Indecision ’08
Several of you asked in the comments and via email for a status update about the little one. I guess I’ve been so busy bitching discussing my changing of doctors that I haven’t given a status update lately. So Secret Agent (as I think of the baby) update:
Due date: July 31 or August 4 – depended on Doc Crazy’s mood on that particular day. I am almost 24 weeks pregnant.
Complaint of the day: A man obviously started these lies about pregnancy lasting 9 months. Did they really think that we wouldn’t notice that 9 months and 40 weeks don’t compute? I am 24 weeks (6 months) pregnant yet have another 16 weeks (4 months) of pregnancy to go full term. Nine months my expanding ass.
Gender news: None (hence the title of my post). Doc Crazy refused to decide if Secret Agent is a boy or girl. However, after 437 ultrasounds we never saw any protruding or dangly parts so I’m thinking pink despite my original conviction the baby was a boy. I’m guessing the new doc might let me know at my first ultrasound because she won’t be crazy.
How am I feeling? I’ve never had any delusions that I would be a happy, glowing pregnant woman. So far, it isn’t as bad as I thought it would be – but I still have a good amount of time left and the heat is coming. My chief complaints tend to be trouble sleeping mostly due to my hip joints aching at night and feeling like a beached whale. I miss wearing normal clothes. I miss browsing catalogs and pretending I might order things. I miss having more energy. I miss not making groaning noises when getting up off the floor. But honestly, it isn’t too bad yet. The baby is kicking like a linebacker. Steve has finally been able to feel it too. S/he is especially active in the evening and will usually settle on my sciatic nerve and play soccer with my bladder after dinner. I find pregnancy in general rather awe inspiring but just plain bizarre. I can’t get over the weirdness (not in a bad way) of this little human being inside of me.
Other random thoughts:
I’m never quite sure if I should be offended or complimented when someone says I don’t even look pregnant. I assume the person is being nice but did I look this fat and dress this ugly before? At the same time, it is nice to delude myself for a couple of minutes (until I catch my reflection) that maybe I don’t look so bad. I know how much I’ve gained and if I don’t look pregnant then I just look fat.
I think I’m starting to waddle a little. My walking only has 1 speed these days – slow stroll. When we go somewhere, Steve has to stop and wait for me to catch up.
I angered the baby last week. I was having my usual 3am struggle to find a comfortable way to sleep. On my side made my hips ache even with my body pillow (which I have dubbed my new boyfriend) and on my back is out of the question (it cuts off circulation to something important and I end up with a headache). So in my sleepy state, I must have flopped onto my stomach. Immediately I received many angry kicks to remind me that someone else has taken up residence there for the time being and to kindly remove my whale like girth.
Thankfully random strangers haven’t started trying to touch me yet. I really don’t anticipate them receiving a warm reception. I’m all about personal space when I’m not hormonal and cranky.
I have an appointment with my new doctor in 10 days. She was recommended to me by a friend down here so I have high hopes. Heck, at this point and I don’t care if I like her or not. As long as she doesn’t bring the crazy we are ahead of the game.
And to Miss Amy, my real life friend, I will admit you were correct in your comment. I was 1/2 relieved at the lack of confrontation and 1/2 sad at being robbed of the fun of the chance to tell her what I thought. I’m twisted that way.
Thank you for the update….
Please let me know what you are having when you find out, I have a little somthing in store for you.
HUGS TO YOU and I’m twisted too, I love the thought of being on someone’s SHIT list…
WOW!! That date will be here before you know it.
How I remmeber not being able to sleep on my belly. I think I missed that more than anything when I was pregnant.
Glad that overall things are going well.
Despite never seeing any dangly parts on ultrasounds, we have three boys. I never could see what they were talking about…
xo ~K
Wow, I cant believe you only have 4 mos to go!
Okay, if you are waking up at 3am every night for real I predict that you will go into labor at that time. Seriously, I did the same thing with my son, I woke up every day at 3am to go pee or to just look at the clock. On July 15th I woke for my reg 3am bathroom trip, lost my mucus plug, and full contractions started by the time I got back in bed!
Never had any consistancy with my daughter and my water broke with her in the evening!
So there’s my guess!
I can’t wait to hear about your new Dr!
Ever thought about not finding out the sex? You’ve made it this far without knowing!
Hurrah for breaking up with Dr Crazy!
Yeah, I don’t know when that 9mos thing started, but they do count the two weeks before you even ovulate as part of the 40 weeks. Whatev.
And yeah, those due dates are kinda subjective anyway. Baby will come when s/he’s good and ready. It’s not like the Dr knows the exact day the little bugger was conceived. And most of the time mom doesn’t know either if those Maury shows are any indication. hehe
Are you reading “The Girlfriends Guide to Pregnancy”? If not, you should be. She has a whole section about the 9/10 month thing. I loved that book when I was preg. the first time.
michelle, you should consider trying acupuncture for your aches and pains. i have treated countless pregnant women for different kinds of pain during pregnancy (hip, low back, sciatic, carpal tunnel, etc) with seriously remarkable results. wish you were here i’d comp you a session. 🙂
Do I know this girl or do I know this girl?!?!
As for today’s post. Sorry to bust you Miss Mikki but, “My walking only has 1 speed these days – slow stroll.” What exactly were your speeds before? I’ve known you since way before pregnancy and things like speedwalker, in a hurry, and fast paced have never come to mind. For those of you who don’t know Miss Mikki, she is crazy laid back. So the idea of her being slowed down by pregnancy, let’s just say I am now worried my girl may lapse into a coma before Secret Agent makes an appearance.
I used to call Emily, “The Bump”, before we decided on a name. Incidentally, Emily, aka Sybil, was born on July 27. They could be sharing a birthday…..
indecision 08 🙂
and I dont get the random strangers touching thing at all.
Ive been witness to a few of those (grocery line) which started awkward and almost turned ugly.
Amy – I love you but bite me 🙂
I have been known to hurry now and then. And my normal walk is faster than a slow stroll. I could at least keep up with Steve without thought before – now not so much. I could probably still keep up with him, it just seems like too much effort.
I think I’d like it if someone told me I didn’t look pregnant. Sadly, there is no chance of that happening. I look like I swallowed a basketball in front and probably some other items to expand the rear view as well. And slow stroll is about all I can manage too. Which is hard when chasing a toddler, huh?
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