Getting Ready!
Ash Darling in the opening band.
My gorgeous sister Casey
Aiden Rocking Out!!!
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Aiden's First Rock Concert
Last night I went to watch Prime Circle at my sister's school, met up with a few friends and had a awesome time. I have grown up watching bands of all sorts and spending weekends at musical festivals and since I fell pregnant I haven't been to anything of the sort. This is definitely the most sober rock concert I have ever been to, probably the most sober one for Prime Circle to. We were up in the crowd, my sister jumping and going insane while I was slightly bouncing.
Friday, September 9, 2011
Things I Know - Emotional warfare
I'm on attack at the moment, be afraid very, very afraid. These are the apologies I know I need to make.
- Keith, I love you, I refused to help him at work and used very disgusting language to express my hate for my job, working with family and how I just don't care ( later on that day, he was held up by gunpoint, my guilt - times 1000)
- D, for no reason what so ever beside the obvious but still no real reason as we have all moved on and are comfortable with our situation, (mantra), I lashed out at his character, uselessness and brought up behavior and words used over the last 7 months. Maybe true but nothing good came out of it but anger and taking of steps backwards.
- Mom, you on holiday, you deserve a break from everything, especially me, but I hate it when you away, I need you all the time but it doesn't excuse my terrible behavior with you on the phone. Don't feel guilty I was just being a bitch, now go have a cocktail on the beach.
- Dad, now he is a big scary man and I call him a bear, because he is one especially when mad. He only talks once and back chatting is not acceptable, he's just someone who expects respect and gets it and I generally do to mostly because anything else would be like getting blood out of a stone. However this week I was blatantly rude on a few occasions and because I'm pregnant and ill I get away with this behavior. I'm kind of like a 3 year old with puppy dog eyes at the moment.
- Customers, or what I think used to be customers. I should be banned from answering the phones. I do apologize, we are the best and do deliver, and it's not your fault you ask such trivial and stupid questions, over and over again.
- Aiden, I do love you, but it hurts when you kick me in my ribs, and you make me ill in the mornings and you making your mother fat. So those thoughts you sometimes hear are out of frustration and they probably just going to get worse over the next 10 weeks.
Fear of Soccer Mom's
Did I ever mention I never actually wanted children or marriage, but children was definitely never on my plan. Not because I'm young and still partying, I'm just not maternal or openly affectionate. I think babies are ugly and toddlers running around actually aggravate me. People couldn't believe I was pregnant because they to could never imagine me pregnant or being a mom. Actually my mother looks at me on a daily basis and says, "Oh my, you actually pregnant, it's so weird!"
I guess one reason I shouldn't be a mom is because I am extremely selfish but I never wanted them because I never wanted the responsibility of f*cking one up, I've done a good job on my own life so why torture a poor helpless soul. Along with that I always wanted a high powered career, social life and travelling. I love being able to do what I want when I want with out worrying about anything or anybody but myself. Ask my mom, she stopped trying to tell me what to do at I think, 15.
Now along with all that is I have an absolute fear of the ultimate "Soccer mom." My mom is so far from one of these it's not even funny but in a lot of ways she is a mom and has mom tendencies. I don't even think mom's realise they have these or do these things, and I am terrified of falling into that trap. Add to all of this, last year I was young, hot and free. I could have any guy I damn well pleased and I played it to the fullest potential now I am a mom and will be limited to a few who have a fetish for the whole "milf" thing. It's an awful word we really need to get a new one.
I have basically been my sister's taxi for the past few weeks and it's what brought around my logic for this post. I have been observing mothers all around me and it's starting to freak me out. Fetching her from school, the mother cliques, that stand at the gate chatting about how amazing there little genius is. They all wear those "Juicy" type track suits and there child is perfectly groomed to perfection. ( not to bothered, it will never be)
Here are some that scare me, there are parking spaces, lots of them, we all park in them, all the kid's have to walk to the car, except a few, that double park us in or block the road to the cars behind them, so there kid only has to walk a meter to the car. They don't seem to hear the hooters or see the irritated faces. They are oblivious to the world because they have a pass because they are a mother.
Then a few meters down the road the next mom in front of you, slams on breaks causing a traffic jam and you can see her stretching over trying to sort out what I'm guessing is spilt milk. Now I understand if your kid is squirting blood from his ear but can't the spilt milk just soak up calming next to last weeks orange juice mess, so that the rest of us can get back to work or deal with our own child, or the one that nearly popped out of me when I had to slam on breaks so damn hard.
