35 weeks down, maybe 5 more to go! I would think that with my pre-eclampsia they’d want to deliver earlier, like at 37 weeks, but I’m no longer getting that vibe from them. My obgyn gives me mixed signals. It’s annoying.
I am kind of pissed off.
Anyway, baby-related………… I need to find things to do to pass the time. My mom recently made a bargello quilt (her’s is much cooler looking than the ones on the site, I just don’t have a photo of her’s) and she explained to me how it’s made. It doesn’t sound too terribly challenging so I may give it a try. If I make a baby-sized one it won’t take too long. I’m not too concerned with precision, either. Technique isn’t my thing – I just like to make things and I don’t like it when a project takes too long. I’m a fan of instant gratification. Although, since I do not have my own sewing machine I will have to do it at my mom’s. That doesn’t bother me since I like being around her and she’s very helpful! My mommy pins things for me and will fix my boo-boos since I kind of suck at sewing.
I bought cubey shelves for Peanut’s room yesterday so that we have a place to store her crap. Babies require so much stuff it’s just unreal.
Once JuJu’s back feels better we’ll be able to get the bed and then I can finish her room and take some pictures. Yay!!
Ah, there’s that 38. Maybe time is moving more quickly than I realize. I hope so!
This week has been insane so far and it’s only Wednesday. I’m glad that I’m not working because I wouldn’t be able to handle all of this in addition to my shitty job.
Sunday night my grandpa dies.
Tuesday morning JuJu’s back goes out. OMFG what an ordeal that was! He could barely sit up let alone walk down three flights of stairs to go to the doctor. We eventually called an ambulance and they strapped him to a chair and manuevered him down the stairs. He was in so much pain and there was nothing I could do to help him and I hated it. I could tell that he couldn’t stand feeling so helpless. After we were done with the ER visit we went to my mom’s house so that we could crash on the foldout couch on the first floor of her house. There was no way JuJu was getting up the stairs to our apartment. Last night was awful. The ‘bed’ was uncomfortable and I eventually gave up and slept in one of their upstairs guest rooms. Starting this morning he got progressively more mobile and by the afternoon we returned to the apartment. He’s still in pain but at least he can walk again which is a huge leap from yesterday.
After I got him settled in at home I bailed and went to the hospital where one of my BFF’s had just had her baby. He was in the NICU so I didn’t get to see him but I got to chat with her for a little bit. Luckily the rest of her visitors had left so she didn’t have to be courteous anymore. She could talk openly with me about it and it sounds like giving birth is kind of painful and messy. I can’t wait!
Hopefully I’ll get to meet her kiddo tomorrow. He was 9 pounds when he was born That sounds kind of big to me. I bet he’s adorable.
I have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow and I’m hoping that my obgyn will be able to rotate Peanut unless she has flipped on her own. I can’t really tell.
I just want her to come out. I’m done.
Yeah, I’m pretty much ready for this to be done. I can’t take looking or feeling shitty anymore.
I started my Z-pack today. Four more days to go. If I don’t feel better soon I will go insane. My head is full of pressure.
I bought some housey stuff today at Wal-Mart and that kind of cheered me up / distracted me. I bought some drawer liners so I have a project for tomorrow which will hopefully knock out a big chunk of time. I’m still on FMLA with no word to the contrary so I need to make sure I have plenty of low-key things to do to pass the time.
I picked up the rug today and it’s perfect. I’m grateful that I can focus on something else other than Grandpa right now. I can’t handle it.
My paternal grandfather died tonight.
He has been in and out of the hospital for his heart for about three years and tonight he went in because he had an anurism in or near his heart. He didn’t make it. My dad and step-mom were driving to see him (it’s about a 6 hour drive from Dallas) in the hospital and on their way there my dad called me to tell me that he was in the hospital. My thought was ‘WHAT NOW!!’ Him being ill has been draining for everyone and if it’s not one thing it’s another.
About an hour or so later my dad calls me again. I knew it. I JUST KNEW IT. He wasn’t calling to tell me that they made it safely, or that my grandparents say ‘hi.’ He wasn’t calling to check on me to ask me about my BP which he usually does every evening. No. He was calling to tell me that Grandpa was gone.
I can’t go to the funeral because I can’t travel.
I just saw him a month ago for his 80th birthday.
I need some rest.
Another sleepless night. I am so over being sick. I did go back to bed around 9am and actually slept until 12:30-ish which was nice but obviously not enough. My left arm hurts. It feels like someone just as fat as me is sitting on my head. I hate being sick. HATE IT. It’s beautiful outside today and I want to enjoy it but I can’t. I will not be going anywhere today. I’ll just organize and admire the baby clothes. That’ll be my task for today.
I actually made this for my sister’s baby shower in ’07 but it’s so cute and kind of crass so I thought I’d share it. I need to see if I can make a knocked up Hello Kitty. Now THAT is just wrong.
I feel like shit.
My doctor’s appointment yesterday was fine. My BP was still high (146/84) and my OBGYN confirmed that I do in fact have a cold. Awesome!
Luckily I didn’t have any issues falling or staying asleep last night but as soon as I woke up this morning the coughing started and I began to feel bad again. My left ear feels like I have a plug in it and my nose is stopped up. My cough is making me gag. I took Benadryl and now I’m getting sleepy which would be okay – I love naps – except that my cough has returned which will make it hard to fall asleep. I also planned on getting my oil changed today and I would like to do that sooner rather than later but the idea of going anywhere seems stupid right now. Maybe I will just go back to bed.
Yes, let’s do that.
Last night SUCKED. I felt so achy and feverish that after a hysteric crying tantrum JuJu took me to the ER. It turned out that I had an upper respiratory infection which is something I get all the time. I got it a couple of months ago and decided not to fill my prescription which in hindsight might have been a mistake.
All I wanted was to get decent night’s sleep. I think once the ‘I can’t breathe through my nose’ symptom goes away I’ll be able to sleep properly again. The aches don’t keep me awake all night. They make it difficult to fall asleep initially but once I’m out I’m OUT. I just can’t breathe through my mouth while I’m sleeping. It sucks.
I still don’t know if I am going back to work or not. I have a doctor’s appointment this afternoon and they might not let me go back, but as of right now my company won’t let me return to work either. I’m grateful that I didn’t have to go to work this week this I’ve been sick and I haven’t gotten much sleep. I finally decided to do some cleaning today but after loading the dishwasher I was worn out. Gotta love being sick and four-million months pregnant! I really just want to sit around and organize baby stuff but we haven’t even started on Peanut’s room yet. I ordered the rug, the wall decals (it’s going to be so cool!), and most of my art projects are finished. I just don’t have the energy to get much done in a single sitting (well, if I could sit while doing it I’d get more done).
The rest of the house is messy, too. I want to knock out the laundry today but I get too exhausted too quickly. I will probably wait until JuJu gets home from work so he can help me. It goes by faster that way. Besides, he’s supposed to be taking on most of the chores anyway so I can ‘take it easy.’ He’s usually so helpful and sweet and the perfect husband but when it comes to cleaning he has to be in the mood and he’s NEVER in the mood. I’m not in the mood to do it either but I don’t like walking barefoot on dirty carpet or not being able to get a glass of water because the sink is full of dirty dishes. HELP ME. Seriously.