Well here we are at Saturday and the anticipation of this baby coming is about to kill me. I've started to find myself saying "She's never going to come." That's the way I cope with things. Think the worst so I'm pleasantly surprised when they go good. I remember thinking that way with Delores 2 weeks before she came and of course she came right on her due date at 7:35 PM. I think I've done pretty good on getting discouraged this time around and just started having these thoughts 2 days before her due date.
Yesterday was pretty interesting. Pretty ordinary like I expected, but then I started having problems with my phone after Delores got a hold of it and drooled all in the keys. It just went to sleep and wouldn't come back on. I started freaking out like "what if I go into labor? I won't be able to call anyone and I'll have this baby at home, b/c Josh is on call and he probably won't come home tonight." Crazy I know. After about an hour it finally came back on but now my keyboard only half works. Most all the keys work but one or two of them will come up with different letters and the space bar does a space and an @ symbol. I was gonna get an iphone for my birthday in exactly a month, so I guess I'll have to put up with it till then.
Another thing that happened was that a frozen jug of milk decided it would leak all inside my fridge and I noticed it when I was trying to get things ready for Delores's bedtime. Which meant that after a tiring day and doing bedtime I was going to have to clean out my fridge and Josh wasn't going to be there to help me. On top of the fact that my sink was overflowing with dishes because Josh didn't think the dishwasher was full enough to run the night before. So I became faced with all of these extra tasks added to my night when all I wanted to do was eat a quick bite (I don't cook when Josh is on call. Why slave when no one is there to enjoy it?), go lay down, and watch "Sex in the City." Nope, I had to bust my butt and kill my back before I could go lay down and then I was hurting so bad I couldn't get comfortable and then I had to get up with Delores 3 times between 7 and 10 before I finally got to go to sleep.
Last night was rough too. I don't know what is going on with Delores except for maybe she's about to cut another tooth. Until 4 AM she got up every hour on the hour wanting her paci. At 4 I gave her a bottle and I haven't heard a peep out of her since. It is displeasing (i had a teacher who hated the word "sucks," so i try not to use it much now out of habit) that Josh is on call this weekend. I got to thinking after getting up for about the 5th time that if the baby did come tonight (last night) I would be way too exhausted to go through labor and the pushing. I'm the one waiting to go through a marathon and I can't even train for it. That makes a lot of sense doesn't it? Josh didn't even get a call last night so the one who will just be there for support got a good nights sleep. That is frustrating. Being a mom is a tough job and no one knows just how tough each individual mother's job is until they do what she does everyday for, i don't know, maybe a week. I like when people acknowledge the fact that I'm a tough mom, but i hate it when people say they understand. Even if you are a mom, you don't understand. Every child is different and they all present there own difficulties so no one every really knows how tough your job is until they've lived it. Josh hasn't even watched Delores by himself for more than an hour or two, so I hate it when he says "he understands," too. He is a great dad, but he doesn't get it.
Today I hope my in laws will watch Delores for a while so I can get some rest. My nesting will probably get the best of me and I will do some laundry and organizing, but I planned way in advance to have Josh help me get this house clean before the baby comes so I really don't have much else to do. Oh I just realized I dreamed the baby was coming and I was yelling at Josh to just sweep the floors because we had to be ready. lol. The night before I dreamed I was breastfeeding our new baby. Obviously I am ready for her to be here. Maybe tonight. Maybe.
So I hope everyone has a terrific Saturday!
Showing posts with label sleep. Show all posts
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Saturday, February 12, 2011
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Saturday part 2
Last night Delores slept great. She got up at 9 and 12 and I haven't heard another peep out of her all night. So no bottle, yay! I, on the other hand, did not fall asleep until 1:00 and popped up wide awake at 6:30. I also got up a couple of times to pee and to kick Ava's kennel because she woke me up whining because it was thundering outside. It had to have been the allergy medication. When I do fall asleep normally I sleep pretty hard and sleep in a little later. Not today. My tiredness will probably hit me around dinner when it starts to wear off. I guess I'll take advantage of this time and get a shower before anyone else gets up.