My biggest pet peeve right now, is the question "What is the time?" mom's love this question, it's insane, my mom asks it exactly every 15 minutes. Even if we watching a dvd. She has a watch on, she owns a cell phone and it's only been 15 minutes since we last told her but she has to ask and she HAS to know. Else it's like the world is coming to an end.
The say "hello" say "thank you" thing. Even at 23 I'm still told to do this and it is so embarrassing, here's the thing though we not even given time to do it ourselves before we hear this coming from the background and I've witnessed every mother do this. Including the wiping of the face with spit, asking a hundred times if you have everything, demanding of a sweater being worn even if you travelling through the desert, that includes shoes because without them you will develop pneumonia and die but with all this, they forget everything else and take forever to get out the car and choose a parking space.
No offence to any mom's out there who have any of these traits and do any of these things on a daily basis, I hope you actually laughing at yourself when you imagine what you look like to the rest of the world and lets face it, I'm on my way to a few of these if not all, I am going to fight it though for as long as possible. As proof I haven't completely lost myself to the dark side of mommy-dome, my folks went away this weekend and I did grocery shopping by myself for me and my sister. This is what I walked out with:
I guess one reason I shouldn't be a mom is because I am extremely selfish but I never wanted them because I never wanted the responsibility of f*cking one up, I've done a good job on my own life so why torture a poor helpless soul. Along with that I always wanted a high powered career, social life and travelling. I love being able to do what I want when I want with out worrying about anything or anybody but myself. Ask my mom, she stopped trying to tell me what to do at I think, 15.
Now along with all that is I have an absolute fear of the ultimate "Soccer mom." My mom is so far from one of these it's not even funny but in a lot of ways she is a mom and has mom tendencies. I don't even think mom's realise they have these or do these things, and I am terrified of falling into that trap. Add to all of this, last year I was young, hot and free. I could have any guy I damn well pleased and I played it to the fullest potential now I am a mom and will be limited to a few who have a fetish for the whole "milf" thing. It's an awful word we really need to get a new one.
I have basically been my sister's taxi for the past few weeks and it's what brought around my logic for this post. I have been observing mothers all around me and it's starting to freak me out. Fetching her from school, the mother cliques, that stand at the gate chatting about how amazing there little genius is. They all wear those "Juicy" type track suits and there child is perfectly groomed to perfection. ( not to bothered, it will never be)
Here are some that scare me, there are parking spaces, lots of them, we all park in them, all the kid's have to walk to the car, except a few, that double park us in or block the road to the cars behind them, so there kid only has to walk a meter to the car. They don't seem to hear the hooters or see the irritated faces. They are oblivious to the world because they have a pass because they are a mother.
Then a few meters down the road the next mom in front of you, slams on breaks causing a traffic jam and you can see her stretching over trying to sort out what I'm guessing is spilt milk. Now I understand if your kid is squirting blood from his ear but can't the spilt milk just soak up calming next to last weeks orange juice mess, so that the rest of us can get back to work or deal with our own child, or the one that nearly popped out of me when I had to slam on breaks so damn hard.
My biggest pet peeve right now, is the question "What is the time?" mom's love this question, it's insane, my mom asks it exactly every 15 minutes. Even if we watching a dvd. She has a watch on, she owns a cell phone and it's only been 15 minutes since we last told her but she has to ask and she HAS to know. Else it's like the world is coming to an end.
The say "hello" say "thank you" thing. Even at 23 I'm still told to do this and it is so embarrassing, here's the thing though we not even given time to do it ourselves before we hear this coming from the background and I've witnessed every mother do this. Including the wiping of the face with spit, asking a hundred times if you have everything, demanding of a sweater being worn even if you travelling through the desert, that includes shoes because without them you will develop pneumonia and die but with all this, they forget everything else and take forever to get out the car and choose a parking space.
