29 posts tagged “fluffy stuff”

So, I got my new phone and I love it. It's pink and wonderful and full of wonderful phone goodness. My last one wasn't bad either, but it was a little to bulky for my liking. Anyway, the past two days have been ok, I had a terrible migrane that finally went away today. No kidding, it hurt so bad that I was considering a trip to the ER. But, the ER here sucks ( at least the one near our house) and so I toughed it out. I meant to go to the dr.'s today, but by the time I woke up it was the office lunch time, and the doctor leaves for the day after that. Oh well, maybe tomorrow. Maybe not. My internal clock is so messed up thanks to Bobby's FTO shift this month. It also happened to coincide with Amelia's birth, but we'll blame Bobby's shift for now :). Anyway, I can't fall asleep until like 3 or 4 sometimes 5 and then I am sooooo tired all day long. I've been a little sick since Saturday so I've been sleeping as much as I can when Amelia is sleeping, but then I feel like I'm ignoring Katherine. So, I have decided that no matter what, tomorrow is going to be a Katherine day. We will go to the park, feed the ducks, have a picnic, do a little shopping (and run a few errands) and then top it off with a trip to the ice cream shop. Sounds fun!! Oh, I gave Katherine my old cell phone- it had all these videos that I couldn't transfer over to my mac. Anyway, one of the videos was of my little brother (13) putting his nipple on fire (crazy, I know). Katherine freaking loves that video. She watched it over and over and over and over again. It was really weird and cute at the same time. Oh yeah!! Big news! Hopefully, I will be able to start school during the spring quarter!! I am really excited. To be honest, I don't really want a job outside of the house, I love being a mom and housewife. But, I love school, I know I'm such a dork, and I miss the challenge of learning. Not that it was much of a challenge in high school and the first three semesters of college, but wow last time I went I had to drop out mid-semester b/c I couldn't take care of Katherine by myself, and work full time (Bobby was away for 5 months doing officer basic training with the army) it was way to much to handle. I really admire all the parents (esp. the single parents) that can work, go to school and raise their children with out neglecting any of their responsibilities, but I digress... Anyway, I'm going back to school YAY! Now I just need to figure out what I really want to be when I "grow up" which is one of the reasons I dropped out after my third semester.
Anyway, that's it. Goodnight!

Today we went to visit friends. We also stopped by my work. I have to admit it was really fun because last time I was in there I was really really pregnant and to see everyone's eyes. Wow, it was def. a self-esteem booster. I caught up with a bunch of people at work and then left. I started my Zoloft today too, I really hope it helps. I didn't get to see much of Bobby today though. When he woke up I was kind of grumpy and had to make dinner, and then during dinner my dad came for a visit and took up much of my time. Oh well, he's off the next two days. I didn't get anywhere with the apartment hunt... probably wont until after the new year, BUT(!) I did get Amelia's birth announcements ordered (Go Me). Anyway, I have a mountain of laundry and a baby calling me. 

I've been handling the depression fairly well lately. I had been avoiding my friends and only talking to my family, but yesterday I got on the phone and computer and caught up with a couple of them. Yay! Nursing is going better, I have started pumping to keep my supply up, but Amelia is starting to seem more interested in it as well (maybe it's because of the pumping?). Also, I finally finished all my Christmas shopping yesterday. Now I just need to wrap everything- it's going to take forever!! Katherine is still having a few problems listening, but I've been working on it with her. I was a very lax disciplinarian  before Amelia was born, and I don't want Katherine to associate stricter discipline with her new baby sister. I'm worried that that could lead to problems down the road, you know? Anyway, if I stay busy then I'm fine. Sometimes though, I do get that feeling that my house of cards is about to come tumbling down. The feeling is becoming rarer and rarer though. My next big goal is to find an apartment. Hopefully one that needs a curtisy officer... that would be fantastic. Ooh and to lose some more weight, I'm half way there, but I heard the first half usually just melts off, it's the last half you have to fight. 

