Friday, November 23, 2012

35 Weeks

So, I've been having irregular contractions for a little more than a week now and it's driving me crazy.  Not Braxton Hicks but actual, fairly uncomfortable and sort of regular, irregular contractions.  It doesn't happen every day, but when they do decide to make an appearance they can last for a good couple hours and become as close as 5-6 minutes apart.  Then, just when I start to think, Oh okay...maybe I should call the doctor because, woo hoo, it's baby time! the contractions come to a screeching halt.  And then I sit there like an idiot for an hour afterward trying to "become one with my body" and willing something to happen, only to realize that...crap...they're gone.  Over.  Kaput.  Well played, uterus.  Well played.  I never had false labor when I was pregnant with Bailey; never even felt Braxton hicks with her.  The only time I felt a contraction was when I was in actual, honest-to-God labor.  So all these false contractions are throwing me for a loop!

I'm only 35 weeks and a few days along.  So, really, I know better than to expect (or even to hope) that every twinge is the real deal.  I'm the first person to stand up and say that it's best for baby to cook as long as possible, and that I would rather NOT be induced if I can avoid it.  But then the contractions start, and I'm so bummed when they stop.  Eh, it'll happen when he's good and ready.  But, damn it, I hate the not knowing!  And I feel like, with the holidays and Bailey to worry about so close to D-Day, it would be nice to have a concrete idea of when I can expect things to happen.  I should know better, right?

Yesterday was Thanksgiving, and I have lots to post about the holiday...and the Black Friday shopping...another day.  For now, here's the 35 week bump.  :-)


Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Sprinkle Surprise!

It's been forever since I last posted.  I've been a little bit busy, a little bit boring, and a little bit too damn tired to sit down and write a blog post...but here I am!  I'm sure there's a bunch of stuff I haven't posted about in the few weeks since I've been on here, but let me start with my sprinkle.

A sprinkle, you say?

Yep...a sprinkle.  It's like a baby shower (for moms who are working on their second or subsequent baby) where you "sprinkle" mom and baby with love, rather than a shower. I LOVED it!  I went to my mom and dad's house Saturday afternoon expecting to get my hair colored (good God, my grays are getting ridiculous) and when I walked in the door...SURPRISE!  About 35 of our closest friends and family, all gathered to celebrate the baby.  I wish I had pictures, but I don't...yet.  I know there were a bunch of people with cameras, though, so it's only a matter of time before I start harassing them for the photos.  And when I do, I'll load them up here.

We were ridiculously spoiled, and I honestly can't think of anything else that we could possibly need for the baby now.  I can say with certainty that he'll be the best dressed boy in town when he decides to make his appearance.  Now we just have to wash the last of the clothes and bedding, and sanitize all the bottles, binks and pump parts...and we're good to go!  I feel blessed...

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In other news...only 6 weeks left!  Hopefully.  I'm praying that this baby decides to be different than his sister and actually show up on time (though, early would be nice, too).  I'm ready to start feeling like myself again, that's for sure!  Between the pains, the waddling, and the sheer exhaustion I've been dealing with the least few weeks, it'll be nice to start getting back to being ME again.  Although, I'm not looking forward to the middle of the night feedings.  And I'm still trying to figure out how to keep one kid asleep if and when the other one wakes up at night.  Bailey's something of a light sleeper, and her room and the nursery are close to each other.  We'll see how that goes.

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Bailey just finished up yet another no-sleep phase, and THANK GOD for that!  For about 5 weeks, she was waking up at least once (more like twice or three times) in the middle of the night.  Like me, when she's up--she's up.  So she'd come into our room and stand next to the bed, poking my face and quietly whispering  "Mommy...mmmooooommmmmyy.  I awake!"  I'll admit that quite a few times I ignored her in the hopes that she'd get bored and go back to bed.  Or, at the very least, that she'd get bored and go poke Scott instead.  Never happened.  So, without fail, I'd end up dragging my tired butt out of bed and waddling down the hall to her room to sing a sleep-scratchy lullaby to her until she dozed off again.  Wash, rinse, repeat.  Every night.  For WEEKS.  But the last 2 nights *hallelujah* I've gotten a full nights sleep (and by that I mean that the only times I was woken up were when my bladder was threatening to burst and I'd have to roll out of bed and hightail it to the bathroom).

Not too much else to talk about just now.  Bailey has an "observation" class for dance class on Saturday, so expect a lovely post (hopefully with video!) from that...I'm excited to get to watch her!  They've got a recital coming up in June, so it'll be fun to see what, if any, progress she's made since she started.

Stay tuned!