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Tuesday, October 31, 2006Some Halloween Trivia........brought to you by none other than theee WINNER of The Great Pumpkin Lord James Halloween Giveaway!!! ME!!!! HAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA I'm officially a Pumpkin Minion! P.S. DON'T click the link for the answers until you read the trivia first. CHEATER!
1.The holiday we now know as Halloween dates back over three thousand years. Who started this whole thing and what was it called? 2. The Romans also celebrated at the same time of year, by worshiping a Goddess who was the symbol of the Apple. Who was this Goddess? 3. Christians where not really in favor of the celebrations of this day, so in return they created what holiday? 4. Why are Bat's and Owls associated with Halloween? 5. In Mexico what do they celebrate on All Souls day? 6. American Halloween was started by a colony in what State or region? 7. John Carpenter's Halloween takes place in what City, State, & Year? 8. The American Jack O Lantern is carved from a Pumpkin, what did they carve in the old world? (Added by me) And what was Jack o Lantern's original name? 9. In the classic It's the Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown, Linus learns that he should not talk about three things with people. What are those three things? 10. (Also added by me) Also in the classic It's the Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown, why did Lucy say that she was dressing up as a witch?  Count Barnabus Von Sparrow in the flesh! ----- No idea what I'm talking about? Guess your not a Russ Reader, huh? Well....if not...you should be! Labels: Holidays  
Monday, October 30, 2006It'll never be the same again...What does that statement mean anyway? Cause when is it ever the same again, anyway? NEVER! Althea is full out walking. In fact, she's almost at the jogging pace now. She never wants to sit still or crawl again. She spends her days just doing laps around the house. From the living room to dining room to kitchen, down the hallway to her room then back down the hallway to the living room. Rinse and repeat. I'll definitely be losing that last couple of pounds within the next month or two, cause I thought she was on the move before....well now she really is!  All of a sudden Saturday night it dawned on me: We will never be able to stop her from walking, again. This isn't a faze. It's never gonna get easier...it's only harder from this day out! You would think that's a silly thing to realize. Like, uhhh YEA....of COURSE! But really? It hit me like a ton of bricks. She's a walker! And soon she'll be a runner! And within the next year she'll have the energy of a million suns - aka a two year old! Also, when am I gonna learn to shut my mouth when it comes to things I know nothing about? I read a post by Izzy Have Kids Will Party? where she talks about how hard it is to be able to go out to parties with a toddler. (See, I linked! *pats self on back*) In my completely naive opinion I wrote a comment on how we do it all the time. We bring Allie with us, and try and stay over at our friend's house and just put her to sleep and continue to hang out. Yea, well that's fine when you talking about a baby. Not a toddler! I realized this last night when Mike and I went across to my neighbor's house for dinner. They have no kids, so of course their house is not childproof. Well, having a toddler in a house that's not child proof isn't fun. Mike and I spent the whole time walking after her while she did laps around the house trying to pick up every nicknack and breakable within her reach. Wow am I tired! I'm totally new to this whole parenting a toddler business. It's funny, you know that your kid's title changes. Infant - Baby - Toddler, but you don't really grasp what that means till it happens.  I think the expression - It'll never be the same again - HAHA understatement of the century!
Friday, October 27, 2006RulesGo check out Dad said Mom said for this weeks post and see how Jenn (not me) is ruling John' s life. HAHA At least as far as HE's concerned!!! Thursday, October 26, 2006Bibliography:Amalah. Confessions of an Anti-Dentite. January 2004. . . . . . Notes: While searching for pictures online for my last post . . . . . I noticed that Amalah had a post once that had the word . . . . . Anti-Dentite in the title. But it comes from a Seinfeld episode . . . . . not her, so RELAX! Dooce. "Writing about my feeeeelings". October 2006. . . . . . Notes: Also, I'm sure that I have to give props to Dooce . . . . . just for coming up with the idea of blogging, and so there . . . . . ya go. Oh, and incase ya didn't realize it....I think this whole thing about plagiarism and stealing other blogger's ideas and writing styles is getting a little.....I don't know..... over the top. I mean really. Unless you are stealing actual paragraphs and trying to make them your own or pretending to be someone your not so that you can use other people's ideas, then whatever!! (If you ARE doing that....then yes...your an ASS) There really isn't much that's original these days folks. If I'm reading like 15 - 20 blogs and then I feel the urge to write a post about something because I read about it, or something that made me think of it, I'm not going back through all those blogs to figure out who inspired me to write it. That's what writing is all about! Geting inspired by the world around you and then writing it in your own words. Even the greats get there inspiration from somewhere. Speakin of......Rockstar Mommy had the word MONO in her title the other day!!!! That's it, I'm suing her ass!!!!
