Pill Popper

So the horrible thing? I pop pills all day long. Even worse? Sometimes I forget and end up needing to play catch up. That is no fun. It's 10:30 and I just realized I forgot to start my day off with my synthroid. This one has to be taken on an empty stomach. Oops. Then I have all these stupid vitamins I'm supposed to take along with my procardia. Then if I forget my zantac I am screwed! Same with the zofran. I am sitting here thinking, gee why is my esophagus burning and what's up with the nausea? Oh yeah. It would help if I had taken my morning pills. Hmph. You'd think being a nurse I'd be better at this. I am great at keeping track of pills for others but for myself I just don't give a flying flip. Unless I start to notice I feel "off". Great huh? So I just popped all my morning pills. Lined 'em up and shoved 'em down the hatch. I will be in so much trouble if I ever get really ill and need to take this crap long term.

I'm bored...

Yes I'm bored. So here are some baby bump pictures. These are not the best quality. I really should have Mike take a nice one before Cadence arrives. These bathroom mirror shots have GOT to stop.

32 weeks

33 weeks

What a difference a week makes! 

Footed Jammies

Is there anything cuter than a toddler wearing footed jammies?

There is a sweet innocence that reminds me of my own childhood. Curling up in my jammies to watch morning cartoons. 

Knowing that all is right with the world and that you are cozy and protected... I love footed jammies. I hope Ethan never outgrows this stage. Or if he does that he stays young and innocent. 

That's my preggo sentimental rambling for the day. Thanks for looking! 

Burp Cloth

Here is my burp cloth that I made last night. Ugh. Need to take one with the good camera, the cell phone pics aren't very nice. 

Getting Crafty

Today I attempted a boppy cover using an online tutorial. It didn't quite work out. It was way to small. :( So I wasted a yard of gorgeous Alexander Henry fabric and I'll have to give it another try. I did however have enough left over to make 2 burp cloths for the baby. I also have Canyon Flutter material coming in the mail (hopefully tomorrow) so I can make some more burp cloths. Here is one of my handy dandy creations for today. Note: the hubby went WITH me to JoAnn's today with no complaining. I was impressed.

Delightful Sunday

It's super bowl Sunday. *gag*. Can I say the only thing I'm looking forward to is the food and also the END of football season and the return of my husband on Sunday afternoons! I see productive weekends ahead. I see days no longer filled with screaming and shouting at the TV. Yippee!! I can't wait for a football free weekend. In honor of this special occasion I am making monkey bread. It smells delightful! My mouth is watering and the fact that I have borderline GD will not stop me. I am going to gobble some monkey bread, run to the hospital to get my labs drawn (pesky platelets) and get back here in time to go to the brother in laws house for a super bowl "party" in which I will consume whatever junk food is in front of me and wish I could be home cleaning my house and getting the last of my projects done. *sigh* There's always next weekend for that. I guess....

No more hair

Ok this mama is tired and fed up with cat hair. It is everywhere! I can vacuum and minutes later my clean carpets are again covered in clumps of cat hair. Ugh. It's not the cat's fault. She has long hair. Cat's shed. It's a fact of life. But I'm pregnant and tired and dang it she's clogging up my vacuum with her mane. So the solution: clip it. I took her to the groomer yesterday and she did surprisingly well. She had never been groomed before. Ever. I thought once the clippers came out that I was going to be covered in cat scratches. She was very good. She layed there on the table and let us torture her. The only time she tried to bite was when they clipped the hair on her front legs. That was fun! She managed to nip me once but luckily not the groomer. Is her new "do" pretty? Absolutely not! She looks really really ridiculous! Is it functional and going to help with my hair problem? Absolutely! (don't worry she is an indoor only kitty so she doesn't need a fur coat. I promise she won't freeze) Here are some shots of our new Jewel. (sorry darling)

Before: (taken a few years ago) look at all that hair!

