Old College Try

That's what I am giving this nesting thing. As I posted yesterday, it is still not instinctual- I could care less if there is a pile of magazines next to the bed dated months ago. But for the health of my marriage I have decided to fake it until it kicks in. So far it has gotten me clean walls and a sore back. DH was so impressed when he came home this morning (after being called into work) and found me naked cleaning the tub and walls. (I know perhaps TMI but that's how he found me in all my pregnant cleaning glory). He was impressed and he thinks I am finally on board with getting the house in order, I am really mostly on board with not arguing about it anymore. Where is this nesting instinct?! I hope it gets delivered Monday with the crib!

Nesting (or not)

I just cannot get on board with the whole nesting thing. Don't get me wrong, I want to set up the Goober's room but I have to wait until DH is done with the rugs (hopefully tomorrow) and we pick up the furniture (Monday night). But other than wanting to set up the physical room, I have no desire to nest at all. DH on the other hand is going crazy. He is cleaning rugs, scrubbing the bathroom and kitchen nightly... it's crazy. I cannot keep up with him. As I type he is on an organizing fit and I have opted out. My ankles are the size of grapefruits and I am wiped out. I know he's annoyed that my nesting has not kicked in yet with only 29 days to go (HOLY COW!) But I think he got the nesting for the both of us. I do hope that it kicks in before Goober arrives or else I will be sadly under prepared!

EXHAUSTED

Yup, that's how I am feeling. This school year we've had very few five day work weeks due to in service, half days and holidays. Well this week is one of them. AND it was parent teacher conferences to boot. I am WIPED OUT! The one night I had nothing planned DH decided we NEEDED to go shopping. I am usually not impressed when he is on call on the weekends but I have to say, I am glad about it this weekend. We will HAVE to stay home or really close to home so he can deal with work stuff. I hope it's not too busy so it doesn't ruin his mood, but I am relieved to be spending a quiet weekend with Netflix, and DH. Ahhhhhh just what I need! Maybe it will even rain so I won't feel like I need to go out and do yard work... just to have permission to hibernate and veg.

We made it!

35/35 the doctor says she won't stop the baby from coming now AND It will be perfectly fine (well as much as she can guarantee that). She said if Goober arrives today he may have to spend a few days extra in the hospital but all systems are developed and a go. Amazing when a year ago we were feeling so hopeless... and here comes our baby.

Now my family and friends have been beyond supportive but this week they all decided it was fine to tell me all the tragedies happening with babies. Apparently 3 babies have passed due to sleeping with the parents (we are NOT having the baby sleep in our bed... our room, yes, but not our bed) and another baby who ended up in front of a train but miraculously survived. Now DH and I do not have TV for many reasons, but scary news and my anxiety are two of those reasons- I just cannot believe how EVERYONE feels the need to call and tell us about all these infant deaths and near deaths.

Oh well, I am sure they are just being *helpful* but I gotta say- stop helping in this way!!

All I want for my birthday is...

my ankles back!

Yes my ankles, which I've always thought were sexy, have disappeared somewhere between my foot and calf. It's very sad. They have gotten progressively worse since I've gone back to school and now they even hurt at night. It's very sad and distressing.

I have an appointment with my Dr. this week and my biggest fear is that she is going to tell me to slow down. I hear her, and I know I need to take care of myself and baby but the thing is... I don't want to lose my edge at school. I have always been the consummate professional, being on committees, staying late, coming early, working on my professional development. I know people at school understand that I am pregnant but I don't see why that should interfere with what I can do. As it is, my new boss has passed me over for opportunities I believe I was qualified for... conferences to attend, positions on committees...

If my doctor says the swelling is an issue then I will be forced to sit back and relax (let's just pray for no bed rest)... and that is simply not in my nature. I will do whatever is best for the baby's health and my own, but it is hard to see professional opportunities slipping away. Everyone says priorities will change once the baby comes... but right now I feel like I can still be an excellent teacher and professional and it sucks that other people are making the choice that my priorities are shifting and not myself.

So, all I want for my birthday (which was Friday) is my ankles back. So far it hasn't happened, but I keep hoping the cute ankle fairy will come back and bless me.

Is that an inhaler for the baby?

(and other adventures from my baby shower)
My sister threw me a baby shower this weekend. It was supposed to be a surprise but I found out about it a few weeks in advance. I let her think it was a surprise though up until the day before... I didn't want her suspicious about why I knew to be dressed up and have my hair done!

ANYWAY she got me to the shower and I was surprised to see who all was there. It was a wonderful mix of people from all stages of my life who have cheered me on in some way. It was overwhelming with all the people and the hormones but we had a good time.

My husband's cousin has 3 children and she was a terrific support to us when we were told no kiddos naturally. She and her three kids came and they were promptly assigned to gift duty. Well as with any shower, the gifts took up most of the time and we got to the last couple (from my mother). She got us a breast pump. I opened it up and the 13 year old looks at it and says "Oh is that an inhaler for the baby?" I just turned to her mother and said "you can take this one" but no, her 9 year old sister explained "that's so T can get milk for her baby." :-)

All in all the day was a huge success, my ankles were also huge by the end of it. Oh and I learned my belly is only about 3" smaller around than my husband's thanks to a game they played. I couldn't believe the generosity of my friends and family. As those kids said "this baby is so spoiled!" and it's true.

We really only need to get the car seat, and one of our attendants was really upset that she didn't realize we needed it. Honestly, with the gift cards and everything, we are beyond all set. Now we just need to put the nursery together, (we have all the pieces, just need to do it) and then we will be ready for baby!! Only 6w6d to go if the baby comes on time.... which that piece I am a little worried about.... see next post.