On the one hand, I don't feel like I have the energy or attention span lately to formulate an entire post on a single subject. On the other hand, I hate neglecting the reader(s) of my blog. So I've decided to give you this rambly, disjointed list of things on my mind instead of any articulate, cohesive thoughts.
You're welcome.
1. All three girls are loudly playing Dora Candyland around the kitchen table. It's been at the very top of the game closet for a long time, so they don't quite remember how to play it. Uno, in what I assume to be typical oldest child fashion, is making up the rules ... in her favor. The other two haven't caught on yet, but it sounds like they're having fun so I'll stay out of it.
2. My sister and her family came up from Atlanta to spend the 4th of July weekend with us. I love that they're close enough to make road trips viable, and that her family enjoys road trips so much (I do, but DH isn't such a fan, boo-hoo). All the girls miss their cousins, but Tres, especially, (who at 2yo has a less firm grasp on the realities of time) keeps asking when she can see them again. Every morning she wakes up hoping to see the boys chilling in their sleeping bags in the living room and every morning she's disappointed. Awwww!
3. I'm a little more than half way through my fourth pregnancy (fifth, if you count the one that ended early), and I'm getting nervous -- as always -- that I won't know it if I'm going into labor. I've never felt contractions without the help of pitocin; the first time, my water broke on its own and then nothing happened for a day (at which point they gave me the kick start) and each of the other times I've been induced. We're planning an induction this time, as well, but what happens if Cuatro tries to come on her own a little early? Will I know? What if I don't?
Obviously, I know what contractions feel like at the very end -- they hurt, lol. But I've been hooked up to monitors plenty of times by now, right before or just after being dosed with Pitocin, and seen contractions come and go on the screen that I never feel (or at least not strongly enough to differentiate them from other 9-month discomforts). And even when I do start to feel them, they're not the distinct and measurable contractions I understand other women experience. It's not Zero Pain, Oy That Hurts, Now It's Over For X Number of Minutes So Stop the Stopwatch! I'd have no idea how to time them because it's more like (Ever-present) Vague Discomfort, Gradual Increase of Discomfort With No Distinct Beginning, Gradual Easing (but not cessation) of Discomfort With No Distinct End. By the time I know for sure it's not just the usual aches and pains of pregnancy, the contractions are right on top of each other and I'm minutes from delivering.
So yeah. You'd think I'd know how to do this by now, on my fourth kid, but I still worry. If it doesn't happen as planned (no labor whatsoever until I arrive at the hospital and am suitably supervised!), I'm not going to know it's happening at all until it's too late. Eeeeek!
4. I had an appointment with the specialist last week (I get monthly ultrasounds to make sure she's growing on target; apparently clotting disorders can make for small babies and/or low fluid levels) and DH came with me. After we finished with my doctor, we (well, he -- but I tagged along) had a lunch meeting with some of the staff of that hospital so that DH, in his capacity as Medical Director of our little hospital's ER, could meet some of the big city doctors he sends his more seriously ill patients on to. Several of the doctors asked where I was from as we made introductions, and I always replied, "out West."
Here's the thing: I love my home state of Utah. It has gorgeous scenery, dry heat in the summer, it's easy to navigate, the people are friendly, and it's ... home. But I hate to reveal that I'm from there because then people assume they know all about me -- and in one sense, they're right; I am a walking cliché: "Are you Mormon?" Yes. "Did you grow up with tons of brothers and sisters?" Yep, I'm the third of eight. "Did you go to BYU?" For one shameful semester, lol, and then I wised up. But just because they know something about me doesn't mean they know anything about me, if you know what I mean. I hate to let them think that they do.
I am far more than the sum of my demographic parts, thank you very much.
5. This is a very random one, but I wonder if anybody watches Jay Leno anymore. I don't, on principle. I know the whole Tonight Show fiasco of last Spring wasn't entirely his fault -- he didn't personally steal Conan's job; it's more like he (gleefully) ended up in possession of stolen property after the NBC execs ripped Conan off. Hmmmm. Anyway. The whole thing left a bad taste in my mouth. I used to tune in occasionally for the wacky headlines or the Jay Walking skits, but now I use that time slot to catch up on shows I've DVRed.
