So yeah, I had a show on Tuesday evening . Since then I have had no more signs he is going to arrive any time soon! I'm even getting fewer niggley things than I have been getting. I think he's decided he is never going to come out!
I'm getting so fed up of being pregnant and it's put me in a really bad mood. I'm being a bitch to everyone even if they do even the slightest thing wrong. People don't deserve it. :/ I know it sounds stupid, but I kinda feel like a failure for not havinghim yet. My mum is apparently going to stay here until I've had him... I'm guessing she's gonna be here for a while.
I've been trying everything to get him out. The only things I haven't tried that I can think of are sex and castor oil. I think that if there's still no sign of imminent labour by tomorrow night I might try the castor oil even though I've heard bad things about it. I really don't dig the thought of a serious case of the shits, but if it'll get him out this week, it may be worth a try! :/
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Thursday, 22 October 2009
Tuesday, 20 October 2009
Sweepysweepysweepsweep
I have now had a sweep. It was nowhere near ad bad as I thought it would be... The midwife didn't even look at my fanny or anything. I'd read that sweeps can be painful but it wasn't even slightly painful... It was a teeny weeny uncomfortable, but that was it! Apparently she managed to get quite a good sweep. It wasn't even completely mortifying like I expected it to be! Hopefully it'll help get things started... If it doesn't, I can have another sweep in like a week and if that fails, an induction onthe 29th... As both of those are too late to be convenient for me, I desperately hope the sweep works!
I'm not dilated yet, but I'm apparently about 50% effaced. My notes now say I have normal external genitalia and a normal vagina, which for some reason I find quite hilarious... Yay for having a normal flange! It's probably the only thing that's normal about me! I also have an anterior cervix... I can't remember what that means, but I think I was told that's a good thing. The midwife apparently felt the babys head and he's 3/5 engaged.
I still had some protein in my pee, but all is good as we know I have no infections or anything. My blood pressure was 117/70, which as normal is pretty good. The baby's heart rate is 138-149 so that is good.
So yes, HOPEFULLY he'll decide to arrive some time soon!
I'm not dilated yet, but I'm apparently about 50% effaced. My notes now say I have normal external genitalia and a normal vagina, which for some reason I find quite hilarious... Yay for having a normal flange! It's probably the only thing that's normal about me! I also have an anterior cervix... I can't remember what that means, but I think I was told that's a good thing. The midwife apparently felt the babys head and he's 3/5 engaged.
I still had some protein in my pee, but all is good as we know I have no infections or anything. My blood pressure was 117/70, which as normal is pretty good. The baby's heart rate is 138-149 so that is good.
So yes, HOPEFULLY he'll decide to arrive some time soon!
Monday, 19 October 2009
Updateeee
It's now 5am on October 20th. He's now officially 5 hours late and it's rather annoying.
I think I'm going to have a sweep today. It'll be rather embarrassing, but anything to get him out is worth a try! I have no idea what time the midwife is going to come, but I'll probably update my blog soon afterwards.
I've been having the occasional little niggle, but nothing different to what I've been experiencing for about a week now.
I'm pooping quite a lot recently... Maybe that's a sign he'll come soon... Or maybe youdont really wanna be Reading about my bowel habits!
I had heartburn tonight for the first time in about four nights... I thought I'd finally got over theheartburn, but apparently not!
I've been sitting on my exercise ball a lot today. It feels so comfortable at the moment!
Anyhow... I'm gonna go ... I shall update later!
I think I'm going to have a sweep today. It'll be rather embarrassing, but anything to get him out is worth a try! I have no idea what time the midwife is going to come, but I'll probably update my blog soon afterwards.
I've been having the occasional little niggle, but nothing different to what I've been experiencing for about a week now.
I'm pooping quite a lot recently... Maybe that's a sign he'll come soon... Or maybe youdont really wanna be Reading about my bowel habits!
I had heartburn tonight for the first time in about four nights... I thought I'd finally got over theheartburn, but apparently not!
I've been sitting on my exercise ball a lot today. It feels so comfortable at the moment!
Anyhow... I'm gonna go ... I shall update later!
Saturday, 17 October 2009
Ways to speed it up
I know people say the baby will come when he's ready, but I need him out of me as soon as possible. After extensive research (well, googling and asking people) I have decided to use as many different ways to kick start labour as possible. Sex is not an option and I'd feel too weird sitting here stimulating my own nipples, but I'm gonna try pretty much everything else.
I plan to go on a longish walk or something this afternoon. When I get back I will clean the windows (not seen that method mentioned anywhere online but as both my grandmother and mother suggested it, I guess it's worth a try). I will drink more raspberry leaf tea (might help things along I suppose). I'm going to sit cross legged on the floor as much as possible (my auntie suggested it and she's had like a zillion kids so i'll take her word for it). I'll get my grandfather to drive along a dead bumpy road with me in the car (if that fails I'll just get on a bus to somewhere bumpy). I'll eat hoobloads of spicy food too. If none of those things work, I'll just start doing something I really want to do and finish... That should certainly ensure I go into labour.
I'm starting to think I'm not actually pregnant and I just have some sort of weird disease that makes me swell up.
If anyone has any suggestions of anything else I can do to help, please suggest. I need stuff to happen!
