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Craptastic!

Posted on December 17, 2007 by Sara

My weekend was actually pretty good, despite the fact that the drama queens in my family cancelled our Christmas gathering due to the potential of a bad snow storm. This is complete jackassery if you ask me. It started with my uncle flat out refusing to go because he didn’t want to get stranded somewhere. Then my mother started freaking out until finally my aunt just cancelled it. The storm was not supposed to hit until late in the evening, when we would all be at her house anyway. Worst case scenario, we could have all stayed there. Luckily, I am a huge procrastinator so when my mother called at 10 to say it was off, I was just stepping in to the checkout line at the grocery store and I gave everything back to the cashier.

I’m a little bit smug over the fact that the weather never really got that bad.

We ended up having a good weekend anyway. We took the kids sledding and to see Santa on Saturday during the day, I took a 3 hour nap in the afternoon, and then we saw Alvin and The Chipmunks and went out for dinner in the evening. Yesterday I slept in and then baked Christmas cookies. I had good intentions of cleaning the kitchen floor, but it never happened. It is a filthy mess.

Despite the fact that I slept all weekend, I am exhausted today. Really exhausted. I have been sick in the evenings, rather than all day, and I haven’t been eating much dinner. Sick for me involves loud and exaggerated gagging which hub and the kids find to be very entertaining and imitate very well. I’m not entertained, fuck-holes. I’m surprised FIL hasn’t caught on yet. 2 more weeks ‘til I go to the doctor. This is the longest I have ever waited and it is keeeeeeling me. I just want to see my baby bean doing ok, and happily swimming around in there.

The Head Teacher from the 9-18 month room at the old daycare has transferred to the new one. She was one of CA’s favorites, and has been assigned to her room as an assistant. (I guess she takes the bus and could not transfer to the brand new center that opens in Jan. so she decided to stay with the company as an assistant.) My kids were always the teacher’s favorites at the old place (how could they not be) so it was nice to see someone who was genuinely excited to see them both and notice how much they’ve grown over the last 5 months. The old director was in for a visit last week and we got to see her too. It’s nice that we still have some ties to the old staff that we were so comfortable with.

Well this is all over the place and apparently I have nothing good to say. I’m debating taking a nap in lieu of a lunch today. Sounds like a plan.

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HodgePodge

Posted on December 13, 2007 by Sara
Something happens to me when I’m pregnant. A nice way to say it would be that I like to run my mouth, but really there’s a lot more to it. In addition to running my mouth I have a tendency to live with NO FEAR, (a la Tessie) and maybe put myself in a situation that could have some consequences.

Generally, it’s just the mouth running, which I will get in to later. But today, I could have been killed in the Tim Horton’s parking lot. I pulled in, as normal, where it’s a straight shot to the drive thru. As I was pulling in, a truck was wrapping around the building trying to get in too. I let him go in front of me, as he was legitimately first. Then, the shit of a guy behind him tried to sneak in too. I refused to stand for it and jammed my way in front of him. I looked him in the eye and mouthed “mother fucker”. He was obviously pissed. I refused to look away and stared at him until I was fully in the drive thru and placing my order. I’m pretty sure that if he hadn’t had a chick in the car with him, he’d have gotten out. I’d have gotten out too. No worries.

So here are some lessons others have learned over the course of my 2.03 pregnancies:

*Don’t mess with me in the drive thru
*If I send you a meeting invite detailing the meeting room, don’t ask me 5 minutes before “where are we meeting?” because I will ream you a new one.
*Stop calling Facilities about the heat.
*I will tell you constantly that your behavior is causing me to go in to premature labor.
*I will run my mouth at inappropriate times and expect you to act like it’s no big deal.
*I will also inexplicably burst in to tears over a pre-baby photo. (This one to be exact taken the spring before we got married)

I hope you all will be able to live with me until August.