No offence to any mom's out there who have any of these traits and do any of these things on a daily basis, I hope you actually laughing at yourself when you imagine what you look like to the rest of the world and lets face it, I'm on my way to a few of these if not all, I am going to fight it though for as long as possible. As proof I haven't completely lost myself to the dark side of mommy-dome, my folks went away this weekend and I did grocery shopping by myself for me and my sister. This is what I walked out with:
- 6 pack Super M strawberry milk
- Pack of Flapjacks
- Box of milo ice-creams
- Cheese naks
- Fruitos
- Box pizza
- Box of microwave chicken nuggets
- Ultramel toffee puddings
- Banana's
- Milk n Bread
Thursday, September 8, 2011
I'm a Christian but I'm not "That" stereotype
Everybody seems to be finding it really strange when I say I go to church again on Sundays and I'm a youth leader on Friday's. People actually take a step back, you get less invites and even if they've known me for years they immediately judge me as your stereo-typical church goer.
I've been in both worlds and questioned both and that's why I can say I am who I am regardless of what anybody says, whether it's the person in church sitting next to me and thinks I say "Shit" to much or my friend who hates Christians and argues with me to try prove I'm incorrect. You either like me the way I am or keep walking because I won't change.
Now I know why most people hate church, trust me I do, I haven't been going for 7 years and if I didn't get knocked up and became sober on Sunday mornings I probably wouldn't be back. Still today I don't really love church, I don't like conformity and rules and I don't like people who live in boxes and unfortuantly that's what a great part of church is. I don't live in that part, believe in that part or take part in that part and there are a lot of us who are actually like that.
Like any organization in life though, you have to remember the goal for that certain group or ideal. When you at work it's a product or customer. Friends it's a relationship. Family it's love. Gym it's fitness and so forth and church it's God, you have to block out all the politics and opinions and focus on what's important.
Now in no way am I a bible basher, I don't shout it from the roof tops and in no way limit myself to a set way of living and I expect no one to have the same beliefs as I do. I have friends from all walks of life and that will never change. I've always had a thing that I don't talk about politics and religion and I always said I won't talk about it on my blog.
However, as everything goes in life at certain stages, some things are a bigger part in your lifes as others and right now this is in my life. So occasionally it will come up. Being brought up in a Christian home my belief in God has always been there and I have always had strong faith. Whether I went to church on Sundays or not. Whether I was doing drugs or partying hard or doing charity work I have never denied that belief or that love.
What I can say is this year has been one of the toughest I have ever been through ever, I have lost a lot and I have gained a lot. I can say with no doubt that if it wasn't for God I'd probably of had an abortion, I would of run as far as my legs would allow. If it wasn't for the people I met at church and the genuine friendships I have made I would of crumbled and fell.
They say God works in mysterious ways. I am living proof of that. Trust me I'm as stubborn as they come and He has worked really hard at getting me to listen and sort my life out and I really believe this was the only way to get me on some sort of track of stability.
Is it easy, no, there are those who have passed comments and judgments on my life and I do just want to walk away, but then there are those who have been there for me through all this. Who have been more excited about my son than I have. Who have given me the most encouraging words and haven't let me give up.
The reason for all this. The biggest lesson I have learned through this whole nightmare is, people are people, we all have issues, we all going through stuff and most of us are actually good people with good hearts and are just taken the wrong way. We judge way to quickly. We point fingers and stop listening because people are a certain way. We forget that that is probably there only way to cope.
I've been in both worlds and questioned both and that's why I can say I am who I am regardless of what anybody says, whether it's the person in church sitting next to me and thinks I say "Shit" to much or my friend who hates Christians and argues with me to try prove I'm incorrect. You either like me the way I am or keep walking because I won't change.
Now I know why most people hate church, trust me I do, I haven't been going for 7 years and if I didn't get knocked up and became sober on Sunday mornings I probably wouldn't be back. Still today I don't really love church, I don't like conformity and rules and I don't like people who live in boxes and unfortuantly that's what a great part of church is. I don't live in that part, believe in that part or take part in that part and there are a lot of us who are actually like that.
Like any organization in life though, you have to remember the goal for that certain group or ideal. When you at work it's a product or customer. Friends it's a relationship. Family it's love. Gym it's fitness and so forth and church it's God, you have to block out all the politics and opinions and focus on what's important.
Now in no way am I a bible basher, I don't shout it from the roof tops and in no way limit myself to a set way of living and I expect no one to have the same beliefs as I do. I have friends from all walks of life and that will never change. I've always had a thing that I don't talk about politics and religion and I always said I won't talk about it on my blog.
However, as everything goes in life at certain stages, some things are a bigger part in your lifes as others and right now this is in my life. So occasionally it will come up. Being brought up in a Christian home my belief in God has always been there and I have always had strong faith. Whether I went to church on Sundays or not. Whether I was doing drugs or partying hard or doing charity work I have never denied that belief or that love.