I plan to go on a longish walk or something this afternoon. When I get back I will clean the windows (not seen that method mentioned anywhere online but as both my grandmother and mother suggested it, I guess it's worth a try). I will drink more raspberry leaf tea (might help things along I suppose). I'm going to sit cross legged on the floor as much as possible (my auntie suggested it and she's had like a zillion kids so i'll take her word for it). I'll get my grandfather to drive along a dead bumpy road with me in the car (if that fails I'll just get on a bus to somewhere bumpy). I'll eat hoobloads of spicy food too. If none of those things work, I'll just start doing something I really want to do and finish... That should certainly ensure I go into labour.
I'm starting to think I'm not actually pregnant and I just have some sort of weird disease that makes me swell up.
If anyone has any suggestions of anything else I can do to help, please suggest. I need stuff to happen!
Monday, 21 September 2009
Update.
Wow... Less than a month left... 27 days actually as it's now September 22nd! I think I need to update this as I've been neglecting it once again lol!
I was slightly unnerved because a few hours ago I described a pain-type-thing I had to my grandmother. She said it sounded like a contraction and to tell her if I had another one. I was all like 'ohmyfuckinggod'. Luckily I haven't had another one. It's now a few hours later, so I'm probably not in labour or anything! If I was, I'd be totally screwed as I still don't have the stuff I need! XD
I was in Mothercare earlier. An overly talkative person that worked there decided to come and talk to me. She asked me how long there was until the baby was due and some shizz about pushchairs and stuff. The look on her face when I told her I only had 4 weeks left and still hadn't even decided on a pushchair was hilarious! I really do need to make decisions though lol! I went shopping with the intention of buying something big for the baby (either a bouncer thing or pram) and ended up coming back with some scratch mittens I spent £2.50 on and a few cds and dvds from HMV... So I ended up spending £30 on me instead... oops. =/
Last week in Manchester, my mother had been explaining to my two year old half-brother that I had a baby in my tummy. We thought he finally vaguely understood until he asked me to take it out so he could see it. If only my belly had a zip or a window!
I had a pretty huge freak out about having a baby a few days ago. I was all like 'ohmygodidon'twannahaveababy... blablablaahhh' and felt superly-megaly evil for thinking that stuff. I spoke to both my grandmother and mother about it and apparently it's normal to think shizz like that and my mother even thought that shizz once or twice when she was pregnant with H (who was actually planned)! Made me feel a lot better about the freak out. I'm pretty much over thinking that shizz now though. I think it was only because all of a sudden there's only a few weeks left, I've had a visit from the health visitor and I actually have to start frantically buying things rather than just flicking through catalogues and looking at stuff! I've also started thinking about the actual baby and stuff (yeah, it hadn't really dawned on me until recently that I was actually going to have to look after a baby)... There are constant reminders everywhere that I'm pregnant and it seemed like I couldn't escape from it or anything. I was pretty overwhelmed with everything and stuff... I found it scary how having a few shameful thoughts and being overwhelmed can affect other areas of my life so much. I'm getting used to everything now though and as I'm no longer freaking out, I just want to get everything sorted quickly and for him to be born soon! I'm so fed up of being pregnant and I just want to meet the squigglytiddlypeep! =D
I thought I'd settled on a name yesterday... Turns out I haven't. My list is very narrowed down though. Not gonna say what the possible names are though, as I'm still doing the whole not telling people names I'm pondering thing.
I'm still peeing a zillion times a night and still getting heartburn. I also never seem to be hungry anymore (I'm guessing that's pregnancy related). I keep getting lots of random twinges and pains and stuff too... and lots of backache and not being able to get comfortableness. Meep, I wish I had some interesting symptoms to report! XD
But yes, I am now 36 weeks pregnant and have nothing more to say so hoobletoodledoooo!
I was slightly unnerved because a few hours ago I described a pain-type-thing I had to my grandmother. She said it sounded like a contraction and to tell her if I had another one. I was all like 'ohmyfuckinggod'. Luckily I haven't had another one. It's now a few hours later, so I'm probably not in labour or anything! If I was, I'd be totally screwed as I still don't have the stuff I need! XD
I was in Mothercare earlier. An overly talkative person that worked there decided to come and talk to me. She asked me how long there was until the baby was due and some shizz about pushchairs and stuff. The look on her face when I told her I only had 4 weeks left and still hadn't even decided on a pushchair was hilarious! I really do need to make decisions though lol! I went shopping with the intention of buying something big for the baby (either a bouncer thing or pram) and ended up coming back with some scratch mittens I spent £2.50 on and a few cds and dvds from HMV... So I ended up spending £30 on me instead... oops. =/
Last week in Manchester, my mother had been explaining to my two year old half-brother that I had a baby in my tummy. We thought he finally vaguely understood until he asked me to take it out so he could see it. If only my belly had a zip or a window!
I had a pretty huge freak out about having a baby a few days ago. I was all like 'ohmygodidon'twannahaveababy... blablablaahhh' and felt superly-megaly evil for thinking that stuff. I spoke to both my grandmother and mother about it and apparently it's normal to think shizz like that and my mother even thought that shizz once or twice when she was pregnant with H (who was actually planned)! Made me feel a lot better about the freak out. I'm pretty much over thinking that shizz now though. I think it was only because all of a sudden there's only a few weeks left, I've had a visit from the health visitor and I actually have to start frantically buying things rather than just flicking through catalogues and looking at stuff! I've also started thinking about the actual baby and stuff (yeah, it hadn't really dawned on me until recently that I was actually going to have to look after a baby)... There are constant reminders everywhere that I'm pregnant and it seemed like I couldn't escape from it or anything. I was pretty overwhelmed with everything and stuff... I found it scary how having a few shameful thoughts and being overwhelmed can affect other areas of my life so much. I'm getting used to everything now though and as I'm no longer freaking out, I just want to get everything sorted quickly and for him to be born soon! I'm so fed up of being pregnant and I just want to meet the squigglytiddlypeep! =D
I thought I'd settled on a name yesterday... Turns out I haven't. My list is very narrowed down though. Not gonna say what the possible names are though, as I'm still doing the whole not telling people names I'm pondering thing.
