Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Sweet sweet success....and er, some failure, too

Have you met my niece, Karli? I made that little purple dress for her. And now you can see her in it. She is so freaking cute, I want to eat her cheeks. Nom, nom, nom! And check out those little chubby legs! And it appears that she loves the dress, too.

So I had yet another OB appointment today. Last week my dr did not like my levels of amniotic fluid that were measured by the sonographer, so she wanted to measure it herself. They appeared to be too low. So, she measured again today and he has plenty of water to swim in. Oh, you know, I just hated having another excuse to look at my kid.

I have to say that it is the coolest feeling to have him move around. None of his movements are painful yet, so it's still really enjoyable to me and Chris. If the baby is awake, he'll kick Chris' hand pretty quickly when he puts it on my belly. And it's so crazy watching my stomach move. It's like some creepy alien thing. But he's my creepy alien thing, and he's adorable already.

And uh, oh yeah. The failure. I failed my glucose screening by a couple of points. Which totally sucks because now I have to go take the three hour test. I'm not really looking forward to that. But here, have a look at my baby fats at 29 weeks.

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

When I went to bed after I posted my last entry, my left big toe came to life and exploded into a furious flaming devil of pain and destruction. And I got very little sleep because it did not feel good at all. It's weird because I don't remember my the surgery on my right toe last October being so traumatic to that particular phalange. I was able to sleep last night without waking up from the devil toe's prodding, but it's still a pretty sore looking fellow. I would take a picture, but it would gross too many of you out. And I'm limping around a lot. Everyone at work sees this giant pregnant woman who is waddling way before her time when really, I'm just limping from the injury.

Speaking of "The Injury", is anyone else so super psyched to for The Office to come back on? I love that show. I'm so happy to watch Michael, knowing that he's just on a tv show, and I don't have to work for him. That part about him makes me love him all the more.

My child is huge. My ultrasound yesterday revealed that he is 2 lbs, 15 oz. I realize that weight estimations based on ultrasounds are notoriously inaccurate, but his tummy measurement is also in the 75th or 85th percentile or something like that. Neither Chris nor I can remember the exact number, but it was big, yall. A cute squishable tummy just waiting for me to blow raspberries all over it. And his head is still miraculously in the 61st percentile, and I'm hoping it stays that way. Because given the track record on giant heads in both our families, this measurement could get pretty ugly really fast. He is also head down, and I am hoping that stays the same, too.

Side note: I actually saw a pink Mary Kay Caddy today. I didn't know they seriously existed in the general public. And it was really really ugly, too. But I guess I just don't really appreciate the design of new Cadillacs.

And now for something completely different.

Monday, August 11, 2008

I always have a bunch of stuff floating around in my head that I want to blog about, but I always forget by the time I sit down to actually do it.

I'm roasting in my house. It's not that it's hot in here. I'm SOOOOO grateful that our a/c works again because I know first hand just how bad it could be. It's just that I don't want to increase our electric bill more than I need to, and well, my husband is creating less body heat than I am right now. I'm pretty sure our tiny child is creating more body heat than Chris is, actually. So, as spoiled as I am to be able to regulate my home environment to a very nice 75 degrees, I am still hot. And I deal with it by sitting around in my underwear a lot. Which, while not attractive in the least, is actually pretty funny when I'm trying to turn around and get out of bed. I don't know how those mariners ever thought manatees could possibly be beautiful mermaids because holy ungainly! - that is what I am.

It doesn't help tonight that I have to keep my socks on as I sit around the house. I had my left big toe cut up today to remove yet another ingrown toenail. I can't remove the dressing until tomorrow, and I don't want to get dog hair all over it. So I have to keep my socks on. I know, I know. Wah wah wah, I'm such a baby. I'm just trying to keep writing to give you something new to read, gosh. So, having your big toe completely numbed is so weird. It's like a dead thing on your foot, although my foot doctor preferred that I not use such dreadful terminology to describe it. So I said it was kind of like my toe was detached from my foot, like an out of body experience, not so much like it was cut off or something. Ew.

My gestational diabetes screen is tomorrow. Hurrah! I really hope I pass it without any problems.

Also, holy crap, did you see the men's swimming 400m relay last night? Oh my gosh, it was so good. And now Chris and I are addicted to Olympic swimming. And also bursting with patriotic pride. At least, I am. Go America! Yay!

Tuesday, August 05, 2008

Totally Hawt

Today I told my husband I felt like a giant lumbering manatee...

He told me that ancient mariners used to mistake manatees for beautiful mermaids. Sometimes having a husband who is an endless font of random trivia proves to be a good thing.

Monday, August 04, 2008


Ugh. Have you ever lived in a trailer with no air conditioning? (Well, I know Shiloh and Michael have) Our a/c stopped blowing cool air on Saturday afternoon. So Saturday in our house was warm, but not completely unbearable. Sunday, however, I wanted to die. It was SO hot! It was over 90 inside (and it felt cooler outside all day). We tried using fans to pull in cool air from outside. We tried using our little roll around swamp cooler I still have from when I lived in Caldwell. And we ended up living in a bayou trapped in a tin can for the day.
Oh my gosh, it was awful. I actually cried, I was so upset because I didn't know how we were possibly going to fix it. Broken a/c = lots and lots of money. We actually slept in the bed of Chris' truck (it has a cover on it) because it felt so much better outside than it did inside. And we also still have our old bed in the back of it, so we were fairly comfortable. It got a little chilly, but it was better than being sweltering hot all night and waking up in puddles of our own heat.
So, this morning I called the first number on my list for heating and air, and they said they could actually send someone in the next few hours. Needless to say, I went ahead and scheduled. Their diagnostic fee just to come out was within range with other places I've heard of, so I was hoping the rest of their fees would be reasonable as well. The guy got here right on time, and found our problem almost immediately. It didn't take him long to fix it, and besides the diagnostic fee, he only had us pay for the part he replaced. So we ended up only paying $155 in all. !!!! And the cool air is so so sweet! I couldn't be happier at this moment, actually.
I've also almost finished that little dress for my niece. I just have to sew the rest of the little flowers on, but I'll show you a picture anyway.

This is what the finished front looks like. I just have to sew flowers onto the back. I can't wait to see her chubby little legs poking out underneath.