Sunday, April 23, 2006

I Am A Watched Pot

And therefore I shall never boil.

My houseful o' family has all gone home. My mom was here, my sister and her kids spent a night, and my little brother stayed here for a couple of days, but they've all dispersed now, and we are alone again. Waiting.

In other news...

I like to sew. I make baby carriers, or rather, I used to. I haven't touched them since fall, and I've had a bunch sitting in a plastic bin in my garage, doing nothing. Suddenly there was a resurgence of interest in them, and in the space of just a few days, I've sold eight. One of the buyers wants more (to retail) when she sells through the ones she's just purchased. I feel like such hot shit.

I've also been making diapers for the new kid (in case he ever decides to vacate the womb), and tonight I tried a couple of new tricks with my old pattern. I love it! It seems a bit silly to get so excited about a diaper, but I'm really jazzed about it, especially as it may even be a source of income. Of course, I don't foresee having any spare time to sew for the next little while, but in the future, it's entirely possible--especially once N is in kindergarten next year and G is in preschool.

Also of note: my mom gave us her old video camera, which is nice since our camera was stolen last year. Now we can tape the birth if we like, or at least get some footage of the little heel-dragger once he's on the outside.

So aside from this pesky pregnancy going on and on and on, I'm feeling pretty great. Maybe this kid is just giving me a little extra time to get my crap together before he brings total chaos to our life. Thanks dude!

Wednesday, April 19, 2006

BabyWatch 2006

Here I am. Still pregnant. This pregnancy thing? So nine months ago.

Saw the midwife today, and she advised me to not be too impatient (my earliest "official" due date isn't for another 9 days, after all). Yeah, right. My back is killing me. My arse is enormous. I have to pee every five minutes. On the plus side, I'm nesting and my floors have never been cleaner. Today my mom entertained the kids while I crawled around on my hands and knees and scrubbed the floor with a brush. The resulting clean floor made me so happy I wanted to roll around on it, maybe lick it here and there. Never before have I found cleaning to be so gratifying. Is this how it feels to be a neat freak? It's the closest I'll ever get, I'm sure.

My mom is here, and is also eager for me to have this baby before she has to leave on Sunday. So the pressure's on...but the baby is still comfy in his little hidey-hole and seems to have no intention of leaving. My cousin suggested I run up and down the stairs while drinking castor oil and touching my nipples. But I declined--no way I could handle all those stairs.

I'm bagged. I need to go to bed and sleep for about a week. Does that mean I'm going to go into labour tonight? Wishful thinking. But I'll keep wishing...

Thursday, April 13, 2006

Still Pregnant...Still Sick

I'm counting the days until this baby arrives. I feel like I'm in a race against time, trying desperately to get everything ready before the Big Day. I'm so ready to have this baby...but I'm so unprepared. The preparation is beginning to feel unimportant to me, although I'm still compelled to sort laundry and diapers, and mop the floor, etc etc.

It's a full moon. Lots of women have babies when the moon is full. I am not having a baby. I feel cheated. But still a bit relieved--a little more time to get things ready! Time to scrub a bathroom!

Last night we tried putting the boys in the same room at bedtime. Considering G's inability to sleep anywhere but in his own crib in his own room, I think it went okay. We were only up half the night, not the entire night as I feared. G slept for a while in N's bed with him, and then moved over to the toddler bed we moved in for him. There was much fussing, but there was actually some sleeping too.

Yesterday N was supersniffly, and coughing a bit. Today he's coughing a lot, and sniffling even more. I even gave him cough syrup, and it didn't seem to help a bit. I'm so sick of sickness! I would love for everyone to be well before this kid shows up. But can I wait that long?

Really, I'm not due for another couple of weeks, so I don't know why I'm so impatient. Why am I anxious to have someone waking me up even more than my bigger kids already do? To have someone who requires a thorough cleaning of their butt on an almost hourly basis? Someone who would like nothing better than to be permanently attached to my boob, even when I need to eat or sleep or go pee?

I guess it's time for a change from the feet in my ribcage, the leg cramps, the pressure on my bladder, the occasional six-hour unbroken stretch of sleep...

Saturday, April 01, 2006

What To Expect When You're Expectorating

Wow. My head is so full of mucous right now. So are my lungs, which are rejecting it via disgusting coughing fits. My head, however, is jealously hoarding all that mucous (so if you were wondering, you can't have any--I know, you're devastated), and now it's seeping into my ears. So while the sounds of the outside world are becoming muffled, I can hear my own wheezy breathing very very clearly. The last time I had an ear infection, I wanted very badly to remove my head. I hope this time doesn't cause as much pain or warrant as much medication. I'm trying not to drug the baby up too much--that said, THANK GOD FOR TYLENOL COLD PM. You can take it when you're pregnant! Happy day!

I'm also liking these antibacterial throat lozenges I picked up, because they quell the nighttime coughing, and I think they make my teeth feel less fuzzy in the morning.