I'm still peeing a zillion times a night and still getting heartburn. I also never seem to be hungry anymore (I'm guessing that's pregnancy related). I keep getting lots of random twinges and pains and stuff too... and lots of backache and not being able to get comfortableness. Meep, I wish I had some interesting symptoms to report! XD
But yes, I am now 36 weeks pregnant and have nothing more to say so hoobletoodledoooo!
Wednesday, 16 September 2009
Something in the water?
I woke up just over half an hour ago and couldn't get back to sleep. I had intended to get as much sleep as I could fit in before I left the house, but that isn't going to happen. I have just over an hour to kill before I need to leave, so I guess I'll just blog about shizz!
Ever since I found out I was pregnant, loads of people I know seem to be getting pregnant. My auntie found out she was pregnant just after I did (although she had a miscarriage), then I found out my cousin* was pregnant (she was further along than me, but I didn't know she was when I found out), then my mother's husband's sister had a baby, then my cousin's girlfriend got pregnant and now his brother's girlfriend is too... oh, and I have another cousin who's girlfriend is pregnant!
So yes, it leads me to believe that everyone is copying me. Well, obviously not the people who got pregnant before me, but I can't have been copying them because I didn't know.The weird thing is that most people who I know are pregnant are around my age (18 +/- 1). Yeah, a few of the people are in their late 20s or 30s, but the majority are around my age. I actually can't think of one person who I'm related to that is around 18 that hasn't recently had a baby or found out about pregnantness. It just seems really weird. Usually it's only older people I hear about that have had babies. A couple of people I was in college with back in 2007 have had babies too! Definitely something in the water (which is how my grandmother put it when we talked about it).
Along with there being a weird amount of people I know being pregnant, I keep seeing more pregnant people when I'm shopping and stuff. I'm probably not seeing more of them, just noticing them more now! There definitely seems to be some sort of mass-pregnancy thing going on though... hmm...
Anyhow, I'm gonna go take my iron tablet (which I've been told would probably make me constipated, but nopes- I'm pooing a normal amount!), work out what to wear, get changed, brush my teeth, feed the fish, degus, gerbils and hamster and go to Manchesterland to embark upon my baby-related-shoppingy mission! Goodbye!
*when I say cousin, I mean like 2nd cousins and whatnot.
Ever since I found out I was pregnant, loads of people I know seem to be getting pregnant. My auntie found out she was pregnant just after I did (although she had a miscarriage), then I found out my cousin* was pregnant (she was further along than me, but I didn't know she was when I found out), then my mother's husband's sister had a baby, then my cousin's girlfriend got pregnant and now his brother's girlfriend is too... oh, and I have another cousin who's girlfriend is pregnant!
So yes, it leads me to believe that everyone is copying me. Well, obviously not the people who got pregnant before me, but I can't have been copying them because I didn't know.The weird thing is that most people who I know are pregnant are around my age (18 +/- 1). Yeah, a few of the people are in their late 20s or 30s, but the majority are around my age. I actually can't think of one person who I'm related to that is around 18 that hasn't recently had a baby or found out about pregnantness. It just seems really weird. Usually it's only older people I hear about that have had babies. A couple of people I was in college with back in 2007 have had babies too! Definitely something in the water (which is how my grandmother put it when we talked about it).
Along with there being a weird amount of people I know being pregnant, I keep seeing more pregnant people when I'm shopping and stuff. I'm probably not seeing more of them, just noticing them more now! There definitely seems to be some sort of mass-pregnancy thing going on though... hmm...
Anyhow, I'm gonna go take my iron tablet (which I've been told would probably make me constipated, but nopes- I'm pooing a normal amount!), work out what to wear, get changed, brush my teeth, feed the fish, degus, gerbils and hamster and go to Manchesterland to embark upon my baby-related-shoppingy mission! Goodbye!
*when I say cousin, I mean like 2nd cousins and whatnot.
Sunday, 6 September 2009
Not a good idea!
Just for the record- Camping whilst 33 and a half weeks pregnant is NOT a good idea.
I went thinking I'd be fine. I didn't really understand why people were making a big deal about it. It was fun and everything, but even if I had wanted to, I wouldn't have been able to get any sleep.
I couldn't get comfortable on the horrible, hard floor. Every time I moved I got pretty bad cramp in my legs. I had it in both legs simultaneously at one point and it was horrendous. I also kept getting pins and needles. On top of that, I had terrible heartburn. I had no gaviscon with me. I'd taken it out of my bag at the last minute before I left the house to save room in my bag! >.<>.<
Today I'm all achey and horrible. I feel a zillion times more sleepy than I usually would be after campingy shizz.
I know none of this shizz sounds too bad, but seriously- it's fucking horrible and I will certainly be waiting until at least when the squigglytiddlypeep is born to go camping again!
Campingness was rather fun apart from all this shizz though! XD
Anyway, my head feels like it's going to fall off... So I'm going to bed for a few hours. Byesss.
I went thinking I'd be fine. I didn't really understand why people were making a big deal about it. It was fun and everything, but even if I had wanted to, I wouldn't have been able to get any sleep.