Blog ya later. lol
Blog ya later. lol
Friday, February 4, 2011
finally friday...9 days left
Morning! It was so hard to get motivated this morning. It is rainy out side and dark and it is a friday. By this time, as mentioned before, I'm just not into doing the same old same old.
Last night was better than the night before, but not much better. Delores got up 3 times and the extra pacis in her bed did not help. Maybe if she was confident that I would be coming in after her it would work, but she knows Josh's "week," has started and she has started standing up in her crib wanting to be picked up instead of just sitting there waiting for her paci to magically pop into her mouth. Josh had to give her a bottle at 5:30. I just don't get that. When she knows it's my week she will sleep through the night and not even want a bottle when she gets up at 8. Suddenly when daddy takes over she will put up a fight to get one. Odd how children work with different people. Of course I got up 2 of those three time because I'm just programed to do that and Josh is still getting use to it. Sometimes it is just easier for me to do it myself. Which is probably not a good thing cause she's gonna have a hard time getting use to Josh going in there if I do, but I really just want to sleep and I know she will go right back to sleep if I go in there. At this point what is best in the long term is taken over by the fact that I am so exhausted.
Yesterday was pretty good. Delores made up for her fit she threw the night before by sleeping till 9:30. It didn't throw her day off too bad. She just didn't have her second nap. I still laid her down and let her play in her crib for about an hour while I got some stuff done, but she never did go to sleep. Andrea stayed till 3:00, so that was a big help. My chiropractor's appointment was not fun. It hurt so bad. I guess because my bones are so soft now in preparation for the baby. I didn't have any pain after the adjustment but oh my goodness it was taking my breath away and making me sweat. I would have cried if he was someone I was close to but I just don't do that. He made one last (hopefully) appointment for next thursday and I am not looking forward to that. I may actually cancel depending on how much pain I am in anyway that day.
Last night around 5:00 I started having interesting BH contractions. They were very low and very painful. They didn't really remind me of real contractions, but they were different from the false contractions I had been having. So I assumed we were probably in labor. They were about 7 minutes apart for about 2 hours, but I am a firm believer in being 100% sure before I notified anyone or called my midwife (Amy). So, with Josh's help, I got up and did our bedtime routine, ate dinner, and went and laid down. They were still there but they had tapered off to very irregular times. So about 9:00 I told Josh that they were just too far apart to do anything about it so I was gonna go to sleep and if they became more regular I would wake him up. They never did and here I am. Another day of painful disappointment has come and I am beginning to feel she will never be here. Of course she will in her and God's own time, and every pregnant women feels like that, but my belly feels like it is gonna burst from the inside out like the old Alien video. Lol.
Today my wonderful FIL is going to come get Delores to play with her for a little while and let me get some rest. I have mentioned this before, but this is bittersweet. I know she is going to miss her second nap, which means she will sleep horribly, which means that I will sleep horribly, which defeats the purpose of her going to get more rest in the first place. Lol, but they are like best friends and I'd rather her get out of the house and have some fun with her favorite person and give me some time alone than keep her here and wear me out.
Well I hear Delores talking to me through the baby monitor so I better go get her and start our day. Just one more day till I get to spend some quality time with Josh and one day closer till our due date. 9 more days!
Last night was better than the night before, but not much better. Delores got up 3 times and the extra pacis in her bed did not help. Maybe if she was confident that I would be coming in after her it would work, but she knows Josh's "week," has started and she has started standing up in her crib wanting to be picked up instead of just sitting there waiting for her paci to magically pop into her mouth. Josh had to give her a bottle at 5:30. I just don't get that. When she knows it's my week she will sleep through the night and not even want a bottle when she gets up at 8. Suddenly when daddy takes over she will put up a fight to get one. Odd how children work with different people. Of course I got up 2 of those three time because I'm just programed to do that and Josh is still getting use to it. Sometimes it is just easier for me to do it myself. Which is probably not a good thing cause she's gonna have a hard time getting use to Josh going in there if I do, but I really just want to sleep and I know she will go right back to sleep if I go in there. At this point what is best in the long term is taken over by the fact that I am so exhausted.