After: 

Anemia

I mentioned a few posts ago about anemia from this pregnancy. Today I have been at the end of my rope. Part of that is from being uncomfortable. The other part is that I woke up at 5 am after very poor sleep and I am so so tired. My entire body feels heavy. In fact I feel so sluggish it's kind of how I felt before I was taking my thyroid medication. Like I could sink into the couch cushions and never get up. Hard to explain. Just dead tired. So I looked up the symptoms of  Anemia on WebMD.

Symptoms common to many types of anemia include the following:

• Easy fatigue and loss of energy - check
• Unusually rapid heart beat, particularly with exercise - sometimes, not very frequent
• Shortness of breath and headache, particularly with exercise - um yes, all the time. But I have been blaming that on the pregnancy. It could go either way. But even at rest I feel sort of "starved for air" if that makes any sense?
• Difficulty concentrating - check
• Dizziness - check
• Pale skin - check (however I do live in Seattle, I'm always pale)
• Leg cramps - check
• Insomnia - OMG YES! Insomnia! And usually I sleep so well. 

I am getting my CBC redrawn on Sunday with a follow up appt. on Monday. I am very curious to see what the labs are. To bad I can't blame my irritability on this. Guess I'll blame that on the insomnia and hormones. Ok gonna go make a snow cone.... FYI I did start an iron supplement this week but so far I don't feel any different.

losing my mind!!!

I've been up since 5 am and everything is driving me insane today. The cat has been meowing non-stop. I'm about to drop kick her out the damn door! That is all for now. UGH

Big Boy Bed

Wow what a day! Today we put together Ethan's big boy bed. Sounds simple right?  Ha! Like anything is ever simple for us. Here's how it went. First we tried just rolling the crib out of his room. Didn't fit through the doorway. So we took off the door. Still not budging. So Mike took one side rail off and while he was at it he raised the mattress back up for the new baby. Got it as far as the hallway turned up on one side and then we couldn't get it to fit through the baby's room. Next Mike tried taking off the door to the baby room and the hinges wouldn't budge. Grr! (Imagine the words coming out of his mouth... my 2 year old said the "F" word today... but that is another story for another day) So then we had to just go ahead and dismantle the entire crib. This crib is the biggest PITA. There are so many screws. Then he had to reassemble it. By this time it has been well over an hour and it is almost 2 pm. Note that is 2 hours PAST Ethan's nap time. Things are spiraling downhill fast. Then my poor hubby gets to put together the "big boy bed". Again so many screws and pieces it'd make your head spin. Does it really need to be this complicated?

 By almost 3 pm we finally have the bed together, sheets and blanket on, pillow pet and teddy bear ready to go. Get Ethan hyped up for his nap and he comes running in to his bedroom, trips, falls and bursts into tears. Now he's hysterical because he's overly tired and he bumped his tummy on the toy he was carrying when he tripped. I start to tuck him in. He's clawing at my neck saying "No thank you! Don't want it!" and crying. Um.... mommy guilt kicks in. Here I am forcing my baby to grow up so that I can have his crib for the new baby. Now this mommy is in tears. Ethan is in tears. I try to put on a brave face and hide the fact that I have a lump the size of New York City in my throat and my eyes are brimming. Darn preggo hormones. I hold him for a little while and finally tuck him in, tell him to stay put. He looks at me with those big puppy dog brown eyes and nods. His face is streaked with tears. I flee the room so I can lay down on my own big girl bed and cry my broken mommy heart out. Ha ha! It's funny now. He did settle down and actually nap. I consider that a victory now that my judgement is better. (mommy took a nap too)

Tonight at bedtime he is all smiles when I tuck him in. I take a picture of him posing proudly on his bed saying "Cheese". Adorable. Of course my damn  memory stick didn't hold onto the picture. It is lost somewhere in a big black hole of lost pictures. Stupid technology. I will try to get a picture of him on his big boy bed for tomorrow. Here are a few crummy ones from my iPhone without Ethan in them. Tonight has been a long day. I'm sure there are many more days like this to come. This mommy doesn't do change well and it's so bittersweet watching my babies grow up.

Ethan's big boy bed. The teddy bear was mine, given to me as a baby from my Grandma Kathy