Wednesday, October 25, 2006Anti-DentiteThe first time any child goes to the dentist is always a little traumatic. The first time I went to the Dentist I had 14 cavities. 14!! I'm not even sure I knew what that meant at the time. Soon enough I realized it meant that the hate-hate relationship I've had with any and all dentists was about to begin. 14 cavities filled. Two front teeth than needed to be bonded due to some medicine I took when I was younger that gave me little ridges. The dentist fucking up the bonding, so and I had to get them taken off and then put back on. Couple more fillings, maybe a root canal. All before leaving gradeschool. My parents made me brush my teeth and floss and all that crap, so it wasn't that. I just got blessed (HA) with sucky teeth. It's genetic I guess. When I became a teenager I rebelled against a lot of shit, as did most people. The dentist being one of them. I would have arguments with them and they'd kick me out of their office deciding they didn't want to be my dentist anymore, which was always fine by me. Every time I started going again, it would take over my whole life. I'd have appointments once a week, sometimes more for months at a time. I'd get sick of it and bail on the appointment, which always started the fighting between me and the receptionist. I'd end up calling her a bitch and bang another dentist bites the dust! Dental Freedom Ensued!!  Anyway, I'm not a teenager anymore (understatement of the century) but I still hate the dentist. I just hate starting the whole process! I walk in and I have to give the whole disclaimer. "I have horrible teeth. Ever since I was a kid....bla bla bla.....I have insurance (which covers practically nothing) but not a lot of disposable income to do anything fancy....bla bla bla. They take a look and go - OH!! and take 14,000 xrays. Then they go to the receptionist and say something funny like - Jenn will be living in our office for the next couple of months, but you can start by making her 4 or 5 appointments. *chuckle**sigh* uh...ha ha ha....never heard THAT one before. Watch me NOT laugh! *rolls eyes* Anyway, my wonderful husband made me an appointment for the dentist a couple of weeks ago. He said that he'd make himself one too so that we can both go. So I went. And it was the same ole thing, the whole disclaimer about my past, the 100 xrays, and even the little joke with the receptionist. They made me 4 appointments, in 3 weeks. One I cancelled because I was sick, and the second one was last night, and the next one is already tomorrow. I pretty much spent the entire second half of the day yesterday trying to think of ways I could get out of going:
I was in and out in 25 minutes. I'm such a freakin WUSS!
Tuesday, October 24, 2006Don't have Mono......just regular old tired.So I don't have Mono. yay! But my blood tests show that I'm anemic. *rolls eyes* Whatever. I've always been a little anemic ever since I can remember. The doctor wants me to come in and "discuss" my results....bla bla bla Acting like he just figured out something ground breaking. Good thing I'm not still living at home with my parents or my mom would be making liver for dinner every other night like she used to do to me when I was a teenager and anemic. Lentils, spinach, steak, liver......it's shocking I actually still will eat any of those things. So yea, I guess I should start taking my vitamins again, huh? That, apparently fixes everything. So I got all this crap floating around in my head since I haven't blogged for what seems like ever! Nor have I really had time to read all the 8 million blogs I normally read. But lets see.....Oh yea......I obviously got Allie's professional pictures done ages ago. If you went to Dad said Mom said to read Mike & my post this week you saw the Tinkerbell picture....which is adorable! That one isn't even my favorite.....this one is:
It doesn't look great cause it's scanned, but doesn't she look like she's having so much fun? LOL Anyway, my mother was gonna have a Halloween party this weekend but now my father is putting the six on it.........*sticks tongue out* He's no fun!!! So now I don't know if I should move the party and have it at my house, or what. Maybe it's too late and a party with only a couple of people isn't fun....especially if I force people to dress up. WHICH I WILL!!! Cause it's freakin Halloween....and it's not only for kids!!! DAMN IT!!! Any adults out there still celebrating Halloween? And if I do have the party, any ideas for an easy costume for my husband who doesn't wanna dress up?
