TGIF!

This morning I was up at the crack of dawn (ok, it was 7:30, but still) to get to my doctor's appointment. I had to have my glucose test. So, after drinking the nasty grossness that was the glucola (it tasted like the time that Dan put in 2 cups of sugar in orange koolaid instead of just one) I went in, talked to the nurse, saw the doctor...and that was all in fifteen minutes! I was stoked to get in and out (sometimes I have to wait up to like three hours at that place), but today I had to be there for an hour to have the test!

So I just ran home and woke Lindsey up, played with her and then went back to LabCorp. They had to stick me THREE times...my veins kept rolling...I have never had that problem. I've had a vein bust open in my hand, but never roll. So that was weird. Hurt like a son of a bitch too :)

Tonight Lindsey and I are watching the Backyardigans and eating Papa John's pineapple pizza. Tomorrow is a lazy rest day. Sunday is the last home game for the Greenville Drive (our minor league team, they are the minors for the Red Sox---but I can forgive them for that) and Lindsey really wants to go. The game starts at 4 so that way we won't be out all night. Dan and I figure as long as I am sitting down, then I should be okay. If not, it's only 20 bucks, right?

So I'm hoping to get Lindsey to bed early tonight so I can get to bed too. I'm so tired now! I'm 30 weeks and 3 days pregnant, only 9 weeks and 4 days until my due date! And I have been smoke free for four months, three weeks, four days, 1 hour, 59 minutes and 1 second. 2353 cigarettes not smoked, saving $588.33. Life saved: 1 week, 1 day, 4 hours, 5 minutes. WOW!

And the drugs go on...

So, I got a call from my nurse. Apparently, Dr. Greig (my MFS) has decided that I need to go on Terbutaline. Terbutaline is a kind of medicine that normally acts as a broncodilator in asthmatics. However, it has been shown to decrease contractions in pregnant mamas like me. So, the home nurse will come in today or tomorrow and insert a catheter into the fatty tissue of my thigh (and there is plenty of it, so no worries!!) and then I will be given meds via a pump---i will always have the meds going. Of course, there are risks...it's derived from epinephrine so I will have the "fight or flight" response going on...speedy heartbeat, restlessness and the jitters. Really shouldn't have too much effect on Jakey though.

This medcine is in addition to my Procardia, which is also supposed to stop contractions, though it hasn't yet. Add that to the Lexapro (anti-depressants), the Lortab (codeine for pain), prenatal vitamins and OTC meds for heartburn, I am a walking medicine cabinet. WAIT...I am a bed-ridden medicine cabinet.

I am so tempted to have the yank out my uterus when Jake decides to come!

Hospital Trip

Last night I had to take a quick trip to the hospital, I was having a lot of stabbing pain in my belly. So they put me on the monitor, tracked me and Jakey for about an hour, then the nurse came in and told me that the doctor wasn't coming in, that it was probably just muscle separation. What the hell?

I am at risk for pre term labor. Obviously my nurses would not have sent me to the hospital if it was just a little something.

Annoying. Well, doctor's appointment on Friday, we'll see what they say then.

The Abortion Debate

I am a very liberal person. Imagine, raised in a family of Republicans...HAHA. There was a topic brought up on one of my message boards that contraceptives are abortion. Hmmm. I, of course, felt the need to pipe up because, well, that's how I roll :)

There are too many unwanted children in this world. There are too many children who suffer at the hands of their parents and caregivers. This is unacceptable. If abortion was deemed illegal, then think of how many more children in the world that would be.

I believe that every woman has the choice to do what she wants with her own body. Religious beliefs aside, that is our right as a woman to do what we feel is necessary to do. I don't like being judged by other women because of a choice that I made, to be pro-choice. There is no one who should judge me, besides God.

I hate that when something like this, or politics is brought up, that it gets ugly. I just want to state my beliefs and hopefully have people listen to me and think, ok, she has a point. I listen to them and their pro-life/anti-abortion beliefs. And I can see that LATE abortions are murder, but really, in the first couple of months, the baby isn't really a BABY. It can not survive outside the womb. So, really, I think that it can not be considered murder, but that is a different topic.

mmm classes again...

So, classes started back up yesterday (where did THAT break go?) and I'm in for a fun semester. Spansh 2 and American History---I'm taking a light load for the fall because of having a baby midway through the semester. I'm nervous, but I'm sure I can do it. Books...$243! Holy GOD! Are the books really that expensive? Why must they cost so much, and then you can't get crap back when you go to sell them back at the end of the semester. It makes NO sense. I wish it was still high school where they just give you the book for the year.

Dan and I stayed up too late last night, until about 2 or so. Lindsey didn't come and wake us up until 10 am...so that was nice. I just finished monitoring and am waiting on a call from the nurse. Hopefully all is well and they don't yell at me for not recording last night, because I took a Lortab for pain and it made me pass out--until Dan got home, and I didn't wanna go upstairs to get the monitor :) I'm sure they will forgive me.

Today: Laying in bed
Tomorrow: Laying in bed
Thursday: Laying in bed...

Ugh.

WWYD: Kid in the front

This is something that drives me nuts here in South Carolina. I'm sure it happens everywhere, but I notice it more here.

Kids in the front seat. It is against the LAW. Not only is it against the law, there is a reason why they are supposed to be in the back until the age of twelve. They can be decapitated by the force of the airbags.

Sure...you're a careful driver. But it only takes one terrible driver to hit you head-on to kill your child.

I have someone in my complex who I watch put her child into the front seat every day. This little kid just automatically goes to the front. How in God's name is that OKAY?! It is so disgusting that people do this to their children. People like this do not deserve to have kids.

Dan and I have been talking about this, and we are considering calling the police the next time we see them leave. What would you do? Should we just stay out of it?

Am I too strict?

A little girl who was probably about 6 or so just came over, knocked on the door and asked if Lindsey could come over to play. I told her "no". And she asked why. I told her that I did not want Lindsey to go out to play. Then the little girl would not leave...until I asked her to. Maybe I'm a meanie for booting this little girl out, but...

Am I too strict on my daughter? Perhaps.

No, I'm not going to let my child run around the apartment complex unsupervised. How can people let their children do that? I just can not see how people can do that. It's disgusting. What would happen if someone came and took my child? Screw that.

I also closely watch Lindsey when she is playing with other kids. She knows and has known since she was two that it is never ok to hit or play rough with anyone other than daddy. I want to know what she is doing, as much as I want to know what other kids are doing to her.

Lindsey has a list of chores. She cleans her room, she puts the shoes away, she helps put away the dishes (so I don't have to bend) and she makes her bed in the morning. I am trying to teach her early things that I didn't do when I was younger :)

I don't WANT to be strict, I just want to raise my children to be the best people they possibly can, and I can't take a laid back attitude with that and be all "whatever" on it like all the other parents in this god-forsaken apartment complex.

Needed to vent about the little girl and her two ankle biting poodles she brought in my house. GAH.