In other news, I have convinced my husband to hold off on telling the family until after I’ve been to the Dr. which is January 2nd. I didn’t even necessarily have concerns about saying anything early, but I don’t know if I’m prepared for the reaction of “Oh my god, a 3rd??!!” or “don’t you know how this happens by now?” as if it were some sort of accident, yet. Not to mention that the first thing out of my mother’s mouth will probably have something to do with how small our house is and how will we possibly fit 6 people in it. Nevermind that we’ve been slowly remodeling for the last 5 years, and that moving does not fit in to our 10 year plan. We will make it work; we are adults.

We are still freaking out hardcore about boy’s names, but I think, THINK, that we have settled on Abby if it’s a girl. (this totally means it will be a boy)

My work Christmas party is tonight and we are having a terrific snow storm. Should be interesting. I’m not even going home in between but this means that I will not see the kiddos until tomorrow morning. (frown) This also means hub has to bathe them both and put them in bed. (GRIN!)

Speaking of bathing—I had a minor panic attack about having to bathe 3 children. I hate bath time more than you could imagine. I’m thinking it’s time to get ED in to showers. I also realized that Hub will be in California the 1st week in September. And I will be home alone. With 3 children. One who will be up to eat at all hours of the night.

Calgon, take me away!!!

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Bitching and Moaning

Posted on December 10, 2007 by Sara

Here is a warning. I am about to do nothing but be miserable and bitch. If you’re not up for it, you should leave now. If you choose to stay….remember, you’ve been warned.

I have some sort of weird up and down morning all day sickness. It goes a little something like this: wake up ravenously hungry so I eat which makes me feel sick for about 3 or 4 hours until all of the sudden I am STARVING again, to the point where I am shaking, so again, I eat and am nauseous all over again. This goes on all day. A.Vicious.Circle
There seem to be a few smells that are bothering me a lot these last few days. They are: ED’s wet diaper in the morning, cheerios in a bowl with milk, the litter box regardless of whether it is clean or dirty, our fabric softener, and most of all Doritos. Please, if you are within lets say 5 miles, no Doritos please. Our office admin actually ate some and then brought me some mail—which now reeks of Doritos and is being looked at by someone else because I can not handle it.
My cat has a real freaking problem cleaning his ass. To the point where he is leaving poop marks on my bed and pillow. I spent last night washing sheets, pillow cases and actual pillows. I also attempted to clean his bum myself. Then I FREAKED out because pregnant people aren’t supposed to clean the litter box……so I should probably stay away from his crap, right?
I have crazy insomnia- I can only sleep for 2-3 hours at a time and then I am up for 2-3 hours. It actually kind of sucks. But it does allow me to catch up on TiVo. I’m having crazy crazy dreams too. Like crashing in to horses with my car kind of crazy. Yeah. No wonder I am crabby.
If you see my hubby could you tell him that just because we are both home at the same time, and just because the kids are sleeping, there is no rule that says we need to do it. Really. No rule. I have never been less interested.
Hubby fixed an air duct in our basement and now we have adequate heat flowing through the house. Too bad it is now 170 degrees in there and I swear I can feel it blowing on me 24/7.
Speaking of heat, it is about 200 degrees at work today. Why? Because one of my employees calls facilities 5 times a day because she is freezing. Nobody else is cold. SO I told her on Friday that it may be a lot easier for her to add layers than it is for others to strip them off. I am THIS CLOSE to really losing it.
Another associate flat out refused to answer calls today because she was logging an account. It’s really not my problem that you can’t type and talk at the same time. Keep your ass on the phone! GAAAH!
I am so so so so so so thirsty!!! Nothing quenches it. It is constant.
Then I saw THIS!

Oh well, tomorrow is another day.

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Baby Names? Already?

Posted on December 5, 2007 by Sara

I realize that I am like, a day pregnant. I do. (Ok, I am 5 weeks—in my 6th week, but whatever.) But these are things that I talk about when I’m not expecting, so it’s totally ok.

Anyhoo, we’ve been throwing around the idea of not finding out what we’re having this time to change it up a little bit. Part of me thinks it’s a great idea—we already have everything we need either way gender wise. The nosey Nellie in me needs to know right away. If it were possible to know today I would find out. I guess I have plenty of time to make a decision.

