It’s been a while

Hello world! We’re still alive here!! Life has been just insanely busy.

Kiddo had her first birthday in March~ Insane. How is my baby 1?!

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We’ve had a lot of fun things happen. We had my best friend come stay with us. We’ve joined a mom group & joined in on some fun play dates. Lilly and I have spent a LOT of time at the park.

The park has been a great thing. Up until the warm weather kicked in, my weight became stagnant. No matter what I hate or did, not one pound came off. Since we’ve started the park, I’ve lost about 13.

This past weekend we visited family in GA. Lilly got to spend time with never met family. She also went into a pool for the first time. It was amazing. Hopefully I’ll get the pictures and video.

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And now for a little bit about me.

It’s amazing what the world looks like when you finally start coming out of a prolonged depressive episode. You guys, I was seriously depressed for 6 years. I’ve made a good show of acting like all was right on the outside when inside I was pretty broken. Time with kiddo has really started to lift my spirits. Getting outside in a physical way has also helped A LOT. I recently joined a mom group and that helped for a bit.

But things got weird. I made a friend in the group. Our kids are days apart in age. I was SO happy to finally have a friend near by. I’ve been pretty alone. Especially for the past year or so. Hub’s changed jobs a while back and that left me pretty much on my own 5 days a week. Then he expressed needing some “him” time. So we set up weekend shifts on who dealt with kiddo. This allowed him a few hours to work with his tool collection and me time to catch up on things that I put aside.

Anyway, I made that friend and then just as suddenly as I met her, I lost her. I still have no idea what went wrong. She let us come over during some work being done at our building. The owners asked everyone to leave the parking lots. It was supposed to be to fix the lots, but all they did was fill the worst of the holes and fix the area around the drainage system. That night she was sending me links to homes for sale in her neighborhood. The next day when I went to confirm plans, she had blocked me on Facebook. I’ve been pretty frustrated and sad. Especially when I realized I’d left some thing behind at her home. Attempts to get them back have been totally ignored.

This whole experience has been weird and hard. I’m sad. I started feeling myself slipping back into that depressive state. The place where i made myself not care. I stopped wanted to do things. That isn’t fair to my daughter. But it’s also not fair to me. I’m left questioning the group where I met this girl. My first attempt at a new friend and play date resulted in all this confusing drama. If I’d done something, I would be able to process it. Instead I’m left to wonder? My attempts to get help from the group have left me feeling uneasy. I’ve tried to be low key with the admin, but was basically brushed off. I think I’m going to work on finding another group.

On another topic, I’ve been taken off my insulin. I’m still sick, but I can manage it with pills. I’ve been managing for about a month and I am ECSTATIC to be syringe free!


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9 months

In 4 days, that is how long my little munchkin has been out in the world.

In 9 months I’ve learned so many things.

Those baby milestones mean bupkiss. Really. People are constantly telling me how “easy” I have it right now. That I just have to wait till she starts crawling more or walking. Newsflash.. this kid has been standing since 6 months, crawling about the same and walking a few steps at a time for a month. But on the same token, she has no teeth. She’s my toofless little monster. She’s not following anyone’s flow chart but her own.

It takes a village to raise a child, but after the shiny and new wears off.. that village is usually nowhere to be found. A lot of that is our own fault. We don’t have a huge group of friends here and hub’s family is usually busy with their own lives. My own family is on the other side of the country. But it’s still hard. Case in point, I have not have even a few hours alone in months. No one has offered to take LO for even a few hours since AUGUST. Ya’ll. My sanity. I’ve started begging Facebook posts to take my child so that I can get things done. SO far that hasn’t worked out. We don’t have a ton of extra money for daycare or sitters. Sometimes just getting an offer to come hang out with her or take her for a bit would be nice.

BABY PROOF EVERYTHING. At the moment, my home looks like a war zone obstacle course of boxes and knee height items. Majority of our home is down one hall which makes things somewhat easy. The big issue is that our living room and dining room are one big open combined space. They don’t make a baby gate long enough to cover a whole room. Especially when you live in an apartment and can’t screw anything into the walls. Consider this when you have kids. Because you will spent 90% of the day dragging your kid away from things. Our kitchen table and chairs are hard shiny metal bottomed beasts. LO has tried to crack her head a million times. We bought a kiddy corral but it is currently keeping the Christmas tree safe. I have jerry rigged a large box to squeeze between the corral and the couch to make a makeshift room gate (which she has fgured out how to semi tip over and use as a slide. sigh). I’m also too short for all of the baby gates… If the gate is up and I have a sleeping kid? There’s a better chance of an asteroid strike than me making it over the gate with her or opening it one handed! Ahhhh…

Just give up on cleaning. Unless you have TONS of storage and a baby that will happily sit while you work- good luck. Also plans for going to the gym, taking up running or pretty much anything else are a pipe dream if you live in my world.