Friday, October 20, 2006I'm over HEYA now!Not much to say here, but a whole lot to say over here.
Thursday, October 19, 2006Q: Have you been feeling extra tired lately?A: HAHAHAHA................Oh. Your serious? So, Im sick, again. Which most of you know, since I can't shut the fuck up about it. I thought I had strep. White spots on my throat, really swollen glands, slight fever, chills, but no cold symptoms. So I went to the doctor last night after work, cause after the "warning" from my boss I've been taking lots of meds and suckin it up and going to work. So they take the strep test (which now only takes like 5 minutes) Doctor comes back into the office: Doctor: So, You have a sore throat? Me: Yea....(ramble off symptoms). I also have a 1 yr old in daycare so I've been getting sick a lot. Dr: Oh yes, the daycare germs! So......why do you think you have strep? Me: Well, I've had it before and it kinda feels like it. Dr: Do you know anyone with strep? Me: No, but apparently I just need to know someone who knows someone that thinks they might have strep and I get it. Dr: Well do you know someone who knows someone? Me: *laugh* I don't know! Dr: Well, your test came back negative. Me: Ok (meanwhile he's checking my throat and all my glands) Dr: Have you felt extra tired lately? Me: HAHAHAHAHA, didn't I just tell you that I have a 1 yr old!!! Dr: Oh, right. Well, have you ever had Mono before? Me: uhhhh no. Why? Do I have Mono now? Dr: That's what I'm leaning towards. I need you to take some blood tests. Me: ohhhhh kaaaaay, now? Dr: No, she's not here now....you can just stop by in the morning - no appointment - and get it done. (cause I have time to just "stop by" in the morning.) Me: ok, when does she come in? Dr: 9am. Me: oh...........well, when does she leave? Dr: 1:30pm Me: OH..........ummmmmm Dr: Why you got something to do? Me: Yea....ummm work! Dr: OH Your not going to work with that! Me: oh....................kay.................. Dr: Need me to write you a note? Me: oh kay. Dr: Today is Wednesday.......no work (while he's writing) Thursday and Friday. Me: Do I really need both days off? Dr: Just because your loading yourself up with Advil to feel ok, doesn't mean you ARE ok.....you can not go to work like that! Me: Fine. So....if it IS Mono, then what? Dr: Well, there is no cure. You just have to.... Me: HAHAHA!! Your gonna tell me that I have to rest aren't you? Dr: Yup. Me: Greeeeaaaaaaat!!!! If I have Mono, I'm going to have it forever!
Wednesday, October 18, 2006Cause I just can't talk about being sick anymore....Tagged by the lovely and talented Black Belt Mama Three people who make me laugh:
Three things I can do:
Three things I can't do:
Three things I'm doing right now:
Three things I want to do before I die:
Three things I hate the most:
Three things that scare me:
Three things I don't understand:
Three skills I'd like to learn:
Three ways to describe my personality: *thinks* *thinks* *thinks* *emails husband* " So hey, what would be 3 ways to describe my personality?" Response:
Three things I think you should listen to:
Three things you should never listen to: I had a hard time with this, cause I feel you should listen to everything. Doesn't mean you should take it to heart....but listen and know what's going on.
Three favorite foods:
Three beverages I drink regularly:
Three shows I watch a lot: None of them are on right now, but....