I couldn't get comfortable on the horrible, hard floor. Every time I moved I got pretty bad cramp in my legs. I had it in both legs simultaneously at one point and it was horrendous. I also kept getting pins and needles. On top of that, I had terrible heartburn. I had no gaviscon with me. I'd taken it out of my bag at the last minute before I left the house to save room in my bag! >.<>.<
Today I'm all achey and horrible. I feel a zillion times more sleepy than I usually would be after campingy shizz.
I know none of this shizz sounds too bad, but seriously- it's fucking horrible and I will certainly be waiting until at least when the squigglytiddlypeep is born to go camping again!
Campingness was rather fun apart from all this shizz though! XD
Anyway, my head feels like it's going to fall off... So I'm going to bed for a few hours. Byesss.
Friday, 28 August 2009
The 69 worst things about pregnancy!
I finally re-made the list. I can't fuck up posting it this time, because I've saved it onto my computer...
Enjoy!
1. STRETCHMARKS!!! EVERYWHERE!!! I look like a fucking zebra!
2. Heartburn... I no longer notice how gross gaviscon tastes- it’s now like my best friend!
3. People touching the bump without permission.
4. Not being able to get drunk... I’ve been 18 for ages and still haven’t been legally wasted!
5. Not being able to smoke.
6. Not being allowed to get tattooed... One of my tats seriously needs touching up and I have to wait!
7. Not being allowed to get pierced... I love getting piercings! >.<>.<
8. 1. Knowing that very soon you’ll have lots of responsibilities.
9. Having to take iron tablets.
10. Feeling guilty every time you dye your hair because there’s a small possibility that it might be potentially harmful to the baby.
11. Boobs being all weird, ugly and lactatey.
12. Having to worry about money more.
13. Cravings... Usually on Sunday evenings when the shops are closed.
14. Not being able to walk very far without being all uncomfortable.
15. Militant lactivists condemning you because you don’t think you really want to breastfeed.
16. Having to make so many decisions. Boob or bottle? Reusable or disposable nappies? Which pram? What name? Etc...
17. Worrying about everything to do with the birth... from the pain to potential poopingness.
18. Needing to pee like a zillion times during the night... and during the day, but only at inappropriate times.
19. People giving you advice you never asked for all the time... I don’t care if I could buy lots of second hand clothes to save money... He’s a new person, so he can have new clothes!
20. Seeing the number on the scales go up every time you weigh yourself... I weigh a stone and a half more than I did at the beginning of the year! >.<
21. People saying stuff like ‘you have a very neat bump’... What the fuck does that even mean?!
22. Militant lactivists condemning you because you think you don't want to breastfeed.
23. Having to make so many decisions... Boob or bottle? Reusable or disposable nappies? Which pram? What name? etc.
24. Worrying about everything to do with the birth... From the pain to potential poopingness!
25. Needing to pee like a zillion times during the night...and during the day, but only at inappropriate times.
26. People giving you advice you never asked for all the time... I don't care if that's how you did something- I'm going to do it my way!
27. Seeing the number on the scales go up every time you weigh yourself... I weigh a stone and a half more than I did at the beginning of the year! >.<
28. People saying stuff like ‘you have a very neat bump’... What the fuck does that even mean?!
29. Getting hairier... I swear I’m turning into a gorilla!
30. Worrying about potential constipation, piles and other icky stuff and doing everything possible to prevent it.
31. Backache.
32. Random pains in places you never even knew existed.
33. Not being able to shave legs properly.
34. Googling EVERYTHING and consequently unnecessarily worrying about things you wouldn’t even know about if you hadn’t googled too much.
35. Not being able to bite your toenails.
36. Legs going numb all the way from the toes to the fanny... such a weird sensation.
37. Not being able to see much below your bellybutton without a mirror.
38. Urine samples... Luckily my midwife usually lets me pee on a stick instead of peeing into a little pot... but it’s still pee related!
39. People asking the same questions over and over again... What is it? It’s A FUCKING BABY!
40. The belly getting in the way of everything... usually resulting in silly situations like getting stuck under the table in the pub.
41. Being overly emotional and crying at films like High School Musical 3.
42. ‘Pregnancy brain’... I thought I was forgetful and a wee bit dumb BEFORE I was pregnant, but now it’s just getting ridiculous!
43. Not being able to eat sandwiches in shops because of the mayonnaise in them... I didn’t like mayonnaise before, but knowing I’m not allowed to eat it makes me want to eat it!
44. Wind... Not the outsidey, weather y kind!
45. The feeling of feet getting stuck in ribs or whatever it actually is.
46. Being told not to do things... HELLOOOO! My guitar is NOT too heavy to lift and I CAN clean out the degu cage without getting toxoplasmosis because you get it from CAT SHIT!
47. Not being able to go in mosh pits and stuff.
48. Being told off by the Wii fit for putting on weight.
49. Finding it difficult to tie shoelaces.
50. Your sense of smell being almost as good as that of a dog... All the gross smells smell a million times worse!
51. Having bigger boobs... Seriously, I thought my boobs were too big BEFORE I got pregnant!
52. Knowing that in a few weeks you’ll have to push a human out of your vagina... That can’t feel nice... and people will be looking there and stuff lol!
53. Not being able to get comfortable... especially in bed... Sleeping on the belly is impossible and sleeping on the back makes it hard to breathe.
54. Being either way too hot or way too cold.
55. Knocking things over with the belly... Notably, the beer of a random stranger.
56. Not being able to go on planes... Not that I have any reason to or even have a passport, but it’d be nice to have the option!