People can be WEIRD. Random strangers will act as if they have never seen a baby before. Hordes of old ladies will descend upon you to give advice, pinch cheeks and all sorts of oddities for someone that tends to be an introvert. Family will also be shady. You and your child will be constantly compared to any baby they happen to know at the time. Or in my case, you may even have a close relative that will name their child THE EXACT SAME FIRST AND MIDDLE NAME as your kid. Without telling you. And everyone else will think its no big deal. If you lived in any sort of shared housing and you can hear footsteps, construction or TV time.. you will begin to resent the living hell out of ANYONE that disturbs the rare slumber of your child. Take a deep breath and just do you!

Making mom friends is like being the frumpy chick at a party and trying to pick up the one single guy in the room while he chats with 30 other women. It doesn’t work.

But, it’s not all nightmares, lack of sleep and piles of unwashed dishes. There are good times too. In the morning, on a good day, my favorite time is our snuggles. When her warm little body is pressed against mine and she just clings like a baby koala.  On a lucky day she will open her mouth wide, dribbling with drool and smash it against my cheek, or nose, in her version of a kiss. Because mama gives LOTS of kisses too.


BabyLand: The Great Diaper Debate

Hey ya’ll! It’s been a long time!

First Off, before I get into this, I wanted to say- I was not paid and or given any of the following items for review. These observations are simply my own and may vary from yours! MMkay!

When Lil Bug came into the world I was living under a mountain of diapers! From my shower, registry and just plain old given to me. Suffice to say- I was set for a few months! I had Huggies, Pampers, Luvs and Walgreen’s brand- Well Beginnings. As I didn’t know what would work best with Lil Bug, this was a good starting point.

Being new I plowed through the name brand Pampers- and for the most part they were fine. I wasn’t a huge fan of the light scent they carried. Sometimes when munchkin would pee or poo it would smell like a strange flower bouquet. I wasn’t the only one to notice this. I often was asked if I had used a scented lotion or powder. But it was just the scent of the diapers themselves. They held up good to itty baby leaks and that’s all that I cared about.

After a few trial and errors I ended up giving up on the Luvs and Huggies. Lil Bug outgrew them pretty fast and we’d had a few minor leaks. As most of these were still full-only missing one or two- I ended up putting these aside for donation. Because let’s be honest, these things can be EXPENSIVE and what doesn’t work for me might work great for someone else in need!

As the end of my stash came into view I ended up switching to Walgreen’s Well Beginnings diapers. I’d done a lot of research in the beginning. Price, quantity and quality. I was amazed to see that while many store brands had bad reviews- Well Beginnings (WB) had some great ones! Many moms noted they compared well or exceeded expectations of the more expensive brands out there. If you know me then you know I LOVE a bargain. Well Beginnings were often on sale BOGO or 2/$13. During sales they would often come in as much as $10 less (and 6 diapers more) than other brands as compared in various stores. With such good reviews and low prices, I was SOLD. Hubs and I took advantage of these sales as often as possible.

Beyond the price, I truly liked these diapers. They felt super thin so I was VERY sceptical. But they held up amazingly. With the exception of one stomach virus we NEVER had a leak or blow out. I was able to put kiddo to bed at 8pm and not worry about changing a diaper until sometimes 3am. The packaging was easy to open for those late night run outs. I was pretty hooked.

This past weekend there was no sale going on and I found myself once again comparing prices. As it turns out, Pampers at Sam’s Club were on sale. A five dollar savings made them cheaper than WB for the first time in months. I ended up deciding to “splurge” on some name brandies!

I really wish I hadn’t. I don’t know what the problem is, but these are NOT the Pampers from newborn days. They are the same brand, but something is off. The first thing I noticed was that floral smell. It’s amazing how easily you can forget that smell until it smacks you in the face again. Ew. The next issue I ran into was during a night time changing. Normally when we do a middle of the night waking it’s because Lil Bug has a huge heavy diaper. Imagine my horror when I slid my hands under her to pick her up and I felt… damp. What the?! Yes, damp. And COLD! No wonder she had woken up and was fidgeting SO much. I thought maybe it was a fluke. But I find myself a week into these and finding her cold and damp with almost every change.

