4 Weeks to go!

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

As of today, I have 4 weeks to go until my due date - unless we go by the US doctors who put my due date a week earlier.  It will be interesting to see who's closer.  I'm hoping for sooner rather than later.  I had what seemed like false labor over the weekend & I've had a lot of pains and twinges ever since that are different than I've had before and I'm hoping it's my body preparing for labor.  Even if it's the 4 week due date, I have to say that it's wonderful to be on the home stretch and starting month 9.  I feel like I've been pregnant forever and can't wait to get to the end!
I am finally at the point that they say to pack the hospital bag because it can happen at any time after 36 weeks (I'm 36 weeks today).  I've shopped for packing the bag but wanted to wait to pack it.  I think I'll do that later today.  It will make me feel like I'm actually getting somewhere. 
The baby's room is just about finished.  I have some shelves to paint and hang, Wayne has to hang the curtain rods so I can put up the curtains and there's some boxes to move out of the room.  Once that's done the room will be ready aside from the glider chair I have yet to order.  The chair will be our last purchase.  We have more than everything we need to be prepared - all I really need is a baby!  Over the weekend Wayne & I went to get the little items I need for the hospital bag and the last little items I wanted to have on hand (ie - ear thermometer, alcohol wipes to clean the belly button & other little things like that).  As we finish the last of our purchases it makes it even more real and I get even more excited for this baby to come.  4 weeks isn't a bad time frame, but if it were up to me - this baby would be here today!  I guess I'll have to wait for him to decide he's   ready too!



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Spider panic

Monday, April 21, 2008

I just did the most ridicules thing! I went into the baby's room to get something out of the wardrobe and when I opened the door, I was confronted with a very large spider sitting on the sleeve of one of the baby's sleep sacks that was hanging there.  I am really bad with spiders - it's an awful phobia.  Looking at it there I thought, if I leave it there and run - I'll lose it somewhere in the baby's room!  I can't leave it in the baby's room!  What do I do??  I looked around for my options and thought I just need to get it out the window somehow.  I couldn't get close enough to grab the sleep sack to shake out the window - every time I moved the hanger the spider moved and it was too much for me to deal with.  The spider could have fallen into the wardrobe and then I'd have to search for it.  Worse - it could have fallen on me!  I started to panic and then I saw the curtain rod against the wall.  I stood far enough away so that if it fell it wouldn't fall on me, took the pole of the curtain rod and used it to pick up the hanger of the sleep sack and slowly guided it to the open window (all the while having a mini panic attack).  I got it out the window, shook the rod and the spider just crawled up the sleep sack - it wasn't going anywhere.  So, I did the only thing I could do - I dropped the spider (along with the sleep sack) out the third floor window into my back yard.  I figured Wayne could get it for me and shake it out when he got home and I could wash the sleep sack, but at least the spider was out of the baby's room! 
I feel ridicules.  Who knows if any of my neighbors witnessed my act of panic.  I must have looked like a nut dropping the baby cloths out the window with a pole!  What kind of mother will I be if I can't even handle a spider in a rational way?  My child won't have a shot in hell to not be afraid of spiders if he ever has to witness something like that!  Maybe when it comes to my child, I'll be braver and be able to handle my phobia a bit better.  I sure hope so!



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Nothing is easy these days

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Everything is a struggle these days.  The bigger I get, the less I can do.  We hired cleaners to do the heavy cleaning around the house for the last weeks of the pregnancy and the first weeks of recovery after the baby comes.  They're here now and I have to say it feels very strange having people clean my house around me while I sit here typing away.  I guess I should just feel grateful we have the means to hire help because with 4 bedrooms and 3 bathrooms - it's just too much for me to take on any more.  Still, I feel like a spoiled housewife...
The baby is still breech.  The teacher from my prenatal classes came to my house last week to show me maneuvers and positions to get into to help encourage the baby to turn.  The thing is that you can't move a sleeping baby so I have to wait until he's active to do it.  On top of that, it's pretty strenuous to do so I also have to be feeling well enough to do it.  10 minutes a position for an hour - hard work!  I'll keep it up though because I'll do anything to avoid surgery.
One of the other moms from my class has invited me to go to a mommy group tomorrow morning and afterwards, we're meeting another mom for lunch.  The group is called bumps and babies and it's for both mothers and expectant mothers.  They meet once a week for 2 hours in the morning.  Finally, a chance to meet people and maybe make some friends.  I'm hopeful and a bit nervous as well.  After 3 1/2 years living here, it sure would be nice to finally have a girlfriend or two.
It's been lonely through this pregnancy.  It's difficult not having friends and family around to be enthusiastic and remind you what a wonderful thing it is that's happening.  There are no smiling faces at my door or rubbing of the belly with enthusiasiem and happiness for the impending birth.  I spend 80% of my time on my own and I feel like I've had to go through so much of the pregnancy alone.  Don't get me wrong - Wayne hasn't missed one appointment or class.  Anything that has to be done - he makes sure he's there and I'm grateful to have the support.  The thing is he's a man and it's not the same as having my Mom, sister and girlfriends around that really understand a bit more than a man really can.  I've been really lonely and sad lately and wishing that I was going to be back in the States for the birth.  Hopefully, loved ones will be able to make it over for a visit - here's hoping anyway...



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