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Mar. 23rd, 2008 05:33 pmMy friend Tracy (whose baby was due about a week before mine) had her baby this morning. This is quite scary, because if she went early (by about a week) that means theoretically my baby could be here next week. The reality is that the baby could arrive any time now.
I get overheated very quickly right now. I work in fits and starts, then sit and take a break and drink lots of liquid, and do more. I should go do more work in the guest room after this LJ post I think.
My freezer is filling up with yummy food. Cayne took care of mailing out a pile of packages that needed to go out. I think there were about half a dozen destined for LJ users.
I just played "Cowboys are Frequently Secretly Fond of Each Other" for Cayne-he'd never heard it before, so I grabbed it from ITunes. It came up earlier today, when I was talking about Pansy Division, who I love. He commented on the song "James Bondage" which came over the IPod earlier (the IPod is plugged into my IHome) and liked it. I mentioned the name of the band. Later on, the song "Cocksucker Club" was on, and I pointed out that I probably should stop playing that kind of music in front of the baby until I'm ready to explain "cocksucker." But the cowboy thing-I love the Pansy Division cover version of the song, and don't know what happened to the recording I had.
In case anyone was wondering about my husband...I've always teased him a little bit, for some of his taste-he loves things like Abba, LOGO (the gay-oriented TV channel) the Pet Shop Boys, Erasure, and so on. Yesterday, while we were umbrella shopping, in addition to the compact umbrella that I suggested he purchase for his diaper bag (he has his own, so it can live in his car and he'll be far less inclined to forget to take it with him-it's the whole absent minded programmer stereotype, but he lives up to it) he also chose a second umbrella. A very large umbrella. A very large rainbow umbrella. He makes me giggle. I'm just amused that of all the various umbrellas to choose he gravitated towards the rainbow one. Hrm. Queer-core and a big giant rainbow umbrella. He's an odd one.
I did finally order a car seat. Last weekend's kitchen disaster and the contractions that followed scared me. A lot. As in "the baby is going to come and I'm going to have nothing ready" so I ordered the car seat. Most everything else is coming together nicely. My project for today is to finish re-organizing the guest room, and it's going very well. I need Cayne's help with the next part because it involves lifting a box that would be on the heavy side for me when not-pregnant, and when I'm pregnant, forget it. I'm not even trying. When we've done that, I can finish that up, maybe even today. And that would please me greatly. My chiropractor has stopped adjusting parts of my back-according to her, they're going to affect the sympathetic nervous system, which could slow or stall labor, so she's only adjusting the parts that will affect the parasympathetic nervous system, and that should help labor. She'll probably come over while I'm in labor and do some things that can help keep me feeling good and encourage labor. If I start pushing the comfort level of how far post-date is "okay" with my health care provider, I also have the name and number of an acupuncturist who is supposed to be very good at getting labor going. (I'm hoping to not go that far, but it's totally possible.)
I overdid it yesterday though. Up early, to the lab to get blood drawn, then breakfast, then the restaurant supply store, Build a Bear, a snack (because I was feeling overheated and thirsty and needed to sit down) and two other stops in the mall-one for a few baby things, one to try and buy underwear for me, since a lot of mine is pretty ratty and I figure that after lochia is a good time to replace it. No underwear purchased-I didn't like the color choices in the style I like, so I can either try the other store, or order it online...it's a toss up as to the cost, because the promo is the same online and in the store...it's a question of tax+gas+my energy vs shipping. After that, lunch, grocery shopping and home. Home involved dinner, putting groceries away and more nesting.
Too much stuff to do. Too little energy.
I get overheated very quickly right now. I work in fits and starts, then sit and take a break and drink lots of liquid, and do more. I should go do more work in the guest room after this LJ post I think.
My freezer is filling up with yummy food. Cayne took care of mailing out a pile of packages that needed to go out. I think there were about half a dozen destined for LJ users.
I just played "Cowboys are Frequently Secretly Fond of Each Other" for Cayne-he'd never heard it before, so I grabbed it from ITunes. It came up earlier today, when I was talking about Pansy Division, who I love. He commented on the song "James Bondage" which came over the IPod earlier (the IPod is plugged into my IHome) and liked it. I mentioned the name of the band. Later on, the song "Cocksucker Club" was on, and I pointed out that I probably should stop playing that kind of music in front of the baby until I'm ready to explain "cocksucker." But the cowboy thing-I love the Pansy Division cover version of the song, and don't know what happened to the recording I had.
In case anyone was wondering about my husband...I've always teased him a little bit, for some of his taste-he loves things like Abba, LOGO (the gay-oriented TV channel) the Pet Shop Boys, Erasure, and so on. Yesterday, while we were umbrella shopping, in addition to the compact umbrella that I suggested he purchase for his diaper bag (he has his own, so it can live in his car and he'll be far less inclined to forget to take it with him-it's the whole absent minded programmer stereotype, but he lives up to it) he also chose a second umbrella. A very large umbrella. A very large rainbow umbrella. He makes me giggle. I'm just amused that of all the various umbrellas to choose he gravitated towards the rainbow one. Hrm. Queer-core and a big giant rainbow umbrella. He's an odd one.
I did finally order a car seat. Last weekend's kitchen disaster and the contractions that followed scared me. A lot. As in "the baby is going to come and I'm going to have nothing ready" so I ordered the car seat. Most everything else is coming together nicely. My project for today is to finish re-organizing the guest room, and it's going very well. I need Cayne's help with the next part because it involves lifting a box that would be on the heavy side for me when not-pregnant, and when I'm pregnant, forget it. I'm not even trying. When we've done that, I can finish that up, maybe even today. And that would please me greatly. My chiropractor has stopped adjusting parts of my back-according to her, they're going to affect the sympathetic nervous system, which could slow or stall labor, so she's only adjusting the parts that will affect the parasympathetic nervous system, and that should help labor. She'll probably come over while I'm in labor and do some things that can help keep me feeling good and encourage labor. If I start pushing the comfort level of how far post-date is "okay" with my health care provider, I also have the name and number of an acupuncturist who is supposed to be very good at getting labor going. (I'm hoping to not go that far, but it's totally possible.)
I overdid it yesterday though. Up early, to the lab to get blood drawn, then breakfast, then the restaurant supply store, Build a Bear, a snack (because I was feeling overheated and thirsty and needed to sit down) and two other stops in the mall-one for a few baby things, one to try and buy underwear for me, since a lot of mine is pretty ratty and I figure that after lochia is a good time to replace it. No underwear purchased-I didn't like the color choices in the style I like, so I can either try the other store, or order it online...it's a toss up as to the cost, because the promo is the same online and in the store...it's a question of tax+gas+my energy vs shipping. After that, lunch, grocery shopping and home. Home involved dinner, putting groceries away and more nesting.
Too much stuff to do. Too little energy.
