Thursday, February 4, 2010

Diary of a very cranky.. very mad.. pregant woman.

If I hear one more person say "Just a few more days!" or anyone even remotely mention to me the fact that having this baby any sooner than Feb 18th is just not convenient for some reason, I will infact... claw their eyes out. No one is excluded from this rule including friends and family which normally I adore but at the moment pretty much everyone sans Connor is not immune to my wrath. Mind you I'm no baby about pain, I had Connor with a faulty epidural... ie I felt the entire operation once he passed my bellybutton on the right side. I also spent 3 hours in labor with him.. very.. very.. stuck. Honestly enough I'm not sure what hurts worst being cut open or having a baby stuck against your pelvic bone for three hours. In some ways I think the stuck part was worst as there is something biological inside of you that sort of tells you to go somewhere else when you realize someone is cutting you open and you are feeling each inch.

What I've found I cannot handle is the combination of stress and lack of sleep I've experienced over the last few weeks. Between the whole domain name drama, family drama, a baby that has kept me pretty well sick most of this pregnancy, and to be all honest with you the proceeding fear that I'll end up in yet another csection with faulty anesthesia I've been a little edgy the last few weeks regardless. Is it all worth it? ABSOLUTELY!!! Am I a happy camper? NO! Heh.. ok I have to laugh at myself a bit as I without any hesitation know I'm being difficult but seriously waking up almost every night of the week for three weeks with contractions which last anywhere from thirty minutes to four hours is downright frustrating. Last night we had a good hour of very painful.. though not quite breath taking contractions which honestly got me totally pumped up. The pain is awesome as I know the pain means it might be time! The part that really pisses me off is when it stops as I know I just spent another night with no sleep and no baby. Lets not even begin to mention how sore I know I'll be the next day after having contractions all night the day before. The sensation is similar to being kicked in the crotch repetitively all night and then attempting to get up and function the next day. Not to mention I have a two year old who is as happy as a clam to come into my room at 7:30am and announce to the world that the "SUN IS UP!" which is usually beyond adorable but about makes me grind my teeth at this point. Ok.. I still have to smile at him.. that is until I try to roll out of bed and the reality of the soreness hits me in every inch of my body. It's not even the pain that bothers me that much.. its the frustration.

SO I apologize in advance for any evil looks, bitchy comments, or grumpy remarks I might make to anyone in my general path for the next two weeks. I promise I'm usually a pretty happy person. I'm just a little preoccupied and a lot tired. I am well aware of how much this is all worth it (I'm more excited than you can imagine actually which only adds to my frustration.) and that its only 14 more days so please refrain from reminding me. Hold all congratulations and sympathies for my "suffering" until I'm in recovery after the csection please. Honestly until then I only ask for two things... sleep and for this baby to either come out or cease the contractions for just a few more days please.

With all that said I will leave you with this video. My last ultrasound which is really pretty neato. I promise I'll be back to normal here shortly. Actually I promise I'll be all smiles the moment we are on the way to the hospital. heh.


Diane said...

Ooooh, do I remember people calling me up and saying, "Did you have that baby yet?" I felt like yelling "Yes and I told NO ONE! I"m now sitting on my deck with my new baby in one hand, a margarita in the other, and I kept it all a secret." As if close friends and my own family wouldn't have been told I had it... ugh. My son was late, it was an unseasonably hot May for Michigan (in the upper 80's and humid), and I kid you not, I got several calls a day from people asking if I'd had that baby yet.

Well! I for one am cheering you on! Can't wait to hear all about the new little one.

Qtpies7 said...

I went through that with one of my kids. A solid week of contractions and no sleep. The doctor wouldn't do anything about it. I was freaking out because I could say I was going to lose my mind if I had the baby and been able to abort at 8 1/2 months, but induce early? Hell no! I was livid, and not at all sane, lol.

I went to l&d and they gave me an over the counter sleeping pill. That was amazing!!!! But I recommend just buying a box at the store, because they charged me $65 for the ONE PILL at the hospital, and a box is like $8???? Over the counter pills won't keep you asleep through the real thing, but you will be able to get some rest.

Angela said...

Oh man.. if people start calling me to ask me if "I've had that baby yet.. I might go postal and start flinging dirty diapers at them. Connor has had an ongoing stomach bug so we have a good supply to fling... heh".

It IS only a few more days.. but seriously.. enough is enough. Last night was OK.. I had a few contractions but for the most part I got some sleep and the hubbie let me sleep in which is always good and bad as the days he spends all day with Connor he ends up being the one who's cranky. LOL If only he would admit it so the days he says being a stay at home mom is so "easy" I can remind him.

Needless to say he is now passed out on the couch.. and I'm up hobbling around... when I say hobbling I really do mean it. It's sort of a combination of limping, waddling, and dragging of my right leg as this child's huge noggin is actually cutting off circulation to my right leg if I don't sit/lay just right.

I can only blame the whole big head thing on myself though as Connor has one too.. and um... *cough*.. they inherited it from their mommy.


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