Valentine's Day Re-cap

We went out to eat and in Mr. R's words, I picked an unromantic F'n truck stop to eat at and I made Valentine's Day suck. Of course he didn't mention this until after we left the place. I didn't think it would matter where we were, just that we were together. Guess not. We got home and I got out my homemade chocolate covered strawberries and whipped cream and things were a little better. We exchanged gifts and it was funny how much we think alike. We both got each other a few of the same things and wrote some of the same stuff in our cards.

Do I think we're soul mates? Yeah, maybe. Do I think we're having a really hard time right now? YEP! Do I think we'll make it? Who knows. All I know is that after the last 6 months, it's a miracle we're still together now, so I'm not giving up and according to him, neither is he.

Maybe Today...

"Maybe Today..."

What exactly does that mean? I remember seeing that all over little plaques when I was little. I guess it was a 70's thing?

However, I've been thinking about that a lot lately...

"Maybe Today"... I'll get a call for more kids for my daycare.
"Maybe Today"... I'll figure out how to pay these bills.
"Maybe Today"... I'll get motivated and get us on a better homeschooling schedule.
"Maybe Today"... I'll figure out how to get this house in order.
"Maybe Today"... I'll wake up and Obama being President will have just been a bad dream.
"Maybe Today"... all the millions of people who have lost their jobs will find new ones.
"Maybe Today"... the government will care about how to fix our own country's problems instead of acting like we care about the rest of the world.

I'm too tired to post any more but you get the idea. Whatchagonnado? In the words of Cristy Lane (yep, I remember her too)... "One Day At A Time, Sweet Jesus"... enough said?

Anyway, I had a fabUlous weekend. The kids went to g-ma and g-pa's and Mr. R and I spent some much needed time together. We hung out here and at his house. He helped me get all my junk out of storage and put it in my "free" storage unit. (I couldn't justify spending the extra money every month to have my junk somewhere other than in my own garage.) We didn't really do anything too exciting... we played pool and darts, watched movies, went out to eat and just hung out. It was fun.

Hello, Mr. Hicks

Ahhh, lovely little things called Braxton Hicks contractions. I've had them since 7:00 this morning. At first I thought it was a little too early to be having them because I didn't remember getting them this early with the other two pregnancies but the book says they can start as early as 20 weeks.

The baby also didn't move much yesterday or today, so with that and the B-Hicks combined, I thought it would be ok to call the doctor's office.

A nurse called back and confirmed that yes, it was Braxton making his appearance and unless they totally take my breath away, or if I can time them 2-5 minutes apart, or if there's any bleeding, I shouldn't worry about it.

As for the baby not moving around, I can drink something with caffeine and lay down on my left side and that should work and should get him moving. Hmmm, maybe that's why he's so active between 2 and 3 am every night??

I'm so glad we have a doppler here. Of course I had to get that out and check his heartbeat. Still high and going strong so that eased my mind.

I think I'm just overly worried because EVERYONE I know who has been pregnant in the last few months has delivered early. Thankfully all their babies seem to be doing fine but it's still scary!

In unrelated news... we got between 9 and 12 inches of snow Tuesday night/Wednesday morning. The dogs didn't know what to do and wouldn't even go out until the boys shoveled a path out the back door and into the yard. Mr. R came over last night and he and the boys shoveled out the driveway. They were covered with snow when they came in.

After dinner we watched Fireproof and Taken. Don't ask me how someone in Mr. R's family got a dvd of Taken, but they did and we borrowed it and it was GOOD!

I am actually tired tonight! I worked today and naptime was a nightmare. For some reason my little almost 2 yr old did not want to nap. Very unlike her. She kept waking her brother up and the poor thing was so tired she really did want to sleep but just wouldn't let herself. She finally gave in and went to sleep but only got about a half hour nap in. She was fine the rest of the day and was happy when her mom got here so it must not have bothered her too much. It's so cute because she can't say my name, so she calls me "Honey". She tells her mom she wants to go to Honey's house. Anytime she wants or needs something she'll come looking for me saying "Honey... Honey... Honey...". So cute!

What's Up

We had another OB appointment yesterday. Mr. R was there acting like the paparazzi with his camera. He took a pic of me on the scale. I have gained 7 pounds in the last month. At first, I was like "Oh now hold on there nursey nurse... I've got Uggs on... those HAVE to count for at least 3 pounds." She wrote down what the scale said anyway.

We got to meet the new doctor. I loved her from the moment she walked in. See, I had that little colposcopy thing scheduled with the other doctor for last Friday... 2nd time it was schedule and 2nd time it got cancelled... well, I thought the new doctor would mention it. And she did. BUT... she totally agreed with me that there was no way this needed to be done right now. That my test didn't show anything close to it being cancer and that I shouldn't even worry about it and they'll just do a repeat pap after the baby's born. I love her, I tell you. We also talked about my iron levels and she was all... "I wouldn't do anything unless it was under 10." And, because it's at 11.4... good bye iron pills that make doing some things very hard to do. (If you've never taken iron pills, you have no idea what that means, if you have... you get it and you're high fiving me that I can throw those pills away.)

Then I mentioned that "OH MY GOSH I'VE GAINED 7 POUNDS!!" and she was all like "Girl, you've got Uggs AND jeans on. You've probably only gained about 4 or 5 pounds!" Then she looked at the chart and said "Ummm, you've only gained 9 pounds total and you're 21 weeks - this is nothing to worry about!" And then Mr. R had to gloat about how he's been making sure I do not eat much fast food. Do you think sneaking to McDonald's would be considered cheating if your fiance forbid it?

Anyway, I really like this doctor! And not just because her and Mr.R talked more about a past Guns N' Roses concert more than they talked about MY BABY, she seemed like she really knew what she was doing. We talked about whether I should have a c-sec or try another VBAC. She said she'd be happy to try a VBAC and that I should... but if I, or the baby even looked cross-eyed at her, she'd have us in the OR in a flash. I also found out that they will not take a baby early for a c-sec. You can schedule it, but not 2 weeks in advance anymore, only 1. So, this baby will be a June baby no matter what, unless HE decides differently.

After our appointment we went to Red Lobster for lunch, then more baby shopping. We got a stroller, bouncy seat and more clothes. The clothes thing is out of control!! When I get a chance, I'll get everything out and take a pic.