Well Beginnings are back on sale 2/$13 at Walgreens this week. I already texted my Hubs that we are going out to get some.

On a scale of 1-5, 5 being the best for me…

Well Beginnings 4.5 (the blue line indicator starts to fade sometimes..)
Pampers 2.5 (The damp, scented cold is a major downer on the Size 2 swaddlers for me)
Luvs & Huggies 3 ( In all fairness I barely used these, but I did have leaks when I did)

Lets Get Physical… or Fat Shamed?

Hey ya’ll! It’s been a bit!

Sorry to go missing but my kid is a handful. She’s got belly problems and colic and all sorts of un happy things. Poor Bug.

As for me, I’m plugging along. I had my CT and saw my Urologist again last week! The CT revealed 2 8 x 6mm stones in my right kidney, along with a possible cluster behind one and 2 6 x 4mm stones in my left. There are a few smaller ones that were obviously less worrisome. After some discussion we decided to go ahead with lithotripsy. We are going to blast those suckers and then see what we can do to try and avoid them in the future. I don’t have much faith, but we’ll see. Lithotripsy is an outpatient “surgical” procedure. Meaning I have to be put to sleep. This means the husband is taking a day off work to take me and my MIL will be watching the baby.

It also meant I had to have a pre-op physical. Ya’ll, the doctor they set me up is basically the walking reason why I tend to HATE the doctor’s office. I was lucky to get in as fast as I did, but I almost wish I had waited for a less asinine Dr. I scheduled it for the morning before my 6 (well actually 7) week post-partum check up. The doctor came in and not ONCE did he look me in the eye. He ignored my outstretched hand and immediately got to work. He barely spoke but kept looking at me and then scooting to his computer to “hmm” and “hummm” over things. He must have asked me about 15 times if I was having chest pains. Finally I was beginning to get worried. I asked if something was wrong. With his back still to me at the computer he said that he found it VERY hard to believe that someone “my size” could have such a normal blood pressure reading. He noted that my heart rate felt a little fast to him. I tried to explain that I hadn’t had previous issues with my blood pressure during normal appointments and that I tend to be a bit nervous with doctors and my heart rate tends to speed up. He ignored me and insisted on taking my blood pressure again. He FAILED 3 times. First he forgot to plug the cuff in, then he left it too loose, and the final time I don’t know what he did wrong but he tried to tell me my blood pressure was only 88/80 and that he was ordering an immediate EKG. I really thought this man was a quack and said I didn’t think this was necessary but no one listens to the fat chick. Sigh

I was also getting stressed because I knew my other appointment was only 10 minutes away and I expressed this. No one cared. In the end they made me 25 minutes late to an appointment that had already been rescheduled twice due to timing issues. And guess what? My EKG came back absolutely FINE. They rechecked my blood pressure again for good measure and it was 116/83. Still.

What I found most fascinating was how much this doctor focused on my weight and not my actual health or answers. If I didn’t give him an answer he expected he either ignored me or asked it repeatedly like I would suddenly break down and admit to something. The blood pressure thing was annoying. He pulled up my records and pointed to my last 2 recorded appointments and said something like, “NO bad blood pressure? What do you call these?”. I explained- if he had read the notes under each one that I had pre-eclampsia during the very end of my pregnancy. Had he bothered to read the notes or checked the other numbers he would have known this and avoided a lot of annoyance.

After making me wait he told me I was perfectly fine for my surgery and I was cleared! I left livid and apologized profusely to my OB for the hold up. Even she laughed at his antics. The man was severely overweight himself. She stated that if he had actually looked beyond his own prejudices he would have seen that I was actually a mostly healthy person, I’d lost 45 lbs before my pregnancy and that I had been in and out of the hospital so many times during my pregnancy and birth that SURELY someone would have caught it if something was truly wrong.

Oh well, at least he did not hold me back!

My procedure is May 14th. Hopefully we break these suckers up

New Mommy

We’ve made it a month! Well, it will be a month tomorrow, but whatever!

It hasn’t been easy. This little nugget hates sleep, has some tummy upsets and can cry like no tomorrow. I’ve slept little and learned lots.

I’ve also begun to notice I have a list of “essentials”

1. Rectal Thermometer- All you see are the forehead ones in the stores! Luckily our hospital gave us one as a parting gift. Not only is the temp easy to get- but it will also aid in helping your little one poo!