With all of this baby talk comes name talk though and it is proving to be a challenge, especially in the boy category. We kicked around Ben but decided it sounded ridiculous with our last name. We both kind of like Henry. But just kind of. I like Andrew, or Andy or Drew, he doesn’t. I like Hayden, he doesn’t—because Hayden Christianson played Darth Vader in Star Wars……So then I suggested Luke and he was against that too. He suggested Edward to which I replied ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?? Like we would be these freaks with 2 kids named Eddie. WTF. Our fall back name is Matthew, which is my brother’s name. It couples nicely with Christopher as a middle name, which is hub’s brother’s name. (I feel bad though because my other brother might get jealous) It also makes for some nice rapper MC jokes. In fact we were like “MC Lastname!” all night making “wickie wickie” record spinning sounds. I think we’re leaning toward a little bit out of the ordinary if it’s a boy, though.

For girls, we still both like Olivia, but again, the last name issue. We both really like Abbey too, but not as a nickname for Abigail, just Abbey. My problem with that name is that just before we were married there was this girl Hub worked with who has the same name. She kind of stalked him for a while and sent him some love letters. Until I sent her a nasty email which somehow gave ME a reputation where he worked as being a crazy bizotch. But I digress– I think I can get past it. I THINK. I love Grace, he hates it. I like Ella and he’s iffy on it. I like Jenna, he hates it.

Chinese gender predictor says it’s a girl. It has never been wrong before, but of course there is no science behind it.

We are definitely open to suggestions at this point—especially for boys. PLEASE! NAME OUR BABY!

I have 8.5 more months to think about it.

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Redundant

Posted on December 4, 2007 by Sara

So the endocrinologist was swell. The good news is that they gave me blood work slips to last for my entire pregnancy. I don’t have to go back in until April; they will call me when my blood work comes back every 6 weeks. Nice, right? The bad news, of course, is blood work every 6 weeks. The price we pay for healthy babies, I’ll tell ya!

I did have fun reading the inane signs they had up in their office. Redundancy really annoys me, and it was EVERYWHERE. Obviously, their secretary needs to take a class or something. Here are some samples:

“This year once again we will be accepting donations for a family in need like we did last year.” (Once again this year like last year? YAY!)

“Beginning in May 2008 we will start offering 7:00 AM in the morning appointments. Would you like to come in at 7:00 AM in the morning?” (no, I’d like to come in at 7:00 AM in the evening.)

I really wanted to take photos but I think they would have thought it was weird.

Anyway, if you are wondering about pregnant old me, I am the way I always am early on. Exhausted, gassy, my boobs are sore, and in a rare twist, they are actually leaking. Seems odd for 5 weeks, but ok. I am so tired that I was driving on the thruway this morning at a pretty good pace thinking that maybe, just maybe, it would be ok to close my eyes for a second. I decided against it though. As a result of being tired though (or maybe just as a result of being pregnant, I don’t know, they tell me I was a raging biotch with E), I’m being a huge bitch at work. I can see my Christmas gift just sliding down the toilet. I can’t help it. I sent an email to all of my folks that start at 9:00 AM (in the morning) because as of 9:03 none of them were here. I also made a comment to one of my staffers to do less eating and more working. Yeah. That one could actually get me in some trouble.

Which is why I’m here. If I don’t pay attention to them, they can’t annoy me.

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Posted on December 4, 2007 by Sara

It’s so hard to abandon an entire BLOG. I wish there was a way to download my other entries over here. I’ll probably end up copying some of them and linking to others. I don’t know. I’m attached. But then I think of my mother. Asking if she could read my “Tradition” entry. Out loud. To our whole family at Christmas. Then I’m seething all over again and I remember why I sat down and relocated yesterday. Blogging is not supposed to be hard. It’s supposed to be relaxing. GAH!

I also don’t want people to think that I’m only going to write about my pregnancy since I’ve named my blog Incubation Nation. I just thought it was kind of hip and trendy. My blog will be much the same, if not less censored than it previously was.

