Friday, November 27
Good birth control
35 weeks
posted by CheekyMoo @ 1:13 PM
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Wednesday, November 25
Stick a fork in me....
I'm tired. I'm also toeing the line between sane and nervous breakdown. My blood sugars are fine but still he grows. Last check at 34 weeks they estimated him at 8 lbs. Plus I have 3 x as much amniotic fluid as I should. So I haven't felt much like writing. Just a lot of crying. God bless Scott as I think I'd be a mental patient at this point without him. So basically I started a web site for our family to get updates from. I'm really depressed and don't even feel like answering the phone to anyone. If anyone would like the link please email me and I'll give it if I know you. PixieChickAZ@gmail.com Also I'm on facebook fairly regularly so you can find me there also, will tell you how if you email me. Maybe.My kids both came down with H1N1. The boy version did surprisingly well considering he was younger and his symptoms came on really really fast. The girl version of moi my little mini me had a really tough time. It went on and on and on. Finally she was better then 3 days later she woke up and couldn't see. Long story short she wound up spending a week in the hospital for excess fluid on the brain. They thought they'd have to put a shunt in but knock on wood so far she's fine and back to herself again. I think I have yet to recover emotionally or physically from that.
We do anticipate this little guys arrival any time. I say half hoping he'll hear me and make his way to the exit.
Have I mentioned tubal ligation?
posted by CheekyMoo @ 11:34 PM
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Wednesday, October 21
The fat fetus
I think I need a whole new blog called the fat fetus. It's pretty fucked up to be told your fetus is fat and needs to slow down with the weight gain. Now when people stop me and ask me when I'm due or if I'm about to pop I just feel like answering..."Welllll...you see...I have a fat fetus."I decided it should be illegal to force a pregnant woman to follow some crazy diet. It was really cute when my Dietician started talking about the food pyramid to me. I know that shit like the back of my hand! However when you're pregnant there is this whole other category called DELICIOUSNESS. Everything tastes delicious. And I'm sorry but if a bowl of plain old oatmeal and a pumpkin pie blizzard both give me the same reading what am I supposed to choose? Not that I've tried this mind you...that was an..err...theory is all.
So the hospital registers a woman with gestational diabetes and has you write down what you want for your first meal. I was told most women select chocolate cake. Fuck that! First of all at night I dream of tall ice cold glasses of milk. And right behind that milk is a big helping of chips and salsa from my favorite restaurant. Screw the cake! I can have sugar free cake at home that tastes just as good. Bring me bread! Wrapped around some ice cream!
So I start on insulin tomorrow to see if it will help with the growth of my fat fetus. The way the doctors all speak to me I feel like he's in there in a diaper already ready to come into this world sumo style. Poor little guy. I just think it's completely fucked up all around that my whole life is now revolving around food.
I wonder if I can fit fuck in a post anymore? Probably but I have to go make my before bed snack. I'll have some air..with a side of more air.
posted by CheekyMoo @ 10:21 PM
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