57. Worrying when the baby doesn’t move for a few hours and then getting kicked so hard it kinda hurts.
58. Headaches... I don’t get them much anymore, but a couple of months ago I’d quite regularly wake up with headache coolifying strips stuck to the side of my face or in my hair!
59. Having no sense of balance.
60. People making bitchy comments about names you like.
61. Not getting all the gel off you after an ultrasound.
62. Finding yourself buying pregnancy magazines instead of Kerrang!
63. Nails growing freakishly fast.
64. Not being able to plan anything super-fun during the month the baby is due.
65. People giving you evil looks when you walk up to a bar.
66. The waddle... Sometimes you end up walking like a constipated penguin.
67. The bump feeling super heavy, as though someone had injected lead into your belly.
68. Having to wait almost 10 months for it to be over... I don’t know why people say you’re pregnant for 9 months, 40 weeks is more like 10!
69. The fact that thinking of 69 bad things is way too easy!
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Enjoy!
1. STRETCHMARKS!!! EVERYWHERE!!! I look like a fucking zebra!
2. Heartburn... I no longer notice how gross gaviscon tastes- it’s now like my best friend!
3. People touching the bump without permission.
4. Not being able to get drunk... I’ve been 18 for ages and still haven’t been legally wasted!
5. Not being able to smoke.
6. Not being allowed to get tattooed... One of my tats seriously needs touching up and I have to wait!
7. Not being allowed to get pierced... I love getting piercings! >.<>.<
8. 1. Knowing that very soon you’ll have lots of responsibilities.
9. Having to take iron tablets.
10. Feeling guilty every time you dye your hair because there’s a small possibility that it might be potentially harmful to the baby.
11. Boobs being all weird, ugly and lactatey.
12. Having to worry about money more.
13. Cravings... Usually on Sunday evenings when the shops are closed.
14. Not being able to walk very far without being all uncomfortable.
15. Militant lactivists condemning you because you don’t think you really want to breastfeed.
16. Having to make so many decisions. Boob or bottle? Reusable or disposable nappies? Which pram? What name? Etc...
17. Worrying about everything to do with the birth... from the pain to potential poopingness.
18. Needing to pee like a zillion times during the night... and during the day, but only at inappropriate times.
19. People giving you advice you never asked for all the time... I don’t care if I could buy lots of second hand clothes to save money... He’s a new person, so he can have new clothes!
20. Seeing the number on the scales go up every time you weigh yourself... I weigh a stone and a half more than I did at the beginning of the year! >.<
21. People saying stuff like ‘you have a very neat bump’... What the fuck does that even mean?!
22. Militant lactivists condemning you because you think you don't want to breastfeed.
23. Having to make so many decisions... Boob or bottle? Reusable or disposable nappies? Which pram? What name? etc.
24. Worrying about everything to do with the birth... From the pain to potential poopingness!
25. Needing to pee like a zillion times during the night...and during the day, but only at inappropriate times.
26. People giving you advice you never asked for all the time... I don't care if that's how you did something- I'm going to do it my way!
27. Seeing the number on the scales go up every time you weigh yourself... I weigh a stone and a half more than I did at the beginning of the year! >.<
28. People saying stuff like ‘you have a very neat bump’... What the fuck does that even mean?!
29. Getting hairier... I swear I’m turning into a gorilla!
30. Worrying about potential constipation, piles and other icky stuff and doing everything possible to prevent it.
31. Backache.
32. Random pains in places you never even knew existed.
33. Not being able to shave legs properly.
34. Googling EVERYTHING and consequently unnecessarily worrying about things you wouldn’t even know about if you hadn’t googled too much.
35. Not being able to bite your toenails.
36. Legs going numb all the way from the toes to the fanny... such a weird sensation.
37. Not being able to see much below your bellybutton without a mirror.
38. Urine samples... Luckily my midwife usually lets me pee on a stick instead of peeing into a little pot... but it’s still pee related!
39. People asking the same questions over and over again... What is it? It’s A FUCKING BABY!
40. The belly getting in the way of everything... usually resulting in silly situations like getting stuck under the table in the pub.
41. Being overly emotional and crying at films like High School Musical 3.
42. ‘Pregnancy brain’... I thought I was forgetful and a wee bit dumb BEFORE I was pregnant, but now it’s just getting ridiculous!
43. Not being able to eat sandwiches in shops because of the mayonnaise in them... I didn’t like mayonnaise before, but knowing I’m not allowed to eat it makes me want to eat it!
44. Wind... Not the outsidey, weather y kind!
45. The feeling of feet getting stuck in ribs or whatever it actually is.
46. Being told not to do things... HELLOOOO! My guitar is NOT too heavy to lift and I CAN clean out the degu cage without getting toxoplasmosis because you get it from CAT SHIT!
47. Not being able to go in mosh pits and stuff.
48. Being told off by the Wii fit for putting on weight.
49. Finding it difficult to tie shoelaces.
50. Your sense of smell being almost as good as that of a dog... All the gross smells smell a million times worse!
51. Having bigger boobs... Seriously, I thought my boobs were too big BEFORE I got pregnant!
52. Knowing that in a few weeks you’ll have to push a human out of your vagina... That can’t feel nice... and people will be looking there and stuff lol!
53. Not being able to get comfortable... especially in bed... Sleeping on the belly is impossible and sleeping on the back makes it hard to breathe.
54. Being either way too hot or way too cold.
55. Knocking things over with the belly... Notably, the beer of a random stranger.
56. Not being able to go on planes... Not that I have any reason to or even have a passport, but it’d be nice to have the option!
