Good News and Bad News

The good news is: I’ve lost about 20 pounds since the baby was born.

The bad news is: I’ve got about 20 more to lose, preferably before we go to BlissDom in 4 weeks!

The good news is: my giant sweatpants are now too big and will barely stay up.

The bad news is: I have absolutely no other pants, sweat or otherwise, that DO currently fit.

The good news is: my baby loves to nurse and is good at it.

The bad news is: I now have to breastfeed while playing games with Sophie, getting the big kids a snack, answering the DOOR, and other unspeakable things.

The good news is: I am no longer taking narcotic pain killers.

The bad news is: I am no longer taking narcotic pain killers.

The good news is: Many wonderful friends have been bringing meals to my door for days.

The bad news is: None of it is going to help me lose the aforementioned 20 lbs.

But the really good news, and the bottom line: I have a beautiful, healthy baby boy who is as sweet as sugar and is fitting into our family perfectly.

Nothing can spoil that!

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Baby’s First Christmas?

So you know how a couple of days ago I was worried about my blood pressure and how that might send me to the hospital early?  And all those crazy “what-ifs” I was having? (Oh, and P.S. I am also toootally writing this at 4: 10 a.m. eff why eye.)

Well, turns out my BP was indeed pretty high.  Not high enough to send me straight to the hospital, but high enough to send me right back to the doctor today instead of next Tuesday.  If it’s still high today, it’s possible I may be having the baby this weekend to avoid any bad news for me and baby if things go longer.

Or, I could be fine, and we could stick with my original c-section date of December 26th.  Which was actually my 2nd date, the first was December 23rd, but then my doctor had to go out of town so it was moved to the 26th.  Which I was majorly bummed about because I actually wanted to have this baby before Christmas even if it meant being in the hospital Christmas Day (we most likely would have come home Christmas Day.)

But anyhoo.  Now I have no idea when baby Jonah will make his debut, and really, when does anyone ever?  My water could break tomorrow and it could be go time regardless!  (Not that I have ever actually, you know, gone into labor or had my water break.  But I don’t put anything past little babies.)

I don’t have a lot of faith in ye olde blood pressure settling down, to be honest.  And, I would really like to have him when my wonderful doctor can deliver him as opposed to when she is out of town next week!  So we’ll see…at least mine and baby’s things are half-packed now…my pajamas have been found and washed, and Emily has sworn to commandeer a helicopter if necessary to get to this birth!

Stay tuned…

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Insomnamania – 9 months pregnant edition

Well, good morning from 2:59 in the a-m.  I can’t sleep.  Been up for about an hour and my mind is going crazy with all the “what-if’s” that can be what-iffed when one is 38 weeks pregnant a few days before Christmas.

Sooo, I’m basically a very rotund lunatic at this point.

What is keeping me up tonight? Well, what GOT me up was the fact that my body will not be comfortable laying down after a few hours.  Sore hips this time.  And  then my brain started contributing to the chaos and now I’m just all worked up!  Which is probably not helping my blood pressure.  Which is part of the reason I’m worried.  It’s a vicious cycle!  Let me slow down here and attempt to make some sense.  I think this calls for a list!

So, with out further adieu, here is what one freaks out about at 3 a.m. when one is 9 months pregnant.  Especially during the fa la la la lalidays.

1) The aforementioned blood pressure.  It has been a little high.  I have a dr.’s appointment in the morning at 9:45 and I am fairly convinced now, at 3:04 a.m., that they are going to send me straight to the hospital to have the baby.

2) If #1 happens, who will pick up Sophie from preschool at noon??? What if I can’t get hold of anyone on my approved pick-up list?  OMG I am going to go put her teacher’s phone number in my phone RIGHT NOW.

3) I haven’t packed a THING for myself or baby for the hospital.

4) Emily got me a really nice pair of nursing PJ’s and I’ve been wearing them already, and they’re wonderful, but they need to be washed.  There are three pieces.  These three pieces are scattered somewhere between my bedroom and bathroom.  I cannot now tell you exactly where they all are.  IF #1 happens, how am I going to get my PJs clean and to the hospital?

5) I have to eat breakfast tomorrow.  Or I might pass out before I get to the dr.’s office.  But usually you aren’t supposed to eat or drink  like 8 hours before surgery so what if #1 happens and I eat, and then something totally gross or awful happens because I did?

6) What if I have to go straight to the hospital and Emily can’t get there?  Oh, the blogging opportunity that will be missed!

7) I need to go to the grocery.  Not enough food in the house for mommy to be away for a couple days.

8 ) My dining room table is a mess and the floor really needs to be swept.

9) The kids are totally not prepared for Bobby and I to be gone for a couple of days, yet.  They are both still in school this week.

10) Not having packed anything for the hospital may result in some very ugly photos being taken of me (hey I am still slightly vain at this point!)

11) Emily and I are supposed to host a Twitter party for our favorite Lands’ End on Wednesday and the world might end if she has to do it alone.

12) And most importantly, who will obsess over the timing and nature of my big kids’ bowel movements while I’m gone??  Nobody can do it like I can…just sayin’…

As you can see, I pretty much need to be institutionalized at the moment.  But I haven’t packed a THING for the looney bin either, so that could result in a whole other list of problems.

I guess I’ll let you know how it all turns out…it has to turn out better than I think it will at 3:21 a.m., right!?

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