Bizaar Dreams and Baby Showers

Last night I dreamed that I was in the bathroom when Melody decided to be born. I called out to Chris who said he would be there in a second and then all of a sudden she came flying out. I caught her and put her on my chest (like they do in all the baby birthing shows) and realized she wasn't breathing. So I sucked the stuff from out of her mouth and nose. And then I woke up. So odd. But quick and painless... Hopefully the real one will be like that... Anyone believe that is going to happen?

Also, this past weekend was the best baby shower ever! I had all kinds of wonderful people there and I got to play skee-ball and the fireman game! Plus cake and really good rice. All the makings of a happy girl. And I just got pictures from Fluffy so I will post them as soon as I get home.

I went to the OB yesterday and found out that Melody is still hiding from the sonagram... It took the Doctor (a different one than my normal lady who is out for another couple of weeks) about three or four min to find it and then she kept shaking Melly to make her move around. Which, of course, made me giggle. And then she said: If you notice lots of decreased movement you need to get into the hospital right away and get on a fatal monitor. What is it about the Ob office I go to? They always give me something new and exciting to worry about. On the plus side.... three more weeks is as long as I can go...

Anemia and you

Most of you who have talked to me about baby Melody have heard of my re-occuring issues with nose bleeds. Well, I told you all about my fun and exciting trip to the doctor last week and now I have the test results back... I'm anemic. What? Let's think about this for a moment... I have been tested for anemia every time I went to a doctor for the past five months. Why would this suddenly show up now? I ask you all... what in the world?

Angry Lawn Gnome

I went to the OB yesterday. She measured my belly several times and then decided I needed an ultrasound. Ok. I like ultrasounds. Melody doesn't, but then she still doesn't get too much of a say in the situation. I found out that the reason for this is that my belly got really big in the last two weeks and she was concerned as to why. So I went in and laid on the table and got all gooped-up. And low and behold I got a good look at Melody. She is head down and ready to come out... and huge! Right now she is approx 7.5 pounds and we still have three and a half weeks to go. So the good news is she is ready and waiting to come out, the not so good news is that if she chooses to say inside much longer she is going to be too big for a natural birth. So I am scheduled for an inducement on the 12th of Nov. (And yes, that does mean they have moved up the due date, again)

My favorite part of this whole thing is I have more pictures of her. I have two beautiful shots of her little face...and she looks adorable and pissed. In fact she looks like an angry little lawn gnome. And who wouldn't be angry upside down and squished into a little space all the time. She looks a lot like her daddy. Especially when he has his grumpy face going on.

So the good news is that everything is well and good...Melody is healthy and very happy and very big. Now if only she will come out and play.

It's over... now what?

Faire is over for the season for me. As is baby class. After this weekend the baby shower will be over. And in three weeks I will be on maternity leave. Now what?

Baby class last night was a pleasant surprise. Although I couldn't stop yawning, it was minimal torture and maximum talking to the other students. And, strangely enough, I am the only new mom in the group who is going back to work directly after the 6 weeks is up (except for one couple who lives and works at the same place so the baby will always be at work). But I like the way we live now and I don't want to give up being able to go out and do things as well as pay the bills. So there you are.

Closing parade was great! My girls were awesome. All of them dressed up like they were pregnant, including the seven year old girl. The downside to me being in the parade was the gap between the pregnant girls and everyone else... we were walking sloooooooooooooooooooooow. Oh but it was fun. And I am very glad it is over for the season. I don't have the ability to do much more of this always getting up and camping over the weekend stuff.

And for now that is all you get. I have to be at work early for a conference today. Tah.

How a crib can change your life

This week has been very eventful. Not quite as fun packed as last week, but lots of things are falling into place. To start with I went to my normal doctor this week to check into all the bloody noses. She took the test sheet that my OB gave me and added more blood tests and then demanded I have a flu shot. I have never had a flu shot in my life and was very hesitant... I mean seriously, if I have the shot I will not build up the antibodies from getting sick and it will make if worse in the future, but she bullied me into it. And now I am sitting here with sore arm from giving up three vials of blood plus being shot with the plague.

In baby class we were given handfuls of ice and told to ignore them while doing the counting/breathing thing. I still disbelieve that a handfull of ice (or clothespins on my ears) feels anything like contractions... but with one class left I'm pretty much game for anything. We also watched a video on how to make a newborn quiet (which had a section on shaken baby syndrome, for those of you who know about my baby games...and I realize that sounds very bad, doesn't it?)

Meanwhile back to the crib issue. The crib that Mr. C's mom bought us came yesterday. I almost made it through the night without demanding that it be put together. So the last thing Mr. C and I did last night was make a beautiful crib for our baby. And let me tell you... babies seem much more real when you have their bed taking up a good section of you bedroom space. I put one of the quilts I have been given on it and all the stuffed animals in it and wow... I'm really having a baby. And that baby will turn into a little girl who will grow up into a big girl... and OMG I'm having a baby.

A month? What do you mean?

I turned in all of the paperwork for my maternity leave yesterday. And then I came to the jarring reality that I was making plans not for the far future, but for about a month from now! Woah! Which of course started a flurry of activity including me cleaning out the dresser that I had stuffed all of Melody's stuff into and cleaning out a closet and several other baby related moments.

I went to see the OB yesterday and she said Melody is getting fat and seems to be very happy. (Her mom isn't too happy, but the baby is) I also get to see my regular Dr. next week to look into the bloody noses I keep getting. Yes, we are back to those. Mostly because they are not going away and I don't have any other odd things going on. But on the plus side it means that I get to go through another battery of blood work. I am going to be so light headed... Did you know that the closer you get to your due date the more you have to see the OB? I have now officially moved from once a month to every two weeks. I wonder when I get to see her every week?

Alright, it's that time again...
I'll talk to myself more later.

Tah.

A Bug Bomb in my Bung Hole

This weekend I learned just how much fun some things are to say. And if it weren't for this nifty little catch phrase, I would be a whole lot more grumpy...

Everything was going pretty good at faire this weekend. We were running a little late both days (one because of a meeting the other because Sunday was tired day for everyone). But besides that, they pumped my well on Saturday night !!! I was so excited!!! We were ready when opening parade came by both days it was great! We gigged and had fun and then it was Sunday afternoon... and the ants came out.

Yes, you heard me. A huge colony of ants decided to live in the well between the wood and the plastic coating. So I pulled all the girls off the well and grabbed my handy bottle of bleach and started to perform mass insecticide. Thousands of the little buggers died by my bleach covered hands!! Muhahahaha!

Then I walked up to the Entertainment trailer and said: I'm so excited that the well was pumped last night! Thank you so much. The new problem is ants. The well needs to be tented and someone needs to put a bug bomb in my bung hole. Then I realized what I said and promptly fell over laughing.

I did end up going home early, by the way... but I made sure the well was in good hands.

heh, a bug bomb in my bung hole.