57. Worrying when the baby doesn’t move for a few hours and then getting kicked so hard it kinda hurts.
58. Headaches... I don’t get them much anymore, but a couple of months ago I’d quite regularly wake up with headache coolifying strips stuck to the side of my face or in my hair!
59. Having no sense of balance.
60. People making bitchy comments about names you like.
61. Not getting all the gel off you after an ultrasound.
62. Finding yourself buying pregnancy magazines instead of Kerrang!
63. Nails growing freakishly fast.
64. Not being able to plan anything super-fun during the month the baby is due.
65. People giving you evil looks when you walk up to a bar.
66. The waddle... Sometimes you end up walking like a constipated penguin.
67. The bump feeling super heavy, as though someone had injected lead into your belly.
68. Having to wait almost 10 months for it to be over... I don’t know why people say you’re pregnant for 9 months, 40 weeks is more like 10!
69. The fact that thinking of 69 bad things is way too easy!
=]
Saturday, 22 August 2009
Updateage.
I need to start updating this again... It's been 9 days since I last did. I am now 31 weeks and 5 days pregnant and there are only 58 days left until the squigglytiddlypeep is born.
After this incident, I've been having to take iron tablets. The midwife on the ward said I had no choice because my haemoglobin had dropped to 9.9 and apparently it would just drop more if I didn't take them. Meep, it's not like it had dropped a lot or anything. It was 10.4 before and that was a couple of weeks ago. >.< I wont refuse to take them though, because it's good for the squigglytiddlypeep. If he wasn't in me, I'd definitely not be taking them.
The heartburn is starting to get ridiculous over the last couple of days. Yesterday I lost count of how many times I needed to take gaviscon. I'm not sure if it's all just because I'm getting pregnanter or because of what I've been eating. Gaviscon FTW!
I still haven't bought any more baby stuff. I think I'm going to wait to get the Sure Start Maternity Grant and the Health In Pregnancy thingy. I need to keep as much of my other money as possible, as I plan to move out of this house either just before or just after the squigglytiddlypeep is born.
Yesterday I thought of a name I really liked. My mother was once again bitchy about it. I shouldn't have agreed to tell her. I need to start seriously considering names and whatnot because there's only like 8 weeks and 2 days left until he's due! o_O He needs a perfect name. If other people have a problem with what I decide to call him, they can fuck right off. ^__^
In the pub a few days ago (I was drinking mainly non-alcoholic drinks, so no lectures please :P) me and a friend were discussing how I could make use of my maternity jeans after the baby is born. They have a huge pouchy thing at the front that goes over my belly, so we reckon it'd be a good idea to use it for storing the baby in. It'd be like a kangaroo pouch. I would bounce around a lot, call him either Joey or Skippy and live a beautiful life as a kangaroo... It would be awesome! Although naming him after Skippy wouldn't be good... because he's a bush kangaroo and the word 'bush' would just be inappropriate! XD
Anyhows... this was only some kinda filler post thing. I'll write about something else later on... and maybe update with a bump picture to show how much I've grown in the last couple of weeks.
After this incident, I've been having to take iron tablets. The midwife on the ward said I had no choice because my haemoglobin had dropped to 9.9 and apparently it would just drop more if I didn't take them. Meep, it's not like it had dropped a lot or anything. It was 10.4 before and that was a couple of weeks ago. >.< I wont refuse to take them though, because it's good for the squigglytiddlypeep. If he wasn't in me, I'd definitely not be taking them.
The heartburn is starting to get ridiculous over the last couple of days. Yesterday I lost count of how many times I needed to take gaviscon. I'm not sure if it's all just because I'm getting pregnanter or because of what I've been eating. Gaviscon FTW!
I still haven't bought any more baby stuff. I think I'm going to wait to get the Sure Start Maternity Grant and the Health In Pregnancy thingy. I need to keep as much of my other money as possible, as I plan to move out of this house either just before or just after the squigglytiddlypeep is born.
Yesterday I thought of a name I really liked. My mother was once again bitchy about it. I shouldn't have agreed to tell her. I need to start seriously considering names and whatnot because there's only like 8 weeks and 2 days left until he's due! o_O He needs a perfect name. If other people have a problem with what I decide to call him, they can fuck right off. ^__^
In the pub a few days ago (I was drinking mainly non-alcoholic drinks, so no lectures please :P) me and a friend were discussing how I could make use of my maternity jeans after the baby is born. They have a huge pouchy thing at the front that goes over my belly, so we reckon it'd be a good idea to use it for storing the baby in. It'd be like a kangaroo pouch. I would bounce around a lot, call him either Joey or Skippy and live a beautiful life as a kangaroo... It would be awesome! Although naming him after Skippy wouldn't be good... because he's a bush kangaroo and the word 'bush' would just be inappropriate! XD
Anyhows... this was only some kinda filler post thing. I'll write about something else later on... and maybe update with a bump picture to show how much I've grown in the last couple of weeks.
Saturday, 8 August 2009
Hugeness
Oh my god! Just look at the picture (and ignore the shitty PJs)! My bump is getting huge! Erk- you can see one of my many stretchmarks... One day when I'm feeling very brave (even braver than I am right now... It took a lot of persuading myself to actually take a bump picture), I might take a close up stretchmark pic and blog all about stretchies... Definitely not today though! This post is about how huge I am!
