Monday monday

Am starting to dread Mondays, the weekly go round starts again and yet again I got about 10% done of what I wanted and needed to get done this weekend. The laundry is growing extra heads and arms in the basement. I put little mans second last clean tee shirt on him this morning. I just can't get down there to do it. I have no energy none whatsoever, it's about all I can do to drag my arse to the car each day and drive to daycare/work wherever I'm going. Getting out of the car has to be thought about and planned. This morning big man bent down and pretended to eat little mans knee causing shrieks of laughter - no small feat at 8am - while I enjoyed the laughter all I could think about was how easy it was for him to bend down like that and get back up again without even thinking about it. I couldn't sleep last night, my back aches, rolling over is a nightmare, I can't get comfortable, getting up to pee is pissing me off, I've considered a potty but I'd never get back up!

I know I'm whining, sorry but I just feel so big and unwieldy I'm pretty miserable.

Had a midwife appointment on Friday, she did an internal, ouchie fucking ouchie. Nothing happening there, high and tight, was sure things were going on, am still sure to be honest, the contractions I'm feeling had better be doing something other than pissing me off. Babe is estimated to be 6lbs so that's not a big deal, if the 1/2 lb a week thing is a guide, s/he'll be 8lbs in 4 weeks which is fine by me. Midwife gave me the go ahead to try to get things going in about 2 weeks so big man is all excited, poor fella might get some lovin' for a change.

My tickers says 35 weeks but everything else I have (babycenter etc) says 36 weeks so I'm confused. I'll go with the ticker...

Updated to add: I just delivered a 3lb poo, I feel so very much better now, amazing how that happens!

Hello folks

Lots of people visiting, not sure why or where you're coming from but you're welcome, hope you like poo.

Sleep, poo (not mine for a change), pregnancy and Larry

I wrote a post in my head last night while I tossed and turned and hefted Larry* around the place trying to get comfortable. The howling wind and rain didn't help, nor did the fact that the little man stayed in his own bed all night. Yes I know I have begged the gods for him to do just that but he does it so rarely that when he does I think there's something wrong and lie awake all night listening to the fucking monitor to hear him breathe!

Anyway I forgot the post, I've poked and prodded my brain all morning to try to remember what I wanted to tell you and I haven't the slightest idea, not one, not even a clue.

I fucking hate that.

So here are some snippets instead:

Little man poo'd on the floor this weekend, nice! I took his nappy off and couldn't get my fat arse in gear to put a clean one on so decided to let the air at his bum for a while, poor childeen wrapped up in damp fabric/paper all the time. I heard him grunt and saw him make that face just a nanosecond too late, Moved my fat arse right quick that time. Had to give him a bath and clean the floor - serves me right for being a lazy git.

Had to go to the doc and get nuclear power cream/suppositories for the itchy fanny - yum! Seems to have done the job though and I might even have a shag one of these days now that I'm all better.

Had another scan last week to see the face, all well, still the same gender, had her check to make sure, still can't tell you. But I can tell you that my sister-in-law is also pregnant and having a girl - yahoo! You hear about these things, people adopting and then finding themselves preggers from plain ol sex even though every ART trick in the book didn't work - you never expect it to happen to somone you actually know, but it did and I'm thrilled and kind of laughing at them too going from 0 kids to 2 in 9 months, ha ha, that'll learn 'em.

* Larry is my body pillow, a cool $10 in Sears, served me very well last time and is doing his job this time too. Why is he called Larry? I have no idea, I came to be done night and big man had him propped up on my side with eyes and a mouth drawn in, he christened him Larry and it stuck.

Poo, glorious poo

Seems like poo is on everyone's mind these days, I've been following blog links, as you do, and these posts really spoke to me.

I clearly remember the horror of my 1st post c-section poo. I sobbed, screamed and generally cursed myself for being afraid to take stool softeners and laxatives in case they affected the baby via my breastmilk! Rookie Mum or wha? It was the only time I used the Lamaze breathing I learned in childbirth classes.