Three people I'm tagging to do this:
Tuesday, October 17, 2006I'm not crazy I'm just a little unwell...Actually......I think I'm crazy too. <'vent'> Alright this is getting fucking ridiculous! I'm sick again! AGAIN! Allie had another ear infection. Apparently she never got rid of her first one, the antibiotics just kept it at bay and as soon as they ran out it came back twice as strong. *sigh* So now we have better antibiotics. Antibiotics that are so strong and work so well that she has diarrhea! (aren't ya glad you stopped by today?) She's feeling a little better now....except the amount of shit (no pun) that I have to pump her with in the morning is a little disheartening to me. I hate medication, and I feel like everytime the poor little thing turns around I'm giving her antibiotics/motrin/pediacare. When will it end! Then yesterday I start to feel like I have a stiff neck. No big deal....Allie slept with us the night before so that's enough to give anyone a stiff neck, then....THEN, my throat feels swollen. So I look in the mirror and I have white spots on my throat. WHITE FUCKING SPOTS! So what does that mean, I have strep throat now? (Doctor appointment tomorrow 7:30 pm) Meanwhile I was just at my girlfriend's house helping her, she just had a baby (6 lbs 1 oz - soooo little and soooo cute). She also has a 15 month old. So that's great......now I'm spreading my sickness to poor little unsuspecting children. Wanna hang out with me? Come on, get down with the sickness! <'/vent'>
"Hey mom, if I hold my lips together REAL tight like this, maybe I wont get sick!!!"
Friday, October 13, 2006And then there were 10
Hi, I'm not going to be able to come in today. My daughter is sick. Yes, again. I know it's Friday and all, but she's got a fever of 102.8, so as you can tell I will not be able to send her to daycare, and will have to take another sick day. I realize that you JUST talked to me a couple of days ago about taking too much sick time, but just like I told you during our talk, unfortunately it's unavoidable. I understand that even though "technically" as an analyst I have unlimited sick time, that this is just a term that the company likes to use in order to persuade you to take LESS time than you normally would. Then, once you get close to 10, they have a nice talk with you. I should have expected our talk the other day, since I have 9. As you also pointed out during that talk, last year while pregnant, I had close to 10 as well, and this is becoming a pattern. I was thinking about why my daughter is always sick, and decided it's your fault. First I only breastfed her for about 6 - 8 weeks. Yes it was hard, but mainly I had to go back to work after 8 weeks because your maternity leave is practically non existent, and it didn't seem as if you were going to make it easy for me to pump. The bathroom stall, apparently is a great pumping spot. AHEM Second, you gave me the run around about working from home. And if I WAS working from home on the days needed, then my daughter wouldn't be in daycare getting sick every other week. Let alone the fact that I'd be getting more work done, since we keep laying people off and not rehiring, and I'm doing three people's job already, plus I'd be happy......go figure! Anyway, that's neither here nor there. I'm not coming in today, so.... *shrug* Do what you must. You wanna fire me? Well, it might suck for a couple of minutes....then I'll realize that YAY, no more working here! Well, at least until the mortgage bill comes. And then, well........then I'll have to figure something out. But yea....see ya Monday. Regards, Jenn Maniacal
Wednesday, October 11, 2006Multimedia ExtravaganzaI have Cake pictures! AND I have a video of WALKING! Dun dun daaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!! The walking video is actually old, and she's walking wayyyyyy better than that now already....but hey what can I say I'm slow!    
Monday, October 09, 2006So, my baby is one...Every month I write a post about all the things that Althea accomplished that month from eating to crawling to taking her first step. This first birthday, however, feels like it's more about Mike and I than her. We made it. We made it through a whole year of being parents, and we did a damn good job! We didn't freak out or fight with each other due to lack of sleep. We discussed issues and questions we had concerning her and didn't make any rash decisions just like we said we were going to. We didn't become hermits and hide away in the house afraid to bring Allie with us anywhere. We've dealt with puking, diarrhea, and diaper rashes that would make you cringe. We've dealt with 6am being our new wake up time, and 10:30pm being our new sleep time. Shockingly enough I smile, occasionally, at 6:30 in the morning!!!!! SMILE! BEFORE COFFEE!! And lately before even SUN! You might be thinking....yea so? That's what your supposed to do. But you don't understand. We are basically newlyweds! Our First Anniversary was only a couple of months ago! Whenever I would hear of couples getting pregnant and then getting married I'd cringe. Oh man, I'd think, that's gonna be hard! Getting married is hard enough to adjust to, but add on all the strain from having a baby and forget it! For some reason though, I always thought that it was gonna be fine. I figured we could get through anything. So far so good. I know you guys must constantly be rolling your eyes due to all the constant singing my darling husband's praises, but like I said....we're all newly weddy....so I'm allowed! SO SHUSH! =oP Maybe in like 5 years I'll have a list of things that I can bitch about. LOL Birthday Party Post for tomorrow......but I'll leave you to revel in the awesomeness that is (was) Althea's birthday cake that I made that came out awesome, and also tasted pretty damn good if I do say so myself! Complete with vanilla pudding and "nanna" filling!