What I can say is this year has been one of the toughest I have ever been through ever, I have lost a lot and I have gained a lot. I can say with no doubt that if it wasn't for God I'd probably of had an abortion, I would of run as far as my legs would allow. If it wasn't for the people I met at church and the genuine friendships I have made I would of crumbled and fell.
They say God works in mysterious ways. I am living proof of that. Trust me I'm as stubborn as they come and He has worked really hard at getting me to listen and sort my life out and I really believe this was the only way to get me on some sort of track of stability.
Is it easy, no, there are those who have passed comments and judgments on my life and I do just want to walk away, but then there are those who have been there for me through all this. Who have been more excited about my son than I have. Who have given me the most encouraging words and haven't let me give up.
The reason for all this. The biggest lesson I have learned through this whole nightmare is, people are people, we all have issues, we all going through stuff and most of us are actually good people with good hearts and are just taken the wrong way. We judge way to quickly. We point fingers and stop listening because people are a certain way. We forget that that is probably there only way to cope.
Doctor's visit
I am so sorry for the late update, wasn't near a computer yesterday!
I went to my GP as he is a quarter of my OB, I didn't go to my normal GP as she is basically a glorified drug dealer and brilliant if you need time off but I wanted to be checked properly so I went to Dr. De Kock, he suits his name to the T, he is an absolute ass but a good doctor no matter what you go in for he checks every nose hair and freckle.
I have high blood pressure which is not good because that causes Pre-eclampsia but I have no protein in my urine so I'm clear for now. I also have low sugar blood levels and they have done a full blood check again so we just waiting on those results, he's betting on anemia. Joy to the world. He said I must remember I am 7 months pregnant as he thinks I've forgotten and take it easy and not try accomplish defeating the world right now.
He also made a really lovely comment when he pricked my finger with a needle and I almost fainted, I have an extreme fear of needles, and he laughed and said, "How are you going to get through child birth?" As I said he suits his name.
So basically I have to weigh myself daily, if I pick up more than a kilo a day it's bad and I need to rest as much as possible, which I am really trying to do but it's good news because Aiden can comfortably stay inside me for a while longer.
Thank you for all the concern and sorry once again I made you all worry.
I went to my GP as he is a quarter of my OB, I didn't go to my normal GP as she is basically a glorified drug dealer and brilliant if you need time off but I wanted to be checked properly so I went to Dr. De Kock, he suits his name to the T, he is an absolute ass but a good doctor no matter what you go in for he checks every nose hair and freckle.
I have high blood pressure which is not good because that causes Pre-eclampsia but I have no protein in my urine so I'm clear for now. I also have low sugar blood levels and they have done a full blood check again so we just waiting on those results, he's betting on anemia. Joy to the world. He said I must remember I am 7 months pregnant as he thinks I've forgotten and take it easy and not try accomplish defeating the world right now.
He also made a really lovely comment when he pricked my finger with a needle and I almost fainted, I have an extreme fear of needles, and he laughed and said, "How are you going to get through child birth?" As I said he suits his name.
So basically I have to weigh myself daily, if I pick up more than a kilo a day it's bad and I need to rest as much as possible, which I am really trying to do but it's good news because Aiden can comfortably stay inside me for a while longer.
Thank you for all the concern and sorry once again I made you all worry.
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Say a little prayer for me
I have a doctors appointment this afternoon, I'm going to be checked out and tested for "Pre-Eclampsia."
I'm freaking out a bit here, I really am praying my hardest that everything is fine and I just have a monster baby who is eating me alive. Yesterday I was suffering with really bad abdominal pain and feeling very dizzy with a bit of a blurry eye. I also had muscle cramps in my arm. I thought nothing of it, pregnancy has taken it's toll on my body right from the beginning but apparently growing so much in a day isn't actually normal. So I'm going to be checked out, just in case.
I am trying to remain calm as it is rather serious, hospitalization or even inducing pre-mature labour! I hope I am just being over paranoid.
Here is some info on the disease, it's worth reading especially if you pregnant and just be aware of your body.
http://bellybelly.com.au/pregnancy/pre-eclampsia-pregnancy
Please say a little prayer for Aiden and I.