Today was a good day. I got my RX for Zoloft, my doctor said my incision looked great and that I was looking wonderful (I am a compliment ham), every one loved Amelia and she has been a little more interested in nursing today. Tomorrow I plan on buying a book or two on the subject and maybe calling the lactation consultant. I felt a little blue before Bobby left for work, but then I started cleaning. I have yet to go to bed. I took some more pictures of Amelia (I would have of Katherine, but she is in bed. I did manage to snag one though). Anyway, be sure to look at them b/c they are both so cute. Also, I really, really, appreciate all the support and kind words from everyone. They really do help. So thank you very much. Now i just need to find my little point and shoot (God, I hope I didn't lose it at the hospital) and everything will be great. Maybe some sleep too :)

So, I'm averaging at least three doctor appointments a week, complete with blood and urine labs (EVERY TIME). TMI, I know, and I'm sorry. Anyway, nothing wrong so far (great news!!). Tomorrow I meet with the maternal fetal doctor who will probably yell at me for not keeping up with my glucose test for the past two, two and half weeks. But! What can I say, "oh sorry, first I had a bout of paranoid pre-eclampsia, then a horrible tooth ache which resulted in an emergency root canal, and then when that was over I ended up getting the flu" I don't think he will believe all of it, but it's the truth. I do get another ultrasound tomorrow, so I get to see how big Amelia is and what she may look like. I love end term ultrasounds. I also get to try out my new Magellen thingy to help me find the office! Yahoo!

I've been really hormonal lately. I really do feel bad for those around me. Like, my bf, she just had a baby last month, a wedding that she is in. Her almost SIL just moved down here, and she is moving in 6 weeks. So, we don't really get to talk much, and I almost get mad about it, like she is avoiding me or something. I know, it's silly and the world doesn't revolve around me, but man, would I love just one rotation. I did really well this week-end with bed rest, and sure enough my swelling went down as did the blood pressure. I was really, really, really bored though. Today, I did do a little shopping. I am almost done. I just need to get gifts for the two most important people in my life now. One of them made me promise not to get them anything, I said the same thing, but I threw a twist on it. I was like don't get me a Christmas gift, you can just wait until I am recovering from bringing your child into the world, after having a huge needle stuck into my back, a horrible tube stuck into my private area, and a huge scalpel cutting into my stomach as a living human being is being taken out (not neccisarly in that order) and get me a wonderful gift then. So either way I win. Nice gift and Bobby wont have to feel bad for being able to enjoy the wonders of child bearing. I'm either hoping for jewelery, or a new power cord for my laptop. Actually, I'm hoping for the power cord more. I still hate sitting at the desk to use the computer.

Anyway, if anything happens before Christmas I doubt there will be much updating. So just in case... Happy Holidays!
Ooh! One more thing. Still having troubles with the middle name. Suggestions are very welcomed. So far we have Amelia Winter Williams. Any thoughts?

Does anyone have an easy way to cast off? What is casting off? I guess I'll look it up while I wait. 

On Saturday Bobby had drill. Unfortunatly, I had to go b/c it was family week and Bobby wanted me to volunteer to head the FRG group. The drive sucked. B didn't get home until almost midnight the night before and then we had to get up at 4 to drive down there. We did it though... well... I did it. I drove the whole way. Not a bad drive it's only "2 1/2-3" hours away. I some how made it in just under 2 hours. Anyway, we get there I start to swell AGAIN and my BP starts shooting up. Katherine, meanwhile is going full speed ahead. I woke that child up at 4 to get ready thinking she would sleep until we got there. Imagine my surprise when she not only stayed awake, but stayed awake and sang the whole way to ft. valley and then ran circles around everyone there. So, around 10 she finally passed out, I was holding her in the same area that had the moon jump. There were like 6-8 kids jumping in it when all of a sudden it started collapsing on them. These were older kids, ok, not like 3 or 4, but 6 and older. Anyway, all these grown ups start freaking out and I start laughing. I'm not mean or anything, but it was so something you would see on AFV. I got a couple of dirty looks, but luckily for me another mom was kind of laughing too. Ok, so then we left, not b/c I was laughing, but because of my swelling and BP. We come home, kind of clean and just chill for the rest of the day.