As my good friend Bean and I always say when we are happy with ourselves or each other - LAA!
"Thanks for all the Birthday Wishes, Internet!"
Friday, October 06, 2006One Year Ago Today - Part 2Real quick...some blog pimpage: It's Friday so go visit Dad said Mom said and go read Jennster & Point's post! And don't forget about my renter, The Pink Diaries! She's gonna do a Halloween Costume Contest! I know I'm in, are you? ok, on to the Birth Story..... **....really it's one year ago today into tomorrow*** ***Continued from One Year Ago Today - Part 1***
T - Minus 6 hours!!! So today is the day. I go into the hospital at 3pm, and have my c-section set for 5pm. By the end of the day I will be someone's mommy!! It's so weird to have an appointment to do this, AND for it to be so late in the day! This is going to be the longest day of my life I think!!! I've been planning for a vaginal birth this whole time, I'm not sure I know what to expect! Well, I'm sure it will be fine..I'll be in the hospital till Tuesday I think...so I'll tell you all about it then....Wish me luck!!! Friday was the longest day of my life. I sat at home.....alone.....trying to come to terms with the fact that I was going to be someone's mommy by the end of the day! Mike came home early. I was freaking out. I was worried about getting the local and being numb and just the WHOLE THING. I had too much time to think about it. I think sometimes it's better if it just HAPPENS. We got to the hospital at 10 to 3pm. They wheeled me up, and gave me a gown and Mike scrubs and stationed us in a room that looked like a closet with a bed, a TV, and a shared bathroom. We sat in that room for 4 hours! In the first hour I got an IV, and they shaved me (nice, right?) and asked me some questions, but after that we just sat there. Apparently there were other c-sections, EMERGENCY c-sections that needed to go first. I was petrified. I wanted to be like, "Ummmm ya know what? I think I'm just gonna go home....nevermind. I'll be fine!" Everyone kept calling and asking if there was a baby, we kept saying...NO! My parents and Mike's mother have been in the waiting room now for 5 hours! But the Yankee Game was on and it was the playoffs, so it kept us entertained. I was having some pain, but I was having false labor for the past week, so no big deal. I was hooked up to the fetal monitor, and I started to realize.....ummmmm I'm having contractions!! They were very early contractions...but STILL!! The nurse came in and with a huge smile...I said "I'm having contractions!!!!!! Does that mean something?!?!?!" She looked at me like.....THOSE little teeny contractions are NOT CONTRACTIONS!!! Your still going in for the section. Finally at about 8pm, they brought me in. Alone. Without Mike. He wasn't allowed in until I was all set up and numb. I remember thinking the table was so narrow. It was like the width of a weight bench, it didn't look comfortable at all. Have they looked at the size of my ass?? It was also in the shape of a "t" so my arms could stay straight out on either side. I made all the nurses promise me that they wouldn't tie me down. I heard they did that. They said as long as I don't move....they wont tie me....DEAL! I got the needle in my back. It hurt but not as much as I thought it was going to. I forced the nurse to hold my hand. (I'm such a baby) As I laid down my legs already started to get numb. It wasn't as freaky as I thought, there was too much other stuff going on. While they were hooking me all up, Mike came in. They sat him in a chair next to me, and he held my hand and asked me if I was ok. Now that he was there, I was. There were two doctors. One was my regular OB and the other I never met. They started. I didn't even feel it. Mike was trying to distract me so I wouldn't pay attention, reminding me to breath. I was listening to the nurses and doctors. I heard them say they needed to make the incision bigger. Then they were talking about her being so big. My doctor told me they were going to push a little on my stomach to try and get her out. The nurse started pushing....nothing. Then both nurses started pushing....still nothing. I was having trouble breathing, because they were pushing on my diaphram. One doctor and two nurses are now JUMPING on my stomach trying to get her out. I see Mike's eyes get real wide. I keep asking what the