My baby strains so hard sometimes. She isn’t constipated at ALL but she is horribly gassy. Her Dr says she hasn’t gotten the hang of easily passing wind yet and she is essentially pushing against a locked door when her rectum clenches. I never thought in my life I would be talking about a butt hole or telling you to stick something up one- but there it is folks. I was amazed during some of the worst straining moments how much that little thing helped.

2. White vinegar- Ya know, the cooking kind! For over a year I’ve used it in out dish washer to keep my glasses shiny and spot free! I’ve recently begun adding it to my laundry. I read somewhere that adding a half cup when doing towels will leave them spa ready and not smelly. Imagine you have loads and loads of spit up covered clothing, towels, burp cloths and blankets. I’ve been using Dreft and adding a little baking soda and white vinegar to the mix. Little one’s things come out with less soap residue- which can bother their skin-, less spit up stains and a fresher feel and smell! Woo!

3. Boppy Baby lounger- Seriously ya’ll. Of all the things I received- this is one of my favourites. I was initially disappointed because I didn’t get one at my shower but my Dad sent it as a welcome baby gift!


(PS. I snagged the picture HERE. You can go there to read all about this pillow!)

My kiddo loves this thing. Although I think I may love it just a little bit more. She will happily sit in this during her wake time. She’s comfy and protected and it lets me have a little bit of hands free time. I’m actually able to fold laundry, read, make a phone call or some other normal tasks with her safe, sound and happy!

One of the things I really love is how easy it is to clean up a mess on! Little one had a spit up issue last week that caused puddles under her. PUDDLES. That in itself is awful but I was also upset at ruining my best friend.. er… I mean lounger. But one I had grabbed up my little puker, I was easily able to wipe up this mess with a burp cloth and give it a quick wet cloth rub down to remove anything yucky. It didn’t even leave any stains! (Might I suggest the geo pattern? it’s light blue, yellow and cream- it’s basically camouflage for baby gross spots..just sayin’)

Oh and did I mention that this thing is also great for parental use. I know it’s not supposed to be but this new mama will find uses for anything if it makes life easier. My kiddo loves to lay on my chest. That’s all fine and dandy-we love snuggles! But one can only spend so much time sitting in a chair or on the couch. Sometimes I miss my bed. But, alas, my bed doesn’t have a headboard and my pillows are fluffy clouds, making propping up a HUGE pain sometimes. I’ve found that if I place the lounger on a pile of pillows it makes the PERFECT cradle for my head, neck and shoulders. Cuddle time is SO much more comfy now!!!

(I seriously wish I had gotten the breast feeding pillow now!)

SO those are some of my favorite things. I’ve also learned a lot!

1. My kid will switch formula preferences a million times.
2. Samsies with bottles- so don’t go crazy buying a certain type!
3. Unless you know for sure that you’re kid is going to be big- Ignore folks who tell you to stick with larger sizes. At a month old my kiddo is still in newborn sized clothing and diapers. I wish I’d stocked up on more of those before!
4. Stick with burp cloths that have a towel-y feeling side. Those soft cute ones will work- but not as well.
5. People will buy you TONS of clothing. Most of it will never be used. Especially if you have a kid during an in-between seasonal change. I’ve got a ton of great clothes with tags still on them that it’s too cold or too warm to wear now. If you can’t return them- look for a place that will let you sell to. I wish I had left tags on a lot of the things that she won’t be able to wear!
6. All those manufacturer groups? Join them! It might seem like a hassle- but I’ve found it to be very helpful. Enfamil sent a 5 pack of on the go powders. Similac sent 2 8oz cans of formula and a 4 pack of ready made bottles and a coupon booklet. If you use the coupons and are a member of their website you get 5 points per coupon used. When you reach 35 points they send a coupon for a free $16 can of formula. Also, those coupons are good pretty much wherever! I took ours to Target. You can only use one per purchase but it allowed me to get the 32 oz bottles of prepared formula for $1.99 a piece. That adds up QUICK. With the 4 coupons they sent I’m able to get a lot of the more expensive stuff I would like for less than $10! And then there is Pampers. If you sign up for their rewards program you get certain points for the codes sound on each product you purchase from them. This goes for even the big packs from Sam’s club and the like. It works a few different ways.

1. The points vary per item. You can accumulate points and redeem them for a ton of things. From shutterfly packages to toys and all sorts of things!