I still produce a poo to be proud of every few days, it hurts, it's degrading but it's much better than missy connie stee pation's visits. (I'm afraid to type the real word in case she comes back to visit again)

Enjoy the poo stories!

Blurry eyes

Sign of diabetes I know...hmm...

Can you get specs for blurry eyes if it's only temporary? Will that do more damage to your eyes long term?

It is only temporary isn't it?

By the way, just in case you missed my poo talk, I gave birth to a bouncing baby poo this morning, he only gestated for 4 days.

Blood sugars

So I went to Ireland and told all the family who were mostly delighted but not all - that's a long story and one I might go into at some point but not now.

I'm back now and have gone public with the news so no need to keep secret anymore yahoo!

This means that I have broken out the elasticated pants - oh goodies, I love me some elasticated plants with no pockets. Maternity clothes suck in the main but there is some joy in not having to suck in my belly any more, it kind of makes up for having to wear soft cup bras.

I'm having a few problems with my blood sugar, it's too high in the morning and drops too low during the day, I know this because I have once again become familiar with sticking myself with lancets up to 6 times a day, I had to do it 3 times this morning I couldn't seem to get enough blood, out of practice. Anyway my blood sugar this morning was 140! That is 50 more than it should be, yikes people, seriously.

Apparently having GD this early is a bad thing for the baby, so I'm a touch concerned.

Other than that I'm feeling better in the main, more energy, less want to die nausea and thanks ever ever so much to Portlairge for introducing me to my new friend Benefiber, I owe you kisses with tongues for that one babe and I look about 4 months pregnant rather than 6 thanks to the relief!

Did I warn you yet that I am possibly the crankiest pregnant woman ever? I was a miserable cow last time so I am trying not to complain and whine so much this time, failing but trying.

More Poo!!

Thanks to linkateria, very topical!

Doc Appt. today

So I'm 8w5d by my reckoning but that probably doesn't match the docs.

The poo problems continue but I have more of a handle on them now. Word of caution - no matter how tough you think you are, if the laxative says take 2 tablespoons - TAKE 2 TABLESPOONS fer fuxake, not 4 'cos you're a hard chaw, know what I mean? Nuff said about that one.

What else can I tell you? I have my 1st official doctor appointment today, go me.

Nervous about it of course, convinced she won't find a heartbeat and I'll get bad news again. Been reading horror stories about miscarriages at 9w2d and the like. I really don't think I'll relax until I can feel this little one kicking me in the ribs and then I'll complain about that.

Breasts are no-go zones, very very tender, little man keeps kicking them or bouncing his head off them for some reason. I know they're bigger but do they have bullseyes visible only to 2 year olds or something?

Will update after the doc appointment.

Bummer

I kind of regard this as a PSA for other IBS sufferers out there so sorry again if it's too much info for you but man is my world down there going through some chaos!

I had bad problems with constipation with little mans pregnancy and it's back with a vengance this time, only it's accompanied by quite a lot of bleeding. I'm used to re.ctal bleeding from time to time, I've had all sorts of tests and my favourite - an@l exams and even cameras! They all show nothing to worry about so the diagnosis has been internal hemorrhoids (yes I know how to spell it, sorry for messing that up in the last post) and as long as it's not too much they've said not to worry.

For the past few days I've been continuing my enormous poo productions and they've been accompanied by quite a lot of bright red blood - pah sez I, normal, nothing to see here folks, move along. But it's been getting worse not better so I called the doc. I'm waiting for a call back and can assume that I'll be exposing my nether regions to the delights of probing fingers again in the next 24 hours. I'm hoping that will be all and they'll tell me to drink more water, eat more fiber and try not to strain - HAH! You think I don't know this? I think I've torn something, to be honest, and it's just being aggravated each time I pass a stool, especially the big ones.

TMI?

I know, I know, but considering the googling I've done on this it's a concern for a lot of people and seeing blood in the bowl is definitely worrying so I consider this my good deed for other pregnant IBS women out there. If you are or have been one, step right up and let me know what worked and didn't for you.

PS I'm using rec.tal and an@l just 'cos I want to keep the pervs away, not from any sense of modesty on my behalf.