of her sippy cup into one of her bowls and gave it to BG to drink. I appreciated her thoughtfulness and intelligence but not the mess. You know? It's not really something you can get mad over. She's just growing and changing and driving her parents nuts. :)

Better

I am feeling better now. I am hungry as all get out. Well, not right this second. I had a good portion of a large burger. :) Let's see what you do with THAT GI tract. :P Great, now the gauntlet has been thrown. I'd better go and restock the toilet paper just in case.

Yes, I've been looking at old Lily baby pictures today. I'm trying to remind myself of what I have to get ready for. Really, babies are a lot easier than toddlers. A cupboard door was busted off of its hinges last night. I raced into the kitchen to find Lily on the floor, looking shocked and the cupboard door in tears. I guess she tried to stand a little higher on the door. She's fine. The door is awaiting burial.

I just had a memory! Yes, kiss that clump of neurons good-bye. I remember leaving the hospital with Lily. Pedro was trying to get the car seat in (always a good idea to do that BEFORE you're trying to leave the hospital) and the nurse and I were moseying on down. I'm not sure why, but there was an untidy gaggle of old people in the lobby who descended upon poor Lily like locusts on some baby wheat. She was in the cart thing. I was too tired, so the nurse ran interference with the oldtimers. She was the best nurse ever. Seriously. I was spazzing over not having enough milk for Lily and having to break down and use formula. She looked me in the eye and said whatever decision I made for my family was the right one. *sniffle* That comment has really helped me over the years. Mostly when I give Lily ice cream for dinner. ha!

But anyway, when the heck am I going to have this baby???!!!

Ugh

Well, I'm definitely not feeling great today. I don't know what that means. In the last two weeks I was pregnant with Lily, I slept 9 hours a night with 2 to 3 hour naps each day. Now, I'm lucky if I get two hours of sleep at a stretch. I mean at night. :P My stomach (and other parts) are so off today. I just wish there was some kind of formula. 24 hours of nausea X weeks pregnant = however many hours til labour starts. Obviously, this formula has flaws but I just wish there was some kind of rule. And there isn't so, sigh.

I'm trying to get some last minute things done. Vacuuming, laundry, dishes. Just in case the rescue squad has to bust down the door, I don't want them to think I'm messy. Cuz that's what's important, right?

Here's what's important:

And I hope #2 gets here soon. (In case you guys get confused - that's an old pic of Lily after she was born)

Directions

So last night, I asked Lily to take her bowl of strawberries to the kitchen sink. This is a pretty simple request that she can handle. This morning, I didn't see said bowl in sink. No big deal, I thought, it's somewhere. To be fair to Lily, I didn't say WHICH kitchen sink.



I'm having an okay day today. I had bad insomnia last night, so I got Lily up extra early and we were able to have a morning nap. It refreshed me enough to run out and do some errands. I'm not sure if it was that weird movie or just all the things I have coming up in the next couple of weeks.

Also, please note g-pa that Lily has told me that she wants to see "dada", a few times this week. Then she mentions Memo, but she always says dada first. :)

Weird

I'm about to watch Tideland, about which I've read some really mixed reviews. I'm also not so sure that I'm going to keep down my fried chicken. I'm so ready to have this kid. I know they say that babies are easier to take care of inside, but my insides are pleading uncle. The baby seat has been cleaned up and it's ready to go. It's been tough keeping Lily out of it.

Anyway, since I can't keep my mind on anything I think I'll just post some pictures.

Today at the Doctor's Office

Me: Lily look at the pictures of the cute babies! *pointing to the wall*

Lily: Awwww, cute babies. I don't want one.

Me: hrmph



I'm not much more dilated but the effacing has started and I was in a lot of GI distress this morning so my body's starting to prep itself. whew I almost cried talking to the dr this morning because I was sure my water had broken. She did a few tests and no. It's part of the "cleaning". eww

Baby Zombie

Lily and I had a lot of errands to run today. At first, I thought we'd have a fun day out and then I remembered the three things that I forgot to do last week. :P So Lily bit me. On the leg. At the bank. Good grief. Pedro made us breakfast this morning so it's not like she wasn't fed. Sigh.

We managed to get everything done today. Poor Lily was so tired she took her blankies in the grocery store with her and tried to settle down in the cart. I could relate - trust me. I was just sitting here thinking "let's go baby, it's time to come out". Strangely enough, nothing happened. :P

Also, is anyone else looking forward to Evil Snow, or Snow Dead, or Dead Snow. Whatever it's called. The zombie Nazi comedy/horror film with Jim Carrey? It's funny that yesterday I was complaining to a friend about how much I hate romantic comedies. How I find them unrealistic. But zombie movies are awesome! I think they cater to an under used, extremely violent part of my brain, that wants to go around crushing skulls. And hey they're already dead!

Also, the hospital admissions people had better start answering the phone or I may pretend they're all zombies.... ooh Maybe they are. The apocalypse has started!

whew

I feel like I'm edging ever so much closer to my due date. I get so excited when my back hurts - it can be a precursor to labour? But then the pain goes away. Sigh.

I can't remember if I mentioned what Lily does in the car. I try to keep a soft blanket in there. I noticed when we drove to NC how nice it was to have something to snuggle with when trying to rest/sleep. So when Lily and I come home in the afternoons from a long day out, I hear her take off her shoes and fling them to the side, then she grabs the blanket and tucks it in all around her. :) It's adorable. I honestly take such pleasure in watching her pamper herself. You know?

I'm trying to organize my shopping trip but my brain is just not cooperating. I think I'll just have to saddle up and see where we go. I wanted to get some cheap sheets at Target, but then I really looked closely at them and thought, those are so ugly. AND I have some pillow cases from there that are pilling! Isn't that the word? Getting those ugly little bumps. Which are not comfy to sleep on. So sorry, Target, I'll be getting my sheets from BB&B. Where they seem to understand a girl's need for comfort. hmpf (And I have a coupon) ha!

Sometimes

I feel good. Like right now, #2 isn't squishing the heck out of some internal organ, I've been snacking on some rather yummy triple creme brie, and Lily's actually been listening to me today. I feel... calm? Satisfied? Unworried? I'm not like this often and I have a pork tenderloin to deal with momentarily.

Since I haven't taken any new pictures lately (not sure where the camera is) I thought I'd put up some pics that Stacy took of us. I've added a few more things to my hospital bag: swimming suit (they have jacuzzi tubs - not 4 birthing), hair bands and deodorant. I know, I'm so glamorous. Doesn't Lily look cute though? I love her in brown and pink for some reason. Maybe because it's cute but not too girly?

We're still no closer on a name for #2. I remember someone telling me about a couple they knew that still hadn't named their baby a month after it was born. I thought, jeesh, slackers. Now I'm worried that I might be in the same boat. I do like the name Celeste. Pedro said it reminded him of the freezer section. Sigh.

Please note: if you want your fancy French brie to last a while, do not have it out when your hungry husband gets home.