2. If you enter 1 code a month every 3 months you get a gift. The gifts get slightly larger each month and include things like extra points, Shutterfly items, egift cards and toys for your child! If you like free stuff than this is where to go. The catch is you have to enter one close a month. You can’t miss a month or it starts over. You can obviously enter as many codes as you want during that month, but just don’t forget to put a new one in next month! To make sure I don’t forget I wrote 12 codes down from a huge pack of wipes someone gave us and set a phone reminder. That means any additional Pampers products I enter is just icing on the cake!

More soon! Time to take the kiddo from Daddy!!


I am really sick of being judged by people. Namely family that doesn’t see the big picture or isn’t around often.

From the Aunt that flat out called my home- to my face- ugly, to my dad and his lady making snide comments about how packed our home currently looks.

Here’s the deal. I had a baby 2 weeks ago. Babies have a TON of stuff. I still get gifts and packages and sometimes I just don’t have the time to go through it all. I live in an apartment and am not in a place where I wish to saddle myself with a mortgage right now. I actually put effort into cleaning and had help doing it- solely for the purpose of your arrival. Believe me, I would much rather have used those hours to catch up on the sleep I don’t get anymore.

I’m tired of feeling like that isn’t good enough. No, my life isn’t perfect- but it works for me. The sooner you all accept that this is how things are- the more likely it will be that I actually want to spend time with you.


Body Image

When I was young I never really paid a much attention to my “shape”. I knew I was bigger but it didn’t stress me out.

I realized pregnancy was a huge help to me and my confidence. As I got older my confidence has oddly waned. 2 weeks post pregnancy and I love my body again!

In 2 weeks I have lost 35 lbs. And the thing is- I’m not trying to. I’m just being me!


37 weeks- the day before delivery


1 week post partum


Little Miss and Me today! She gets to meet her Papa tonight for the first time!

I feel so comfortable in my skin now, for the first time in years. It’s a work in progress. I’m 10lbs from my pre baby, miscarriages and stuff 2 years ago.

In other news… this kid. Lawd.

Let me give you an example of how my nights go…

Hubs fed, changed and held her till 12:00- She refuses to be put down.
12:30 she was up again with the toots and screams. 1am we had a HUGE poopy diaper. Like..Holy crap. She had pooped SO much that it was full on blow out- from and back. I wasn’t expecting this so when I pulled off her diaper she immediately stuck her feet in her poop and started squishing her toes. Oh god.

If you’ve seen Pitch Perfect….

Mhmmm. Gross.

We managed to get cleaned up and about a half hour later she was comfortably in her bassinet again when I hear a gag and BOOM- baby puke! THis was actually the second time of the night for a spit up monster of epic proportions.

My poor baby and her tummy. She has been so fussy and gassy lately. This was clearly the final countdown last night.

I’m totally open to suggestions here. She isn’t over eating or even cluster feeding anymore. She’s on a sensitive tummy forumla supplement and breast milk. Poor baby fusses alllllll night and a good portion of the day.

What I Learned From my Birth Experience

A lot y’all. I was woefully unprepared despite all the videos, education and reading.

1. Despite feeling knowledgeable on induction methods- we used 2 that weren’t even on the popular list of ones I expected. One had little effect while the other sent me spiralling out of control, and fast.

2. I was NOT prepared for the pain. Everyone says kidney stones are worse than child labor. They LIE. I’ve passed stones as big as 10mil and would gladly have done that again in a heartbeat. Oddly enough the actual pushing part- while exhausting and for me, stressful- was not bad. It was the never ending contractions 45 seconds apart lasting 1+ minutes that got to me. I’ve always had a higher pain tolerance but yikes.

3. Your pain meds may not work with the type of pain you have. I ended up getting an epidural. Ya know what? It didn’t do squat. In fact, for me, it took away my mobility to move around and help myself while leaving me feeling every ounce of pain I had before that. It was so bad at some points that the Dr came back to make sure it had works. It had- just not with the type of pain I had. They gave me other pain meds to help. They didn’t but at that point I was so upset I didn’t even know how to say NO- Stop.

4. Not all nurses are created equally. When I first arrived, I had a lovely nurse. She was sweet, funny and attentive. She spent more time in my room than she should have just chatting and sharing stories. Of course when the “fun” began I ended up with nurse ratchet. She was awful. I had HORRIBLE pain. Pain that had me throwing up and she insisted that I wasn’t even in labor.

5. Sometimes the stages of labor go faster than the medical staff predicts. After multiple attempts to get help from the evil nurse I was FINALLY listened to. This was a few short hours after they had inserted a different induction method. This method was to be left in for upwards of 12 hours. She had planned to insert it and then not check me until the morning. Low and behold a mere 4 hours later, despite her protests, I actually WAS in labor and found out i SHOULD have been pushing.

