It's a Love/Hate thing these days

36 weeks 5 days

I love knowing that in just a few weeks I'm going to have a brand new baby. I love folding his tiny little clothes fresh from the dryer. I love when Peanut reads to my stomach and it moves around for her. I love when people call me and ask how the baby's doing today knowing he's still a chillin in the belly. I love it that people are generally nicer to me and hold doors open for me and let me skip ahead in line for the bathroom. I love the fact that I'm going to get a 6 week vacation from work and that my parents will spend 1 of those weeks with me. I love packing my bag to get ready to go to the hospital. I love working part time and knowing I'll get to remain part time after I go back to work in Septmeber (unless he comes a little early then it'll be the end of August). I love the thought of being a mom to another person and feeling like my family is complete.

But right now. Right this second, I hate having to get up every hour of the night to pee. I hate the pressure I feel on my bladder as I try to walk. I hate that I can't just roll over in bed. I hate that I'm never comfortable. I hate that my belly hangs down so low and sometimes touches the toilet seat. I hate that the lowest part of my belly hurts to touch. I hate that most of my maternity clothes don't fit right. I hate that I can't always control my emotions and hormones. I hate that I don't feel like going fishing with Peanut and Nickel or playing basketball with them. I hate that I can't sit down at a resturant and pig out. I hate that I've burped more in the last 8 months then I ever have in my life. I hate that I'm not yet 37 weeks and praying for the torture to end because it makes me feel selfish. I hate swollen feet. I hate backaches. I hate heartburn. I hate that I'm going to miss my MIL's wedding because it's out of town. I hate that my house isn't as clean as I'd like it but I don't have the energy to clean it and even if I did I couldn't bend down to pick anything up. I hate that my hips hurt if I sleep more then an hour on them. I hate that I can't sleep on my back or my stomach. I hate the waddle. I hate that I have so much trouble getting in and out of a vehicle. I hate that I'm so dang negative right now!

I could probably go on but I'll stop there...

36 weeks and 2 days

Last week I cried. Working part time is wonderful and horrible all at the same time. I like the few hours and still getting a pay check. I hate waking up and going to work and dealing with people. But I guess this is true for any job.

So at 1:00 I clocked out and walked out to my car. I opened the door and attempted to get in. But I couldn't. Why? You ask. Well, I simply could NOT lift my right foot high enough and extend it into my car. I tried again, same results. I became frustrated and tears started welling up. Yeah, hormones can hit you at any time because not on a hormonal high I wouldn't have cried over that!

Finally, after thinking about this for a little bit I turned around, lifted my foot the other direction and BACKED into my car. I'm sure this is quite a sight to see and no, there will be no pictures of this. This kid better come soon, that's all I'm sayin.

Peanut on Being Mad

Into my room stomped the 8 year Peanut with a stern look on her face.

Me: What's wrong?
Peanut: I'm mad.
Me: Why are you mad?
Peanut points to the living room: Him!
Me: Well, do you understand why he said what he said?
Penut: I don't know.
Me: Well, what did he say?
Peanut: I don't know!
Me: You don't know what he said but you're mad?
Peanut looks at me and stomps back out of my room.

A few minutes go by and she walks into my room and points at my computer: Can I play?
Me: Sure in just a few minutes I'd like to finish what I'm doing.
Peanut falls to the floor in dramatic heap and whines: Gosh! I haven't got to play ALL day!
Me: I understand you want to play and I didn't have a problem with it, but you have to wait your turn.
Peanut stomps back out of my room. She's probably mad at me now too. Think she'll remember why in 5 minutes?

Watching and waiting

Nickel and I were laying in bed tonight. He was watching TV and I was surfing the web on my laptop. The baby started wiggling so Nickel and I turned our attention to him. We watched as a buldge (from the position it was probably his butt) moved from one side of my belly button (which is still an innie for now) to the other and back again. Just over 5 weeks until the due date. We watch. We wait.

Mountain of baby stuff

(I've tried to fix the size of these pics... this is the best I can do)

Ok, AJ, I know you've been wanting some pics. I had some friends come see this last weekend from out of state. They brought a MOUNTAIN of baby stuff with them.

Before Peanut tore off all the wrapping paper...

After Peanut tore off all the wrapping paper!

Oh, and my big belly there too... lol