This morning I was going to get dressed and realised that apart from a couple of recently bought tops and all my old, exceedingly baggy (although not really baggy at all anymore) band t-shirts, I had no clothes that fit me. The only things I had that I can wear on my bottom half (not including PJ bottoms, as for some reason, I can still squeeze into all my old ones) are my maternity jeans and some shorts I bought a few weeks ago. I decided I needed to go shopping.
I went to New Look. Usually maternity jeans look shit (in my opinion) and I thought my maternity jeans were an ok buy as they looked slightly less shit than some other ones you can get, but still look pretty crap. I was only really going to look for a new top, but I ended up buying some black maternity skinny jeans which are fucking awesome! Unlike all other maternity jeans I've seen, I know for a fact that my mum wouldn't wear them... That was good enough for me, so I bought them. They are so hoobaciously comfortable! =D I couldn't find any tops I liked in the maternity section, so I just got a normal size 14 (gosh, it's weird to think that all my mother and grandmother's clothes would now fit me) top. It's kind of baggy, so there'll be lots of room to grow. I'm not sure if it'll fit me right up until the baby is born, but I know it'll definitely fit me for a few weeks (even at the immense rate that I'm expanding). I also bought some shoes and a bag. Shopping was productive. =]
It's getting hard to shave my legs, pick things up off the floor and tie shoe laces now, so I'm kind of worried that it's just going to get worse and worse. I refuse to give birth with hairy legs, so I'm going to find a way round it! My belly button (which I think was always pretty deep for a belly button) is getting shallower and shallower. I wonder how long it'll take for it to become an outie...
Ooohh... today, the squigglytiddlypeep moved so violently that it hurt like fuck! It was in the area around my bottom ribs. I swear he was trying to break a rib! At least I know he's moving around! I hope he doesn't cause me too much pain in the next just over 10 weeks!
Anyhow. Now I've informed the world of my giganticness, I'm gonna go do something else! Hoobletoodledoo!
Friday, 7 August 2009
72 days...
Rarrrrr! Only 72 days left! Over the last few days it's dawned on me how little time I have left.
I have no idea what I'm going to call him. I don't even really have a narrowed down list anymore. I have the perfect girls name and I kind of want him to be a girl so I could use it. I need to find the perfect boy's name, but I only have like 11 weeks left to ponder!
So much stuff I need to buy. I want everything to be perfect. I keep putting off buying things (apart from like clothes and stuff) because even if I like something a lot, I know that if I buy it I'll probably find a better one in a few weeks. Unless things are perfect, I can't bring myself to buy them. I have a perfect moses basket though. I know I'll never be able to find one that I like even half as much. I need to remember how little time I have left and start buying all the big things!
I've started thinking/worrying about the actual birth (yeah, I'm only 29 weeks pregnant, but the last 10 weeks have gone freakishly quickly and I need to be prepared and whatnot). It's scary stuff. I don't understand how something that big can come out of something so small without breaking it or whatever. The thought of tearing and episiotomies freaks me out a bit... Especially as I know my mum had to have an episiotomy when she had me and that she tore pretty fucking badly with my half brother! C-sections... The thought of having one of those didn't sound too bad until my grandmother told me about how horrible they are. Although, I'm not sure she's a reliable source of information when it comes to pregnancy-related stuff because the last time she gave birth was in 1971... Things have probably changed a lot since then and her memory of it all is probably a bit fuzzy... At least I know that if I ask my mum about something, her knowledge is probably quite up to date as she last gave birth in 2007.
People keep telling me that I should have the baby given straight to me when he's born because I'll bond with it and stuff... I remember how gross my half brother was just after he was born and to be honest, I would rather not have to hold a baby covered in loads of... blood, shit and general fanny gunk. I think I'll definitely have him cleaned before I hold him. It's likely that I will bond with the squigglytiddlypeep anyway. I know for a fact that I'd enjoy bonding with a clean baby rather than one who is covered in ickyness. People seem to think it's wrong to want a clean baby and I kind of feel like a couple of people are pressuring me into not having him cleaned straight away. It pisses me off. It's my choice. Maybe I'll change my mind about this before October, but I probably wont. Besides, I think I've already kinda bonded with him even though he isn't born yet.
I'm going to do things how I want to do things, not how anyone else wants me to do things. >.<
But yeah, lots to think about and decide and stuff! Sorry about going into a big rant-type-thing... This post was only supposed to be about names and shopping! XD
I have no idea what I'm going to call him. I don't even really have a narrowed down list anymore. I have the perfect girls name and I kind of want him to be a girl so I could use it. I need to find the perfect boy's name, but I only have like 11 weeks left to ponder!
So much stuff I need to buy. I want everything to be perfect. I keep putting off buying things (apart from like clothes and stuff) because even if I like something a lot, I know that if I buy it I'll probably find a better one in a few weeks. Unless things are perfect, I can't bring myself to buy them. I have a perfect moses basket though. I know I'll never be able to find one that I like even half as much. I need to remember how little time I have left and start buying all the big things!
I've started thinking/worrying about the actual birth (yeah, I'm only 29 weeks pregnant, but the last 10 weeks have gone freakishly quickly and I need to be prepared and whatnot). It's scary stuff. I don't understand how something that big can come out of something so small without breaking it or whatever. The thought of tearing and episiotomies freaks me out a bit... Especially as I know my mum had to have an episiotomy when she had me and that she tore pretty fucking badly with my half brother! C-sections... The thought of having one of those didn't sound too bad until my grandmother told me about how horrible they are. Although, I'm not sure she's a reliable source of information when it comes to pregnancy-related stuff because the last time she gave birth was in 1971... Things have probably changed a lot since then and her memory of it all is probably a bit fuzzy... At least I know that if I ask my mum about something, her knowledge is probably quite up to date as she last gave birth in 2007.