On Sunday, we did some shopping. We bought a dvd for Bobby and then we ended up buying the Wizard of Oz on DVD for K. We also looked in ToysRus for a toy box or two for Katherine. It was HELL, let me tell you. It was so crowed the shelves were so picked over. There was actually a man in an SUV in the parking lot honking in front of the store for his wife. People were driving down the one lane road that leads into TRU the wrong way... It was for real insane. After the horrible shopping experience we went to this awesome little pizza place that we love. All of a sudden I felt REALLY, REALLY sick. My BP was 163/111 and I thought I was going to puke everywhere. Well... first K puked at the table. Luckily she was discreet and gave me a kind of warning. So I was able to catch most of it in a paper towel and then let her finish in the bathroom. When we got back to the table she felt better but I felt worse. This was so putting B in a bad mood, b/c it was one of the last peaceful meals we would be able to have before the baby is born, and b/c I felt horrible and there was nothing he could do. Long story short. He starts pissing me off b/c he is in a bad mood, I'm sick and end up throwing up for ten minutes in the bathroom. We get our stuff to go and leave. I felt bad for our waitress. She had no idea what was going on and probably just thought we were really weird and or rude. Anyway, when we get back home stay on the couch for the rest of the night- my BP falls and I feel better.

Monday- I packed my bag for the hospital, did some laundry and made a list of last minute baby things we still needed. Bobby and I loaded up K and headed out. He dropped us off at Target while he got his hair cut. Katherine and I had a ball. We picked up a few things for Amelia and then Katherine picked out a few things for herself. Dollar books, a little police car to race, some bubble bath, new panties and a dvd. After that Bobby met us and we picked out a NICE BIG 50 gallon tub to use as a toy box. It works awesomely by the way. We went out for lunch after that b/c I was starved and there was nothing to eat in the house. So, we get to the restaurant, and I order wings for K. Bobby is like does she even like wings, and I'm like yeah. She loves them. He didn't believe me until he saw her pick the bones clean. We got tons of pictures. Anyway, so when we get home I'm exhausted and yes, my BP is up again. I try to take a nap which doesn't work, check my BP again and call the on-call nurse. I tell her how high is, how bad my feet are swelling, but I also tell her that I feel fine, and there is minimal swelling on the rest of my body. I also tell her that I really don't want to check into the hospital if I can help it b/c I know they will run the standard panel of tests and then send me home. She tells me to go to the hospital, at this time, Bobby and K are gone- they went to pick up B's parents from the airport. So I ask the nurse if it is ok to wait long enough for my husband to get home. * Not b/c I want him to drive me, why should both of us be stuck at the hospital, but b/c really I wanted to finish cleaning the house, and doing laundry just in case I did end up hospitalized longer than over night. She said it was fine. So, I call B let him know what's going on and start to clean. CLEAN, CLEAN, CLEAN. I moved K's stuff into a new dresser so that the changing table dresser just had Amelia's clothes in it. I moved all of K's toys into the tub, folded at least twelve loads of laundry, put them all away, vacuumed and cleaned out the crib and started putting baby stuff through out the house and nursery. I then informed my husband (who was at home by now) that I did not want him to take me to the hospital b/c it would be a waste of his time. We fought over it for a few minutes and then I was on my way. Blood work, urine test, F*cking catheter urine test, BP monitering, another crash course on 24 hour urine collecting and I was sent back home. Four hours wasted.

Tuesday- Involved peeing in a cup and dumping it into a collection container all day long. I also had to go to the dentist to have my root canaled cap filled. Then I was bad, and went to B&N for some literary therapy. Luckily I had a coupon. Today i had to drive back to the hospital to drop off my collection. The stupid chick at the L&D desk told me that I had to take it to the lab in the main hospital (I know they have people who run errands like that... I shouldn't have done it myself). Anyway, I make it to the main hospital, to lab and then they tell me that they can't take it b/c I don't have the orders. I'm like.- I was never given orders. So, they make me hold on to it while they get a hold of the doctors. The messed up thing is, I am obviously pregnant (19 days to go) my feet are swollen, my face is swollen, I'm getting pissed off b/c no one will take my f*cking pee and not one person offers me there seat. This is a room full of men and not pregnant women, and no one offers there seat to the fat, obviously miserable pregnant woman holding the gas can size container of pee. Anyway, the lab tech finally takes it and says she will call me if there are any problems. Biggest problem so far is that I need the results before my doctors appointment that was 2 hours later. I make it home, iron B's shirt for work and try to take a little nap before my doctors appointment. Doesn't work. Make it to my appointment, lab calls my cell phone, they need my height and weight before they can run the test. I tell them- they must have rushed the test b/c 15 minutes later my results are faxed in. Everything looks fine, I just need to stay off my feet, if my BP keeps rising then I might have Amelia before Christmas. Oh, and for some reason my old doctor never sent over my pre-natal lab work, so more blood is drawn. Thankfully, the day has gotten kind of better, not too much, but I think I'll live. I have nothing planned for tomorrow except for finishing Christmas cards and Christmas shopping, maybe even a little decorating. It's all so hard to do on bed rest though :)