problem is. He gives me a fake smile and says nothing. (Turns out both my heart rate and Allie's started to go down, and he could see it on the monitor behind me). I was coughing and coughing cause of all the pushing...it hurts, but because of the numbness it's a weird type of hurt. Finally I feel some pressure and moving around in there....and she comes out. *SIGH OF RELIEF* The nurse says to me and I quote: "I think you just gave birth to a toddler!" She was 8lbs 13oz and 20.8 inches long and she wasn't born until 9:03 pm. They wrapped her up and gave her to Mike. Her face was all swollen, but she was adorable! She looked like my grandfather! LOL Her eyes were wide open and she was moving her head around like 5 minutes after she was born! I couldn't hold her until they were done closing me up, but Mike was holding her and showed her to me. Then they took her into the nursery, and Mike went with her. Then I laid there while they put me back together. Finally they rolled me into recovery, Mike came back in without the baby. My parents and Mike's mother came up to see me in recovery. Mike brought them to see the baby through the window, meanwhile I've still yet to hold her. That part sucked! I didn't get to hold Althea till almost midnight, and she was born at 9pm. There were no rooms (it was a busy night) and they couldn't bring the baby into recovery. Finally when I did get a room it ended up being a private one (so it was kinda worth it...kinda). Finally when they did bring her in all I kept thinking was WOW, this perfect little baby was inside of me! Crazy!  Mike stayed over that night on a fold out couch thingie. The nurses came in and bothered me like every 5 minutes...so there was no sleep that night. Then the next night....Mike went home to deal with the 6 inches of water in our basement (on no sleep whatsoever) because it not only rains on every special occasion we have but it POURS! We've talked about this before. Anyway, the second night I was alone. And truthfully it was nice. They brought her in to me every three hours to eat (or to attempt to breastfeed even though my milk didn't really totally come in yet...ya know back in the first day or two when breastfeeding was easy and you thought - pssshaaw this is no big deal!). And those middle of the night times were amazing. It was just me and her in there and she was always wrapped up tight with her little head stickin out the top, eyes always wide open lookin at me. This picture, that I took with my camera phone, at about 4am that night is still my favorite picture. It brings me right back to that time.
Thursday, October 05, 2006Thursday Thirteen........Reasons Why I'm a Bad Landlord.....no wait.....that's not supposed to be the title. But I am a bad landlord, cause I've had The Pink Diaries as a tenant for at least a day or two and I've yet to even mention her. And I ususally say something on every post....or at least almost every. *shakes head in disappointment* I think all that beer (ha, all that beer = 1) clouded my memory! Yea yea that's it!! Anyhoodle....You should go visit Kailani over at The Pink Diaries. First of all how cool is that name?! I love it! And she lives in Hawaii (jealous) and she's got two beautiful daughters. Her and her husband are both flight attendant, and they have stories! Ok, on to my Thursday Thirteen.....oh BTW...I stole this Thursday Thirteen Banner from her. She's got like a dozen or more awesome TT banners! Thanks Kailani!
Wednesday, October 04, 2006Wednesday 12:08pm! Wednesday 12:08pm! Originally uploaded by faeriegirl515. Let me just take a little break from Mommyblogging for a second to say that it's barely noon on a Wednesday, and I'm sitting at my desk enjoying an Amstel Light. Sweeeeeeeet!!!!!
Tuesday, October 03, 2006Separating the Tomboy from the Men.Eric and Jill's post from Dad said Mom said inspired me to write this. It started as a comment and then it just got too damn long I thought it conveniently fit in this weeks theme of my 1 year anniversary of being a mother, and Allie's birthday. I was always a "one of the guys" type of girl. Even as a kid I was a Tomboy. Most of my friends were guys (now I'm friends with their wives too). We talked about sports, drank beer, played video games, watched action flicks, went camping, no girlie sissy talk of emotion. In fact, I barely even HAD emotions.....YUK!
