Posts tagged baby

I wore a burp blanket as a sideways cape. It kept the blanket on my shoulder and I looked amazing.

As of tomorrow night, I am needing ideas to get this baby out. Ideas? What worked for you?

The countdown is getting scary. Less than 2 weeks til baby day. Holy jeebus. I don’t want to go through labour again… Guess it’s a little late for that thought lol

Does not look good. Cadence’s cousins came over and when I held one of them, she was all about being picked up. On the plus, I’ve managed to learn how to keep a newborn still and pick up a toddler…. While pregnant!

Why the ultrasound technicians still tell me it’s imperative to drink all that water before the appointment? Is it really that hard to find a 5 lb baby without me filling my bladder and being in ultimate discomfort?

So excited!

Which means, 23 days until baby can come out and be considered “full term” or 51 days until they induce labour. 

He’s been out of the house for 7 days. This is as official as I can bare to put it. I’ve gotten lots of messages asking about the wedding plans, and I’m too humiliated to write them back.

It’s so embarrassing to tell everyone. Plus, my mom made it worse. Parents should not have Facebook, FYI. It’s also embarrassing to think of the money we lost in wedding deposits. Plus, the finances have gone to shit. I’m barely treading water and the waves haven’t even started to come in.

I’m terrified of the future. A 6 year old, an 18 month old, and a newborn…. vs. me… I’ve done the newborn thing on my own and that was hard. Add everything else and I’m so over my head. The baby doesn’t even have a place to put it’s clothes yet and I need to get a bassinet as the playpen doesn’t fit in my room. My car can’t even fit three car seats!!

I’ve also been a wreck emotionally. With pregnancy hormones and getting dumped by the man I was supposed to spend my life with… Let’s just say the kleenex box doesn’t stray far. I can’t even say that it’s over between the two of us without tearing up.

I realize I can be a cunt. I’d like to meet a woman who can’t be one. Just like he can be an asshole. But the asshole is worth the other side. Even if the other side has been shy for the last year or so. I just wish my bitchy side was worth putting up with. It’s for better or for worse… Not for when everything is peachy keen. No person can be happy 100% of the time. Granted, there has been a lot of stress in our lives for a long ass time and it’s built up on both of us. I could put up with some stuff, but I couldn’t do it all alone. Am I wrong for being overly emotional at the moment and just wanting hugs and kisses and being told I’m beautiful even when I have snot coming out of my nose?

The answer really doesn’t matter. It’s over.