I'm freaking out a bit here, I really am praying my hardest that everything is fine and I just have a monster baby who is eating me alive. Yesterday I was suffering with really bad abdominal pain and feeling very dizzy with a bit of a blurry eye. I also had muscle cramps in my arm. I thought nothing of it, pregnancy has taken it's toll on my body right from the beginning but apparently growing so much in a day isn't actually normal. So I'm going to be checked out, just in case.
I am trying to remain calm as it is rather serious, hospitalization or even inducing pre-mature labour! I hope I am just being over paranoid.
Here is some info on the disease, it's worth reading especially if you pregnant and just be aware of your body.
http://bellybelly.com.au/pregnancy/pre-eclampsia-pregnancy
Please say a little prayer for Aiden and I.
Pregnancy Yucky's
I am over pregnancy. I hate it now more than I ever did. If you love it that's great for you but I honestly think you lieing.
- Yesterday I measured my belly, it was 101cm, this morning I measured my belly it is now 107cm. The maths - I grew 6cm in a day (I'm a pro measure girl, I studied fashion, I didn't get it wrong)
- Fat feet, itchy feet, hot and sweaty feet, burning feet, I wanna chop off my feet, feet.
- Huge ass
- I pee all day
- I feel like I am over heating all the time, bring back winter.
- I struggle to get up and down from anything.
- I fit basically nothing in my wardrobe, I have no idea what I'm going to wear.
- My gums bleed so much when I brush my teeth
- Morning sickness + bleeding gums = disaster
- I have already bought bra's one size up, now I need more.
- Shopping sucks
- When you praying it to be over, you realise you have another 10 and a half weeks.
Monday, September 5, 2011
Controversy
The last time I checked we were living in the 21st Century. Sex, drugs and Rock n Roll are normal, you allowed to be gay except for the few narrow minded fools out there. The colour of your skin doesn't matter or at least shouldn't matter, once again a few narrow minded fools. Woman can vote, woman can work, woman can choose to marry or not, to bear children or not. Once again freely despite a few narrow minded fools.
Now I'm not talking about the few narrow minded fools, they don't qualify in my life to be written about, I am talking about the rest of us. Who I know are open minded, forgiving humans and understanding people. The people I know for sure are pretty okay with most of the above things I mentioned or at least they say they are until it slaps them in the face.
Over the last 7 months I have come to be utterly shocked in peoples disgust and disapproval in falling pregnant outside of marriage. Some close to me, as close as family, a few in the church, not to surprised there, friends and strangers who stare at my belly and seeing I'm young instinctively look at my left index finger for the ring and then shake there head when they see none.
Now everybody has a right to there own opinion, fair enough, or I'd probably be shut down, but here is my thing. If you are racist you normally racist behind the person's back (besides those fools), in the car or whispers to a friend. Same goes with homosexuality and woman's rights and all other controversy to "normal society" rules.
How is it okay to make us woman who fell pregnant, oh and by the way we don't actually make this happen on our own, feel like tramps, ban from certain things and opportunities and already decide we are bad examples for children and are expected to be bad mothers and have delinquents as children.
I am rebellious by nature, I enjoy being rebellious, I have a problem with authority and rules are meant to be broken, never give me a uniform I will alter it and if I make you uncomfortable chances are I'll want to see how far I can push you. I have always been the center of controversy even when I'm not trying however I never expected this kind of treatment just from being knocked-up without a man by my side.
Here's why. Yes it's not great to have multiple sexual partners, believe it or not I was raised with high morals and values and I actually only wanted to be with one, it's not my fault men are generally assholes and that one loved drugs more than me. But honestly who the hell are still virgins by say, 20, and if you are that's really great but it's a very small number.
Now if we have all had sex and we all know if you actually wait for your wedding night that night is going to be really bad sex because you going to have no idea what to do. We all know the risks involved, we all know it's pretty much all guys want, we know about STD's and we know it makes baby's.
So why the big hoo-haa about me not being with the daddy, and why don't you go stare him down, he's the one who walked the fuck out. I could of had an abortion, would that have made everybody feel better but I bet when they find out you have had an abortion, then well once again you are pure evil for having sex and falling pregnant.
These are the things said to me when people find out I'm pregnant or they see I'm pregnant -
Guess what though, I love my son and I will give him the best life I possibly can and enough love for a hundred parents and normal families. We not a normal family but we will be an amazing one and knowing my child he wouldn't want to be normal anyways.