That all being said—how did it get to be December? December 4th no less? The kids and I started their Advent calendars (one day late, so they each opened 2 on Sunday, but whatever) and Hub and I are disagreeing on how to open them. I say (and this is how we’re doing it) that you work backwards, as in today is 21 days until Christmas, so we open slot 21. He says I should be opening based on the date—today is the 4th so we open slot 4. He’s probably right, but don’t tell him I said so. I find that doing it my way though eases those constant questions of “How many more days until it’s Christmas??? Mommy? How many days NOW???”

We had some pretty wicked weather yesterday, all snowing and blowing and nasty. When I was getting ED out of the car at daycare he looked and me, and touched the snow in my hair, and said “Mommy, you look so beautiful with all of that snow in your hair.” He was so serious and adorable, I could have died right there. I love that even though he’s about to be 4 (In like 4 weeks!! What the heck!!) he is still such a mama’s boy.

I have an appointment with my endocrinologist today. At least somebody wants to see me right away. I tried to get them to just send me scripts for blood work in the mail, but they insisted that I come in. Typically, when pregnant, I have to increase my levothyroxin dose because the baby sucks up what little metabolism I have. I know this. They know this. But whatever, I’ll go in there and chat with them for a while. At least it will get me out of work for a few hours.

I’m also wondering if since my OB won’t see me til January, if I am feeling under the weather, should I call my primary? I still haven’t quite kicked what I had last month with the sore throat and the coughing and all that jazz. I was already on azithromicin and was better for a few days. I will more than likely ride it out for a few more days and then see what happens.

Ok, off to take some photos for my department to display at our Christmas party. Yeah, my job is really hard. : )

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And Then There Were Three

Posted on December 3, 2007 by Sara

Ahh, so here I am. It feels a little less stressful.. I thought about not mentioning anything on my Blog for an entire month while I wait to go to the doctor, but instead, I’ve decided to relocate. I’ve never really been comfortable, since my mom found my blog anyway. So here it is; a fresh start.

And what perfect timing!

I am expecting our third child this August. It’s still not entirely real to me. I mean, I’ve known for all of 4 days, but still. So.Not.Real.

What’s that? You want a timeline? OK!

Well of course, there was that one time, 11/14 to be exact………then there was my frantic phone call to hubby on 11/17 saying, hey, I just tracked my cycle online, and my most fertile day would have been 11/14……

Earlier last week I put it out there. I told him “I know I say this every month. I know. But I feel very pregnant right now.” He blew me off of course, but I was feeling that lactational let down sensation that I’d had early on with CA, plus my boobs were killing me on top of it.

I tested on Friday morning, after I had already peed so I barely had to go. So, I trickled on to the stick and crossed my fingers. It was faint, but it was definitely there……a blue plus sign. I told hubby “I guess this explains my weeping uncontrollable when you surprised me with the mixer.” Indeed. Friday was a blur. I gagged all day long, but I convinced myself it was nerves. It couldn’t possibly be that I’d just found out that morning and was already sick. Just not possible. I tested again in the evening, and again got the positive result.

Saturday was more of reality setting in. Like crap crap holy crap SHIT! Like what the hell am I going to do?!?!?!? CRAP!! CRAP!!! HOLY SHIT!!! 3 KIDS!!! Nauseous all day

Yesterday I had settled down a bit. Ok, we can do this. I can totally (well maybe) handle 3 kids. Again with the nausea though. I can’t help but thinking it is a bit too early for all of this—but I’m fine until I eat. After I eat, I feel like crap. But whatever. I hardly slept at all last night because my mind was going a mile a minute.

This of course brings us to today. I called the dr. this morning and they don’t want to see me until I’m 8 weeks. Especially because it’s my 3rd pregnancy. They’ve always seen me right away in the past so I’m a little bit uneasy. We also wanted to tell our families at Christmas, but now I’m unsure. I would have liked to have that 1st ultrasound before we begin broadcasting it, you know. I’m not really sure where that leaves us.

I came very close to throwing up when I dropped the kids off this AM. All of the kiddy daycare smells just set me off. I’m standing strong though. I’ve never thrown up from morning sickness before, and I’m not about to start now.

So here’s the question……Is it weird that I have E’s comment in the back of my mind? You know the one—-“So when you have those 2 other babies, how many of us will there be?”

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