6. Pain turns me into a ninny. I’m a little ashamed about that and I do feel it puts a dark shadow over what should have been an awesome event. I was so upset by the end stages. Between failed pain relief, vomiting and being ignored by my nurse- I was over it. SO when I was laying in a stupor of pain and unwanted drugs I overheard the medical staff suddenly stating that baby and I were both in distress (all the while NOT telling myself or my husband) I was panicky. They even began preping me right then and there for a c-section. I was totally unprepared when instead they insisted I push because “Oh wow, you’re at 10 cm! how did that happen?!”. I didn’t handle the back and forth transition well and no one asked me what I wanted or needed.

7. The Dr may not actually be in the room. (Sorry in advance..but…) This particular revelation MIND FUCKED me. In everything you read- the doctor is there, there is a staff of many people in and out of your room and they tell you when to push and not push if you need help. Not in my case. I vaguely remember the doctor coming in, stating that because I was already dilated they were going to have me try pushing and she expected to be called back soon. Wait, what?! She left and it was just hubs, a nurse and me. She kept telling me to get mad and focus my breathing. All that did was make me obstinate. I didn’t want to hear what she was telling me. I wanted to know why one minute I was an urgent case and the next I was left in the hands of one person. I was pissed to say the least. I’m also asthmatic. Stress and upset set me off and I had a hard time catching my breath. They kept reminding me to breathe and then at the same time telling me to hold my breath. When you are hopped up on too many not working pain meds, stress and confusion it’s a LOT to take in. I was begging for help and everyone just kept repeating the same things and ignoring my distress. When the nurse told me I had to stop being selfish and that this wasn’t about me- it was about my baby- I really wanted to punch her in the face. When I finally demanded to see a dr things ACTUALLY got going and fast.

8. The “Ring of Fire” is real. But it isn’t as bad as I heard. On the same token- my recovery hasn’t been earth shatteringly awful like I read. Yes I bled, Yes I hurt- but I was up and moving a few hours later! Speaking of which…

9. You may faint. Ever heard of gravitational flow? Neither had I. Imagine you are bleeding but haven’t stood up for hours. They finally get you up and let you try to use the bathroom. While you are sitting there waiting for your bladder to kick in you hear a distinct “running water” sound. Except, you aren’t peeing yet and there is no water running. That happened. I remember listening to the sound and wondering what the heck was going on. Then I went deaf. As in all sounds started to dull and I sounded like my head was under water. My vision started to dim. I managed to grab the pull chord as I slipped into la la land. I remember vaguely hearing a nurse on the call button asking if everything was ok and “how are you feeling”. In a super distorted voice I said something was wrong. From my hub’s point of view (he was outside in the waiting area calling his dad), an alarm went off, nurses went running and he jokingly asked, “that’s not for room 470 is it?”. It was. Nurses came flooding in as I was sitting on the pot. I remember something about smelling salts, being told to breath and telling them over and over I was deaf. It was like listening to a conversation underwater. I was okay in the end but I remember as they hoisted me into a wheelchair that the bathroom looked like a crime scene. Holy shit.

Also.. to give en example of what I felt like I was hearing at the time…

(if this doesn’t work- search Jo Koy rupees)

10. You will have an adorable bundle that you have NO idea what to do with. It’s worth it.

I’m a Mommy

One week ago today I went in for my induction. 24 hours later we had the most adorable little bubbala I ever did see!

My induction and subsequent birthing were hell if I’m totally honest. None of the meds worked. I was in severe pain the whole time. Vomiting, doubled over non-stop every 45 seconds pain. I acted like a total ninny. I made up new curse words and begged. Yikes.

But she’s worth it!



Sometimes people just need to mind their business.

When I arrived at my Dr appt today there was a LONG line waiting to check in. About 10 people. I’m supposed to be on bed rest and am not supposed to be standing for long periods. After several minutes I could feel my heartbeat all the way down to my swollen feet. The people at the reception desks were chatting as if there was no line. I had been chatting and joking with the people near me in line and my MIL. I finally made a comment that I was supposed to be on bed rest and maybe I should consider getting a wheel chair because I wasn’t feeling so hot with waiting.

Nosy Nancy behind me piped up out of the blue with, “Well.. you know.. people who are negative all the time are doomed to be sad and lonely people that find no joy in life”. Not sure where that came from. Sorry I’m having a baby on Thursday and I feel like crap because other people are being insensitive? Mind ya business.