Now I'm not talking about the few narrow minded fools, they don't qualify in my life to be written about, I am talking about the rest of us. Who I know are open minded, forgiving humans and understanding people. The people I know for sure are pretty okay with most of the above things I mentioned or at least they say they are until it slaps them in the face.
Over the last 7 months I have come to be utterly shocked in peoples disgust and disapproval in falling pregnant outside of marriage. Some close to me, as close as family, a few in the church, not to surprised there, friends and strangers who stare at my belly and seeing I'm young instinctively look at my left index finger for the ring and then shake there head when they see none.
Now everybody has a right to there own opinion, fair enough, or I'd probably be shut down, but here is my thing. If you are racist you normally racist behind the person's back (besides those fools), in the car or whispers to a friend. Same goes with homosexuality and woman's rights and all other controversy to "normal society" rules.
How is it okay to make us woman who fell pregnant, oh and by the way we don't actually make this happen on our own, feel like tramps, ban from certain things and opportunities and already decide we are bad examples for children and are expected to be bad mothers and have delinquents as children.
I am rebellious by nature, I enjoy being rebellious, I have a problem with authority and rules are meant to be broken, never give me a uniform I will alter it and if I make you uncomfortable chances are I'll want to see how far I can push you. I have always been the center of controversy even when I'm not trying however I never expected this kind of treatment just from being knocked-up without a man by my side.
Here's why. Yes it's not great to have multiple sexual partners, believe it or not I was raised with high morals and values and I actually only wanted to be with one, it's not my fault men are generally assholes and that one loved drugs more than me. But honestly who the hell are still virgins by say, 20, and if you are that's really great but it's a very small number.
Now if we have all had sex and we all know if you actually wait for your wedding night that night is going to be really bad sex because you going to have no idea what to do. We all know the risks involved, we all know it's pretty much all guys want, we know about STD's and we know it makes baby's.
So why the big hoo-haa about me not being with the daddy, and why don't you go stare him down, he's the one who walked the fuck out. I could of had an abortion, would that have made everybody feel better but I bet when they find out you have had an abortion, then well once again you are pure evil for having sex and falling pregnant.
These are the things said to me when people find out I'm pregnant or they see I'm pregnant -
- Congratulations!!!
- And the Daddy? (Trying the polite way of saying are you still with the father or have you just screwed up another childs life)
- What surname is he going to have? (My worst question ever)
- Do you still live with your parents? (because you can't possibly be a normal, functioning adult and they hoping your parents are going to raise your child you have to be screwing up)
Guess what though, I love my son and I will give him the best life I possibly can and enough love for a hundred parents and normal families. We not a normal family but we will be an amazing one and knowing my child he wouldn't want to be normal anyways.
The Search
You see those blocks, I want blocks like that, I have been hunting for them, I want the wooden ones. Not the awful plastic ones you find. If you know where to get them please let me know.
Only 11 weeks!!!
I think next week when I hit 10 weeks I might have a full blown anxiety attack and end up in a mental institution. It's all going way to quickly and my life is so jam packed with a hundred things to do and full weeks and weekends don't seem to be ending so I'm not getting everything I need done, done.
In 5 weeks I'm having my baby shower, I'm really excited but it has become so time consuming and not sure how I'm going to pull off such a huge party. We went to China mall yesterday, my first time there. It's like heaven to me. So many stores of completely useless crap you don't need but so want. We bought such amazing stuff for the party and things for the kids that are coming to take home. For the first time we going to be having about 15 kids at my house, this scares me a little as they all range from 2 months old to about 10 years old. I don't know where they all came from, they just appeared but I think they'll love my party madness more than anybody else as we turning my back yard into a circus with a huge marquee and all.
Aiden's room is still empty, no curtains, no bed, no dresser, pretty much no nothing. I know he won't be in there for a while but I still like things to be finished and perfect. I want to wait till after the shower to really buy things, only problem is my shower is 4 weeks till Aiden's birth and if my doctor decides a C-section will be better it could be as soon as 2-3 weeks before he arrives.
One good thing is I start ante-natal classes tomorrow evening, I'm dragging my sister along as she is going to need to know what to expect and I want to scare the living daylights out of her so that she never has sex and never lands up in my position until she is happily married with prince charming or something close to it.
