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The P Files: Week 28
I found my keys! After TWO DAYS of having no idea where the HELL my keys were, I finally found them today. We tore the entire house apart and I nearly burst into tears, but after much mental retracing of steps, I realized that I wore my GRAY coat on Saturday and magically the keys were in the pocket. *sigh* I truly hoped that the whole "forgetful when you're pregnant" thing would not apply to me, but that is not the case. In fact, a few weeks ago I forgot my OWN CELL PHONE NUMBER.
Had my 28-week checkup today and managed not to wizz on my digits. Good thing, too, because from now until 34 weeks I have to go to the Dr. every two weeks, and then every week until I deliver. Egad. So many urine samples, so little time. I got a stern lecture from the doctor about not working so damn much (seriously, she talked my ear off for like twenty minutes) so I plan on taking that to heart and drawing some serious boundaries for myself. No more than eight hours a day, dammit! I have to remember it's not my personal responsibility to get everything done and that my first priority must be taking care of myself and shrimpy. It's as simple as that.
In other news, the assorted goodies I've indulged in over the past two weeks have caught up with me and I gained an obscene amount of weight this week. My overall average is 1.14 pounds per week (yes, I know the average down to two digits and yes I am tracking this on a spreadsheet - DUH!), so I'm not doing so bad in the big picture, but I need to learn a lesson from this past week. And that lesson is NOT that a walk around Lake of the Isles cancels out a malt and an order of chili cheese fries. Who knew?
We have our first baby shower coming up on November 5, so I spent part of my day off last Friday doing research at Babies R Us with my dogeared copy of Baby Bargains. Saturday night we created an official Babies R Us registry, and one at Target, and also at some online granola hippie mama stores (where I can register for the cloth diapers I want to use). Yesterday, I ordered an Arm's Reach Co-Sleeper, so shrimper can sleep right next to our bed. Yay! I also registered for lots of little warm fuzzy snuggly suits that are so cute I know I am going to want to eat my own baby. I find babies so delicious-looking that I nearly started gnawing on the neighbor's baby's cheeks the other night. Yummy baby! Get IN ME BELLY!
Now, off to bed.
Posted October 18, 2005 10:57 PM | On This Day: 2002
Oh fine. I harp for months about boundaries and . . .crickets. Some DOCTOR harps once and-- life changing experience. I see how it is.
;-)
hey, I've been preaching it for months... MONTHS... but I guess I'm not an authority figure... my baby could have chronic fatigue already!
don't worry, the A.D.D. will supercede Chronic fatigue
"...snuggly suits that are so cute I know I am going to want to eat my own baby"
HOLY COW!!! Stop it before I pee my pants!! I would love to really meet you in person, I bet you are a whoot! OMG, seriously, that is probably one of the funniest things I've read all week.
Glad you didn't pee on your hand. :) You're right, from now on you are gonna have to provide a LOT of pee for those folks. You ought to just store it up and take it in ;) LOL
"Get in me belly" do you know how many times my husband has used that line on our littlest one?! Glad to know we aren't the only ones who think that way!
yo i thought thought i lost my virginity but i found it later under my bed....shit thats mad pathetic