Guys go through a huge change as well in becoming a father, don't get me wrong. But there is nothing more fearful (also wonderful) about having another person growing inside of you. You NEED to make sure what's going on is normal and OK. Cause MAN.....it sure don't feel normal OR ok! And no matter what your doctor says to you, the only way you feel ok about it is talking to other women who are going through it. I guess something finally separated me from the boys. I was indeed a woman, maybe even a girlie girl (once in a while), and this proved it! ********** BTW, the One Year Ago Today post will continue on Friday. Basically all I did between October 1st and October 7th was FREAK OUT! Oh, and do as much research as I could possibly do on the internet about C-Sections, which scared me to DEATH even MORE!
Sunday, October 01, 20061 year ago today - Part 1One year ago today was my original due date. October 1st. Picture taken at 33 weeks - The last time I let anyone near me with a camera.  Well, actually 10/7/06 was my calculated due date, and then after an ultrasound they changed it to 10/1. God, I remember it like it was yesterday. I was home from work for a month already. I was huge. I was in pain. I was so DONE being pregnant. I could barely walk, my feet were swollen, my sciatic nerve was throbbing, and I was petrified! I was so scared of giving birth. I walked (waddled) around like a ticking time bomb, I could go off at any second! What was it going to be like? How much was it going to hurt? Would the epidural work? Would I get it in time? Would it fail? Would I need an episiotomy? OH IF THERE IS A GOD, PLEASE LET ME NOT NEED AN EPISIOTOMY!!!!! Everytime I felt a twinge in my stomach (which was every day at that point) I would let out a deep sigh, Mike would jump off the couch...."Are you ok?!?!?!" I would look at him in fear....."I guess so"My doctor told me from the very beginning that I was probably going to go early, hence why they moved my date up a week. He thought maybe even earlier than that. I had a big baby, they said, and she's already head down in the blastoff position! Meanwhile....here it was my due date and nothing! I was going to the doctor once a week, and he would do an internal (which at this point I started to welcome, thinking maybe he would move things along) and every time he would say the same thing...."Nope, she's WAY up there....she don't wanna come out!" Back to the doctor I went, on my due date. I was going to get a stress test for the baby, an ultrasound, and an exam. He said there were a couple of things that would make the decision on whether I was going to end up with a c-section or if we were gonna wait. 1) The baby was under stress 2) There wasn't enough fluid. 3.) She was 8.5 lbs or more. So the stress test went first. I was all hooked up to the fetal monitor, and they gave me a button. Everytime she moved, I was to click the button. (Even inside of me, she was hyper! She never stopped moving! I used to call her my little gymnast. She's STILL a maniac!) So I clicked away. Mike and my mother looked on and listened to that little thing growing inside of me. She kicked away, and I pushed the button. She got the hiccups while taking the test (she used to get them all the time while I was pregnant) it was funny to watch and hear. She passed with flying colors. The doctor said: Your the perfect incubator! GREAT I thought, but I promise I'll be a better MOM so tell her to GET OUT! Although if she could just magically appear outside of me, so I could skip the whole labor part, that would be great! Then came the ultrasound. She was so big at this point you couldn't see much. But she measured all sorts of things and said: She's 8lbs 14oz, and your not even close to giving birth yet. Then the doctor came in, did the exam, and gave me the schpiel: You got a big baby in there, especially for your size. (I'm 5'1") She's fine in there, but I'm not sure your going to be able to deliver her naturally. One more week, and she'll hit 9lbs, no problem! I think she's not dropping because she can't fit. If I induce you, you'll probably labor all day and we'd still end up with a c-section anyway. So lets just cut to the chase, we'll do an appointment c-section, and go and get her. We made an appointment. On my mother's birthday 10/7/05 5:00pm, be there at 3:30 pm, I was gonna have a baby. So that was it. No labor, no contractions....they were just gonna go get her. I was a little in shock, was this a good thing? Did I make this happen with all my wishing for no labor? Wait. This is like gonna be an operation!!! I was gonna have to get totally numb, and they were gonna cut me open! Were they gonna strap me down? I heard they do that. My mind raced on the way home....but at least there was an end in sight. ......To Be Continued......
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