People keep telling me that I should have the baby given straight to me when he's born because I'll bond with it and stuff... I remember how gross my half brother was just after he was born and to be honest, I would rather not have to hold a baby covered in loads of... blood, shit and general fanny gunk. I think I'll definitely have him cleaned before I hold him. It's likely that I will bond with the squigglytiddlypeep anyway. I know for a fact that I'd enjoy bonding with a clean baby rather than one who is covered in ickyness. People seem to think it's wrong to want a clean baby and I kind of feel like a couple of people are pressuring me into not having him cleaned straight away. It pisses me off. It's my choice. Maybe I'll change my mind about this before October, but I probably wont. Besides, I think I've already kinda bonded with him even though he isn't born yet.
I'm going to do things how I want to do things, not how anyone else wants me to do things. >.<
But yeah, lots to think about and decide and stuff! Sorry about going into a big rant-type-thing... This post was only supposed to be about names and shopping! XD
Thursday, 30 July 2009
The joys of back ache!
Grrr! I know this probably isn't the best time to moan about this particular pregnancy symptom as I'm only 28 weeks pregnant and it's just going to get a lot worse as I get pregnanter, but gosh, it's horrid! Over the last week or so, my back has been immensely achey a lot of time time. Thankfully it's not a constant thing. As the baby gets bigger, my back is bound to ache a lot more, so I'm guessing this might not be the last thing I write about back ache!
I have found that leaning against a laptop or a tray can help sometimes. The more I do this, the more I get weird looks from people... I don't know why! Yeah, it looks a bit strange, but it's better than taking painkillers (which I never, ever do unless I'm in complete agony). I'm quite glad I still have Larry (my old, dead laptop). I knew that keeping him would be somehow useful. Leaning against laptops and trays doesn't stop the pain, but it is quite relieving. I'm not sure why it helps... My grandmother suggested that it's something to do with the straightness of things, but if I lean against a wall, I don't get the same effect. Heh, it's bizarre, but at least there's something that makes it slightly more tolerable! =D
Occasionally, the squigglytiddlypeep will move and the back ache will miraculously disappear. It makes me think that he's probably getting revenge on me for something!
At least it's probably better than morning sickness, which I somehow managed to completely avoid! =D It's definitely not as annoying as stretchmarks (which I will blog about at some point in the near future).
But yeah... I FUCKING HATE BACKACHE!
Hoobletoodledoo!
I have found that leaning against a laptop or a tray can help sometimes. The more I do this, the more I get weird looks from people... I don't know why! Yeah, it looks a bit strange, but it's better than taking painkillers (which I never, ever do unless I'm in complete agony). I'm quite glad I still have Larry (my old, dead laptop). I knew that keeping him would be somehow useful. Leaning against laptops and trays doesn't stop the pain, but it is quite relieving. I'm not sure why it helps... My grandmother suggested that it's something to do with the straightness of things, but if I lean against a wall, I don't get the same effect. Heh, it's bizarre, but at least there's something that makes it slightly more tolerable! =D
Occasionally, the squigglytiddlypeep will move and the back ache will miraculously disappear. It makes me think that he's probably getting revenge on me for something!
At least it's probably better than morning sickness, which I somehow managed to completely avoid! =D It's definitely not as annoying as stretchmarks (which I will blog about at some point in the near future).
But yeah... I FUCKING HATE BACKACHE!
Hoobletoodledoo!
Saturday, 25 July 2009
Introductiony post...
I have recently realised that all I ever seem to talk about is pregnancy related crap and I'm starting to annoy myself with it. I decided it would be a good idea to make a pregnancy blog because it's somewhere to write all about my pregnantness without writing too much about it on my main blog. I'm sure my whittering on about pregnancy is boring to everyone who isn't actually pregnant... I know I wouldn't find it interesting if I wasn't pregnant myself! XD
The title 'Some girls are bigger than others' is the name of a song by The Smiths. I'm getting a lot bigger than I used to be, so I thought it would be an ok title!
I should have thought up the idea of a pregnancy blog sooner as there is now less than three months until the baby is due. It would have been nice to document the rest of the pregnancy, but oh well. It's not the end of the world!
I have a feeling I'll update this blog an awful lot because I have a lot of free time and a lot of pregnancy-related crap to whitter on about!
In this first post, I'll cover the answers to the two most commonly asked pregnancy questions. 1) When's it due? And 2) Is it a boy or a girl? I can sum that up in one sentence: The baby is due on October 19th 2009 and it's a boy.
I'll definitely write a proper post later on today! Look below and there's a pic of the little dude! =D
The title 'Some girls are bigger than others' is the name of a song by The Smiths. I'm getting a lot bigger than I used to be, so I thought it would be an ok title!
I should have thought up the idea of a pregnancy blog sooner as there is now less than three months until the baby is due. It would have been nice to document the rest of the pregnancy, but oh well. It's not the end of the world!
I have a feeling I'll update this blog an awful lot because I have a lot of free time and a lot of pregnancy-related crap to whitter on about!
In this first post, I'll cover the answers to the two most commonly asked pregnancy questions. 1) When's it due? And 2) Is it a boy or a girl? I can sum that up in one sentence: The baby is due on October 19th 2009 and it's a boy.
I'll definitely write a proper post later on today! Look below and there's a pic of the little dude! =D
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