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35 weeks.

I’m exhausted, bitchy, exhausted, crampy, and exhausted.

My hips, lower back, and pelvis have been giving me issues in the evening and of course it just gets worse as the night goes on and I try to get some sleep.

Today we went to the midwife and we asked our list of questions. She also checked to see how the baby was in my belly. Initially, she said that the baby felt like she was head down. YIPPEE!

Just before the appointment PDB had the hiccups and I could feel the hiccups up high (under the boobs) and so I was sure the baby was head up. (It’s really a treat to see the girls bobbing up and down as the baby hiccups. Sometimes I think I’m going to get a black eye.)

So the midwife gets out the doppler to check the baby’s heartbeat. She goes everywhere and little Emmy starts performing karate chops to all parts of my belly! She then does some ninja jumps complete with full twirls and cartwheels.

Finally, the midwife finds the baby’s heartbeat right above my belly button. Which would lead us to think that she’s head up and not head down like she’s suppose to be.

So she decides to do the Strep B culture to see if I need antibiotics during delivery. It that test comes up positive then they’ll try to push delivery along within 24 hours after my water breaks and I’ll be given pennicilin.

*WARNING: TOO MUCH INFO*
I thought that the culture was done in your who-ha and was shocked that they touch the swab three times. All three times between your chotchy and bunghole. Interesting indeed.

*BACK TO NORMAL CONVERSATION*
So, after she was done with the Strep B culture she went in and did an internal to see if she could feel the baby’s head. She thinks it was the head and it seemed low. However, I was experiencing too much pain and asked her to stop.

I really think I’m going to be screwed with this whole delivery thing. I can’t even take a few fingers in there, yet I’m expected to get a baby out of that same vicinity. Damn, mama’s in trouble.

Much to our delight we were told that little girl is probably long and anywhere between 6 and 6 1/2 pounds!

The good thing about all of this is that we get an ultrasound out of it because the midwife couldn’t say for sure how the baby is lying. Thursday’s the big day and I’m hoping and praying that little girl is head down and stays that way!!

Now I’m going to watch some court television. I’m hoping that will put me fast to sleep!

P.S. I love the Double Whopper with cheese sandwich from Burger King. Yum. And yes, I can eat the whole damn thing. With fries. And a shake.

Cankles and chocolate cake.

Many times the two go together. Fat lady + chocolate cake = cankles.

Not so much in this situation!

Yesterday, I looked down at my feet and “holy shit” they were the size of wood logs that you’d put in the fire place! I was instantly shocked and of course focused on my big ass canks for the rest of the afternoon. So as I was feeling them to see if they had fluid I realize that I also have sausage fingers to go with my canks!

Our friend L was over and we went to the drugstore so that I could get a quick reading of my blood pressure. The first reading came out at 155/70 — but I’m pretty sure it’s because I had to waddle to the back of the store and was out of breath. The second reading was 122/60. Not too shabby.

Of course, last night Margot got to hear me moan and complain about the cankle legs and I’m pretty paranoid that my feet look like Fred Flintstones.

In other news — Wegmans Deluxe Chocolate Cake - THE BOMB. It’s gooey chocolate cake that has three layers seperated by the sweetest and thickest layer of chocolate icing I’ve ever tasted or seen in my life.

I got a mini one at the bakery and let’s just say… it was too mini and I should really hide the evidence from my dear partner before she gets home and realizes that I consumed the whole damn thing.

Oy Oy Oysters.

Margot loves oysters! It’s been a while since we’ve actually gone to Maxis and had good seafood. Typically she gets some oysters on the half shell and I get fried crawfish tails.

I’ve never been up for the slimyness of oysters of eating something that involves slurping and sliding down the throat. Eek!

When I was a kid my parents used to go to a seafood buffet and boy could my mom pack down Gulf oysters! The trick is that they have to be fresh and have to be under proper conditions. I remember after going to one of the buffets we came home and she was sicker than a dog.

One oyster joke I remember as a kid was:

Q: What did the girl oyster say to the boy oyster?
A: “You never open up to me.”

For great oyster information you’ve got to check out: BeOysterAware.com

Me *LOVES* cheeseburgers!

So, I’ve really been trying to stay away from McDonalds. I know the shit is horrible for me and rots out your insides.

With that said, on the way to appointment #3 for the morning we had to pick up lunch in a hurry because Graem was cracking and I wasn’t far behind her.

We pulled into the not-so-lovely - McDonald’s. I looked at the menu and contemplated getting the Quarter Pounder meal (used to be #3 and has since moved to the #2 on the “value meal”). But I just couldn’t get my mind off of the DOUBLE Quarter Pounder meal…

The guy asked what I’d like and I blurted out “DOUBLE POUNDER, please”. Of course, I was already getting the effects of my double pounder meal without even ingesting it! I had to retract my words and ask for the double quarter pounder meal. I mean it only makes sense to save a little money by getting the meal, right? That’s why they call it a VALUE meal.

After getting Graem’s happy meal and my big ass hamburger meal I was shocked to feel the weight of the bag. Damn.

I got Graem set up in the back seat and threw a few chicken nuggets and rootbeer her way. (I know, not good.)

Then I went right at my burger. I can honestly say I don’t know how I was able to conquer it all…but it was gone within a matter of seconds. In fact, if you know geography in Ithaca….it was gone before I was able to get to the first stop light at Triphammer Mall and Triphammer Road.

As if that wasn’t enough for my lousy diet today - I also snarfed down all of the fries!

What could be better than washing it all down with a delicious egg nog milkshake!

Of course, this meal was all after an appointment with the nutritionist and her telling me how proud she was that I had only gained 3 pounds so far in the pregnancy.

A girl’s got to celebrate, right?

Happy Sunday!

Last night we had a late night. L,L&F came over and we had a great dinner, followed by some decent television and conversation. It had been a while since we’ve hung out due to busy schedules and sick kids.

Graem had a horrible night sleeping. She’s had this lingering cold and I’ve taken her to the doctor 3 times already. They gave her Singulair last week and now she seems to be worse off! We gave her the nebulizer and all last night she was coughing and wheezing. I’m going to try and take her to the doctor Tuesday to see if there’s something better she can get on. I know I should just wait until the Singulair gets in her system cause that’s suppose to be pretty good. But it’s so hard to see your kid sick.

I’m almost 12 weeks pregnant and I can hardly believe it! I think I’m starting to get a baby belly and I’ve had tons of comments that my boobs are getting bigger. GREAT….just what I *don’t* need! Bigger boobs.

I’m happy to report that I haven’t puked in a few weeks now, no spotting, and I’m feeling great! Last night I was even able to stay awake til almost 11pm! Of course, we were watching Iron Chef and all of these great Thanksgiving specials on the Food Network.

Tomorrow I’m going to take a friend to the fertility center in Syracuse. She’s undergoing IVF and needs a ride to the retrieval. I hope they get some good eggs and this time works for her. She has only 2 more vials of sperm that she used to conceive her son.

Tuesday we have our ultrasound again and hopefully the kid won’t be a shrimp and should be at least 45mms! I’m pretty excited to see him/her again. I swear I could see him every minute of the day. I’d be in trouble if I had an ultrasound machine at home. It’s bad enough with the doppler.

Wednesday we’re going to head out to New York City and we’re spending Thanksgiving with Margot’s brother and dad. We still haven’t decided what we’re going for Thanksgiving dinner and I keep pushing for us going out for dinner/lunch. God knows I hate the cleanup … but the leftovers are so damn good!

Happy Thanksgiving to all if I don’t have a chance to post before Thursday!

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