So, I went to my doctors appointment today. I thought it was just to go over my blood work and labs, so I really didn't do anything special for it if you know what I mean... Anyway, I was told to get undressed from the waist down for the group b strep test. I was like what, I don't need that, I'm having a c-section. Oh no, they said, you still have to have it. I was mortified, luckily it has been groomed a little this week, but it's hard to groom what you can't see. So, the midwife (yes, I had to see a midwife b/c the doctor was running 40-45 minutes late. You know though, I honestly like the midwives better and if I didn't have to have a c-section then I wouldn't even bother with the doctors) said that I can go into labor any day! Yippeee! I still have so much work to do though. It kind of scares me to know that in less then four weeks I will be responsible for not one but two children. Yikes! I was scaring Bobby, I told him that the daughters of police officers were almost as bad as ministers daughters. He started freaking out. It was really cute. Speaking of which, Bobby is starting to enjoy his job more. I think he is now focusing on the hero aspects rather than the death risks. Have I mentioned how hot he looks in his uniform. Ohmigod! He looks so freaking hot.
Oh! I totally forgot to mention. The baby is still breech, but get this she isn't even laying vertically. She's laying horizontally and refusing to drop. I'm not sure if this is normal or not, but the midwife said it was weird. Not that it's a big deal with the planned c-section.  I have to go back next week to check everything out again. So, this week I was at the doctors three times and the dentists twice. Next week I have to go to two different doctors appointments and the dentists. Wow! Busy, busy, busy...

I had more blood work done this morning. The nurse couldn't hit the vein for some reason and kept stabbing me and turning the needle. It really hurt.
Anyways!! So, I had my root canal done this morning as well. It really didn't hurt. In fact I think I may have fallen asleep during part of the procedure. What sucks though, is they can only give me Tylenol three for the pain. Tylenol does not affect me at all. The codeine.... it makes me shake, itch and throw up. After the initial numbing agents wore off I was in some major pain. I curled up on the couch crying. It was really sad and pathetic and a new low for me. Esp. because K was watching me cry. She climbed up on the couch and was like "what's wrong mommy? It's ok sweetie, Katherine's here. I'll make the pain go away. Let me give you a katherine kiss. all better." It was really sweet, but it still hurt. I ended up calling the dentist (crying) to make sure this kind of pain is normal. They were like yeah, normally we RX stronger narcotics but because you're pregnant we can't. It's going to hurt really bad for twenty-four hours and then the pain will be bad but not horrible. I thought I was going to die. My Bp was reaching scary levels and I was convinced the shaking from the codeine was a pre-seizure.
Anyway, now I am staggering my pain medication with Advil, and tomorrow I will ask my doctor if all this Advil taking has harmed the baby. God, I hope not. Now it's over though. Tuesday I have to go back to the regular dentist so they can fill the cap that was drilled through today.

So, I went to my emergency dentist appointment today. They were great, really they were, but I forgot to tell them that I am pregnant. SO..... they had to wait for consent from my ob/gyn before they could start. Turns out I need a root canal, but since it is for a capped tooth I have to see a specialist tomorrow. They did give me some pain killers though. Wow, i got a lot accomplished with out pain. It was great. So, to recap I have a dr. appointment tomorrow, lab work, and I have to turn in my 24 hour urine collection (which has been a GIANT pain in the ass). Then I have the root canal. The following day I have another dr. appointment to discuss the labs. On Friday i have to see another dentist for different work. Saturday involves driving 2 1/2 hours to "family day" at my husbands base. Sunday- nothing yet and Monday is the drive to Atlanta for the maternal fetal appointment. To top it all off my feet are so swollen. At least my Bp is down. :)

***** OOOh! i have been working on my knitting and it is really coming along!