A friend of mine from youth, C, watched a video of birth, not sure why he actually witnessed this but he did and apparently this video claims the best way to give natural birth is by squatting. He shared this with me, I think he thinks that this is the way a lot of woman do natural birth. As a result I have been having nightmares of squatting, this seems even more undignified than the other 2 options I was already thinking of.
Apart from the stress of money and getting things done, I am extremely over pregnancy. I am getting so big and so uncomfortable and my waddle is coming on rather nicely. I always feel like I am over heating and summer hasn't even hit yet. My boobs are so blady sore and the nose bleeds are a real irritant. Morning sickness makes the start of everyday awful and my fat feet are disgusting.
In 5 weeks I'm having my baby shower, I'm really excited but it has become so time consuming and not sure how I'm going to pull off such a huge party. We went to China mall yesterday, my first time there. It's like heaven to me. So many stores of completely useless crap you don't need but so want. We bought such amazing stuff for the party and things for the kids that are coming to take home. For the first time we going to be having about 15 kids at my house, this scares me a little as they all range from 2 months old to about 10 years old. I don't know where they all came from, they just appeared but I think they'll love my party madness more than anybody else as we turning my back yard into a circus with a huge marquee and all.
Aiden's room is still empty, no curtains, no bed, no dresser, pretty much no nothing. I know he won't be in there for a while but I still like things to be finished and perfect. I want to wait till after the shower to really buy things, only problem is my shower is 4 weeks till Aiden's birth and if my doctor decides a C-section will be better it could be as soon as 2-3 weeks before he arrives.
One good thing is I start ante-natal classes tomorrow evening, I'm dragging my sister along as she is going to need to know what to expect and I want to scare the living daylights out of her so that she never has sex and never lands up in my position until she is happily married with prince charming or something close to it.
A friend of mine from youth, C, watched a video of birth, not sure why he actually witnessed this but he did and apparently this video claims the best way to give natural birth is by squatting. He shared this with me, I think he thinks that this is the way a lot of woman do natural birth. As a result I have been having nightmares of squatting, this seems even more undignified than the other 2 options I was already thinking of.
Apart from the stress of money and getting things done, I am extremely over pregnancy. I am getting so big and so uncomfortable and my waddle is coming on rather nicely. I always feel like I am over heating and summer hasn't even hit yet. My boobs are so blady sore and the nose bleeds are a real irritant. Morning sickness makes the start of everyday awful and my fat feet are disgusting.
Friday, September 2, 2011
Things I Know - about having a baby
- I know I don't know much
- Breastfeeding is free
- Formula is damn expensive
- Breastfeeding - every 2 hours
- Formula - every 4 hours
- Gripe water is amazing
(My dad read my blog for the first time tonight, he's paying for antenatal classes! So no need to panic about my baby everybody.)
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Happy Spring Day!
I love spring, I love summer, I love flowers and ice lollies and dresses and cocktails next to the pool. Today is my favourite day of the year. I want to make flowers and put them all over my mom's house this summer. Don't they just make you smile.
Questions
I have decided to skip the anti-natal classes/ pre-natal classes, whatever they called because I chose seeing a lawyer is more important and I can't afford both. So I am going to have to start reading up on the birth thing and some parenting books on baby's coz I know nothing. Also I really do think I will learn as I go, I'm mostly stressed about the birth and breast feeding, those are 2 things I don't really want to stuff up. Some things I just want to know because it interests me and I really can't make a decision about them.
Here is one, dummies. Yes / No / Maybe
I really like this one and if it works as a mute button, why not.
Love these too.
Besides from the fashion element here, I really don't know if I should go down this route and woman seem to have strong opinions on the dummy. I just think they crazy, it's just a dummy, right....or am I wrong.
Here is one, dummies. Yes / No / Maybe
I really like this one and if it works as a mute button, why not.
Love these too.
Besides from the fashion element here, I really don't know if I should go down this route and woman seem to have strong opinions on the dummy. I just think they crazy, it's just a dummy, right....or am I wrong.
I shouldn't but I'm gonna
I really want to win this one, so telling you all about it, lessons my chances but I love you guys and Fiona from Remember when we were young holds a soft spot in my heart and I get an extra entry as well. If you don't know about the amazing babytees go have a look. It's an Alternative to Winnie the Pooh and Ben 10. They have amazing clothes for your wee one and they running a competition this week.
Go have a look at Fiona's blog and get all the finer details and I wish you the best of luck.
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