Yesterday was pretty good. Delores made up for her fit she threw the night before by sleeping till 9:30. It didn't throw her day off too bad. She just didn't have her second nap. I still laid her down and let her play in her crib for about an hour while I got some stuff done, but she never did go to sleep. Andrea stayed till 3:00, so that was a big help. My chiropractor's appointment was not fun. It hurt so bad. I guess because my bones are so soft now in preparation for the baby. I didn't have any pain after the adjustment but oh my goodness it was taking my breath away and making me sweat. I would have cried if he was someone I was close to but I just don't do that. He made one last (hopefully) appointment for next thursday and I am not looking forward to that. I may actually cancel depending on how much pain I am in anyway that day.
Last night around 5:00 I started having interesting BH contractions. They were very low and very painful. They didn't really remind me of real contractions, but they were different from the false contractions I had been having. So I assumed we were probably in labor. They were about 7 minutes apart for about 2 hours, but I am a firm believer in being 100% sure before I notified anyone or called my midwife (Amy). So, with Josh's help, I got up and did our bedtime routine, ate dinner, and went and laid down. They were still there but they had tapered off to very irregular times. So about 9:00 I told Josh that they were just too far apart to do anything about it so I was gonna go to sleep and if they became more regular I would wake him up. They never did and here I am. Another day of painful disappointment has come and I am beginning to feel she will never be here. Of course she will in her and God's own time, and every pregnant women feels like that, but my belly feels like it is gonna burst from the inside out like the old Alien video. Lol.
Today my wonderful FIL is going to come get Delores to play with her for a little while and let me get some rest. I have mentioned this before, but this is bittersweet. I know she is going to miss her second nap, which means she will sleep horribly, which means that I will sleep horribly, which defeats the purpose of her going to get more rest in the first place. Lol, but they are like best friends and I'd rather her get out of the house and have some fun with her favorite person and give me some time alone than keep her here and wear me out.
Well I hear Delores talking to me through the baby monitor so I better go get her and start our day. Just one more day till I get to spend some quality time with Josh and one day closer till our due date. 9 more days!
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Thursday and 10 days to go
Well last night was no fun. Josh and I rotate days on when he gets up with Delores at night. We just started doing this recently because I started thinking that "I'm not going to be able to do this with 2 kids." So the days that he isn't on call, minus the day after he gets off call, he is on night duty. It equals out to about 7 days on for him and 8 days on for me during a 2 week period. We have done this 3 times, so 6 weeks, and it has been horrible every time he goes on. She just assumes I'm gonna be the one to come in and rescue her in the middle of the night and when it isn't me she throws a fit. So last night she got up close to around 10:00 and josh went and laid her down. She cried a little and went back to sleep. At 4:00 she knew what was coming and it did not make her happy. Josh went in, tried to lay her down, and she screamed bloody murder. He went to make a bottle and I got up to see what time it was. When I saw it was 4 I thought maybe I'll just go in and she'll be calmed by me. Well she didn't want to let me go. When I tried to lay her down she just screamed harder. So Josh brought me a bottle and I gave it to her, laid her down, and tried to go back to sleep. After about an hour, and just when I was about to doze off again, she started screaming again. This time we just ignored her. She cried I guess for about 20 minutes then finally went to sleep. Poor josh had to get up for the day and I went back to sleep for about 2 hours. It is so frustrating because I know I can't get up with her when we have the new baby. I will be breastfeeding and it will be every two hours for the first month or so. Delores won't cooperate for josh and I can't sleep through her cries even if I'm in another room with the door shut. I told Josh last night "what did I get myself into?" Because seriously I feel like I am never gonna sleep again. Today I'm gonna throw all of her pacis in her crib and hope she can take care of herself during the night.