6. We are in the process of trying to buy a house -- the second one from my Window Shopping post, in fact (the first one got snatched up -- after almost two years on the market -- a couple weeks after I blogged about it). The house is more than 100 years old, so DH wants to be extra extremely thorough with the inspections. We had a general inspection already, but DH has called friends of his or his dad who are electricians, plumbers, and HVAC professionals, respectively, to take a more detailed look. He figures that if we're already going to be paying two mortgages (somebody, ANYBODY want to buy a house in small town Idaho???) we don't need to get into a money pit that constantly needs repair. He's right, of course. But I'm just anxious to have it all settled. I need to nest!
7. And on that note: The previous owners painted the middle of each kitchen cabinet with white paint and decorative blue flowers. If everything goes well and we get the house, I will change that. My question is, can I repaint the cabinets to look like regular wood again? Or will I have to paint all of the cabinets in a solid (non-wood stain) color? What about the wood trim throughout the rest of the room? Would it look weird if it were different from the cabinets?
8. I love The Electric Company on PBS. The music is fabulous. Silent E is totally a ninja. :-)
Huh. I had meant to blog ten things, but my mind is completely blank and now Uno is begging to use the computer so she can make a fairy at Pixie Hollow. So I guess that's all. :-P
~RCH~
6 years ago
6 comments:
Peter keeps telling me that he doesn't like our house anymore and that he wants to buy a new house next to your *hopefully* new house in Illinois. :)
And YES you would know that you were in labor. I had the same fear while pg with Aaron. Peter's, who was induced, labor I never felt any contractions even when the nurses didn't believe me.
But with Aaron oh man, I could tell I was in labor with a few hours to spare before delivery. I'd always heard people say that you'll just know... and in my case, boy were they right. So, my guess is you'd probably know too.
Oh, and I also rarely watch Jay Leno anymore... it just has a bad aftertaste in my mouth now.
we don't watch Jay Leno anymore either. I'm Team CoCo all the way, baby. I'm so bitter about what happen, it's a matter of principle for me. No more Jay!!
I hope all goes well with the house (actually, both houses... I hope your ID one sells stat!) and you can move in so you can nest. I bet if you sand the cabinets, you could stain them again and they would be wood-y. I don't really know though ... that's a good one Becca would probably know the answer to!
We still want to come to the Notre Dame game in November, and come see you guys while we're out there (and fate baby!!) so we're keeping our fingers crossed on that. It would be so fun to see you guys! I know we saw you in the spring, but I miiiiiiiss you! :)
I wish I could write "Out West" on my resume instead of BYU. I feel the same way in that I hate what everyone presupposes about you when you go to a school like BYU.
I think that my contractions are like yours....that is probably why I waited too long to go to the hospital with premature contractions when Noe was born. They just feel like menstrual cramps. Hey, maybe your DH could bring home a baby monitor from the hospital and you could measure them at home yourself ;-)
I didn't know (or remember?) that your water broke but you never felt contractions. that was my story. I think pj burst the bubble with his stretch he always used to do, the one where he cocked his head back while stretching his body all the way out. in one fail swoop his little (and by little I mean big, mr 99 percentile head circumference) head got stuck and his floaty world went buh-bye. *sigh*
I, too, am worried that I won't feel contractions, or the same thing will happen and I won't have any contractions. ya know what I mean? I didn't even have braxton hicks. does my body really know what to do??! I have to have faith that it does. and you have to have faith that your body does too, and that your mamma birthing instincts will kick in. trust your body. you were made to birth this fate baby!! :)
A friend of mine recently went from white cabinents back to the wood. Sanding didn't work very well but she found "citristrip" a stripping gel which worked really well. Here is a link to her blog about it showing pics.
http://luckygregory7.blogspot.com/2010/04/kitchen-cupboards.html
Good luck with Quatro and the new house.
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