Yesterday, was very tiring. For some reason Delores just wore me out. Nothing was different about our day. I just don't have to energy to keep up with her anymore I guess.
Today I have a chiropractor appointment at 10:45. It has been about 2 weeks since I went last and I am really looking forward to it. I feel so much better after the appointment. I just love to have all my bones popped and put back in place.
The rest of the day will be pretty ordinary I guess. Andrea, Josh's sister, will be coming to watch Delores during my appointment, and probably staying until her second nap. So I'll have some company today. I start to feel really negative towards the end of the week because I am so tired of doing to same old thing. Day in and day out with Delores. I don't normally have outside adult contact and I don't get to go anywhere during the week. So by friday I am stir crazy, ready to get out of the house, and ready for some adult conversion. I'll be honest, I don't get kids, and before I had one, was not good with them. I do feel like a career mom and not a stay at home mom, so not being able to work for this long plus longer after the birth, has really taken it out of me. But I am trying to stay positive and just keep saying that it is almost over and in about 3 months I will be able to get a job (hopefully, if I can find a job). It will go by fast once the baby gets here. Right now I'm just in a rut. I hope just 10 more days to go now!
Have a great Thursday!
Yesterday, was very tiring. For some reason Delores just wore me out. Nothing was different about our day. I just don't have to energy to keep up with her anymore I guess.
Today I have a chiropractor appointment at 10:45. It has been about 2 weeks since I went last and I am really looking forward to it. I feel so much better after the appointment. I just love to have all my bones popped and put back in place.
The rest of the day will be pretty ordinary I guess. Andrea, Josh's sister, will be coming to watch Delores during my appointment, and probably staying until her second nap. So I'll have some company today. I start to feel really negative towards the end of the week because I am so tired of doing to same old thing. Day in and day out with Delores. I don't normally have outside adult contact and I don't get to go anywhere during the week. So by friday I am stir crazy, ready to get out of the house, and ready for some adult conversion. I'll be honest, I don't get kids, and before I had one, was not good with them. I do feel like a career mom and not a stay at home mom, so not being able to work for this long plus longer after the birth, has really taken it out of me. But I am trying to stay positive and just keep saying that it is almost over and in about 3 months I will be able to get a job (hopefully, if I can find a job). It will go by fast once the baby gets here. Right now I'm just in a rut. I hope just 10 more days to go now!
Have a great Thursday!
Sunday, January 30, 2011
deprivation takes over
Good morning. Well I am following through with my second goal. Not by choice to be honest. Yesterday I opened up my frustration with Delores's sleep habits to the world so I am sure you can probably tell that is the reason I am up and hour earlier than I normally am. Last night was rough to say the least. My child, who has not taken a middle-of-the-night bottle in two weeks, took 2 last night. She also got up for her normal times when her sleep cycles are the lightest and she realizes that her paci has fallen out and calls out for me to come rescue it at exactly 11:00 and 3:00 am. Not to mention since I'm pregnant I get up about 5 times a night to pee. So that makes a total of 9 times i got up last night from the time i fell asleep at 12 to 7. Is it humanly possible to go with out that much sleep? Consistently?
So how can i make the best of this day when all i feel like doing is laying in bed and recuperating from my excursions of yesterday? I just go on like every other day like nothing is wrong and I am superwomen enough to handle it all.
So, church, lunch, then a visit to the nursing home, and maybe a trip to get groceries. Hope you have a good Sunday!
So how can i make the best of this day when all i feel like doing is laying in bed and recuperating from my excursions of yesterday? I just go on like every other day like nothing is wrong and I am superwomen enough to handle it all.
So, church, lunch, then a visit to the nursing home, and maybe a trip to get groceries. Hope you have a good Sunday!
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