...to go. Am feeling a little mental.
Only 9 weeks!!! I'm not ready. Haven't got cot yet. Haven't ordered the mattress and sheets for the cot. What if baby comes? Can baby sleep in stroller for a few weeks? Oh my god how am I going to cope for another 9 weeks?
On physical side am still struggling with elephant-sized ankles and feet, alongside a charming condition called carpal tunnel syndrome. This makes your hands tingle and freeze up, and be generally too weak to open most things from the fridge. Atleast it matches up with the sciatica which causes similar symptoms in legs.
Strangely, I am no longer hungry all the time. Thankfully (hmm) this decrease in calories has not affected weight-gain.
I am really, honestly, not too bothered by any of this. Have kind of stepped back from it and taken on the role of the observer. Hmm, I think. Interesting! Look at that. How curious. Getting out of bed for the 5th time at night to go to the loo - process takes 10 minutes with the backache, leg-cramps and sore hands - fascinating.
Everyone says this is nature's way of teaching you how to exist on little to no sleep. I think nature has got that backwards - surely it would be better to sleep now and have more energy when baby comes - rather than not having slept for 7 months already..?
Also hubby seems to be spending his entire life in hardware stores or in garden chopping and pruning things whilst I am standing at safe distance pointing and shouting "that one, and that one - kill them ALL!"
Hubby is struggling to live up to my expectations of house and garden suddenly looking perfect, in spite of always having been total disasters before... Apparently this sort of behaviour is called nesting.
As if baby will care one way or another about our lattice...
Monday, 18 February 2013
Saturday, 9 February 2013
6 kilo baby?
The very essence of Murphy's Law, I believe, is this:
Decide to put nail-polish on toe-nails, do not put newspaper underneath bottle for first time in entire life, because - after all - have never spilled any before.
Spill.
Try to save floor and get nail-polish all over hands.
Do not fetch newspaper, figure instead there is no way you will spill twice.
Spill again.
Then, after having spent 7 months avoiding chemicals as much as possible - end up with nail-polish and nail-polish remover all over your hands.
So I was doing some pedicure... realised it might be the last time for a while. Oh dear. Had hoped to arrive in hospital, in about 10 weeks time, with beautiful looking feet and newly shaved legs. Unfortunately, each added kilo is making this seem more and more like a far fetched dream... Am only 30 weeks and can barely reach my toes. Pregnancy really is beautiful and unique experience. But there are things they don't tell you about. If they did, there would be fewer babies in the world.
Think most women are not as big as I am, surely. Suspect 6-kilo-baby. That will be a fun day. Luckily I will come prepared with yoga poses, meditation techniques and chants. Oh yes. No epidural here. And no morphine either, though admit would be fun... might be bad for baby though.
Weather cooled down, thanks be to the Universe. But feet still resemble bricks more than feet and ankles have transformed into thighs, and thighs... actually, never mind.
Starting to get some stuff organised. Pictures to come. When done. Which, hopefully, will be in the next few weeks.
Decide to put nail-polish on toe-nails, do not put newspaper underneath bottle for first time in entire life, because - after all - have never spilled any before.
Spill.
Try to save floor and get nail-polish all over hands.
Do not fetch newspaper, figure instead there is no way you will spill twice.
Spill again.
Then, after having spent 7 months avoiding chemicals as much as possible - end up with nail-polish and nail-polish remover all over your hands.
So I was doing some pedicure... realised it might be the last time for a while. Oh dear. Had hoped to arrive in hospital, in about 10 weeks time, with beautiful looking feet and newly shaved legs. Unfortunately, each added kilo is making this seem more and more like a far fetched dream... Am only 30 weeks and can barely reach my toes. Pregnancy really is beautiful and unique experience. But there are things they don't tell you about. If they did, there would be fewer babies in the world.
Think most women are not as big as I am, surely. Suspect 6-kilo-baby. That will be a fun day. Luckily I will come prepared with yoga poses, meditation techniques and chants. Oh yes. No epidural here. And no morphine either, though admit would be fun... might be bad for baby though.
Weather cooled down, thanks be to the Universe. But feet still resemble bricks more than feet and ankles have transformed into thighs, and thighs... actually, never mind.
Starting to get some stuff organised. Pictures to come. When done. Which, hopefully, will be in the next few weeks.
Monday, 21 January 2013
Exercise Ball
Got one of those exercise-balls, you know the ones. Not really for doing exercise, as such. More for... sitting on? Have heard / read lots about modern day lifestyle being responsible for babies ending up in breach, or facing the wrong way - making birth more difficult. Modern day lifestyle meaning sitting down on comfy lounges and sofas with feet up, mostly. Which is an easy thing to do when feet look and feel like bricks...
But anyway. From now on have got giant ball to sit on when watching TV, instead of lounge. Three months to go. Hurrah.
Time to start organising some things. Like, a buggy. Nappies. And a carseat. And something for baby to sleep on. Oh god. Hate shopping. Hope there is still plenty of time..?
Had a tour around the hospital yesterday. Admittedly have never seen any other hospital, but it didn't look very fresh to me. Also hospital super-busy. What if we get there and no rooms are available? Come back tomorrow? Feel free to have baby on floor in toilet?
I'm sure it will be fine. Fine, fine, fine.
Mother once more points out that I look like her work-colleague who is nine months pregnant with twins. It's the heat, you see.
But anyway. From now on have got giant ball to sit on when watching TV, instead of lounge. Three months to go. Hurrah.
Time to start organising some things. Like, a buggy. Nappies. And a carseat. And something for baby to sleep on. Oh god. Hate shopping. Hope there is still plenty of time..?
Had a tour around the hospital yesterday. Admittedly have never seen any other hospital, but it didn't look very fresh to me. Also hospital super-busy. What if we get there and no rooms are available? Come back tomorrow? Feel free to have baby on floor in toilet?
I'm sure it will be fine. Fine, fine, fine.
Mother once more points out that I look like her work-colleague who is nine months pregnant with twins. It's the heat, you see.
Monday, 14 January 2013
Heatwave
Have not had loads of energy to update.
Australia is in the middle of a heatwave - and days have consisted mainly of finding ways to cool down. In particular hands and feet have been on fire. Totally uncharacteristic - my hands and feet are usually freezing regardless of outside temperatures.
Have also had a house full of guests - always nice, unfortunately house did not agree and stuff has been breaking down at unprecedented speeds. Think plumbing, for instance.
Interestingly, plumbing decided to cark it at around 4pm on a Friday afternoon. This is Byron Bay. Forget getting anything done at 4pm on a Friday. Haha. Plumbers all sitting merrily having schooners at the pub. No worries and all that.
So have had interesting weekend of showering using garden hose; when 35 degrees in shade - not showering is simply not an option.
House has so many issues sometimes feel like banging head against brick wall might be a constructive idea? But always calm down and realise there are also many reasons to LOVE house. It's a wonderful place, really. As long as one is not too fussed about minor renovation-projects and, well, working plumbing...
Australia is in the middle of a heatwave - and days have consisted mainly of finding ways to cool down. In particular hands and feet have been on fire. Totally uncharacteristic - my hands and feet are usually freezing regardless of outside temperatures.
Have also had a house full of guests - always nice, unfortunately house did not agree and stuff has been breaking down at unprecedented speeds. Think plumbing, for instance.
Interestingly, plumbing decided to cark it at around 4pm on a Friday afternoon. This is Byron Bay. Forget getting anything done at 4pm on a Friday. Haha. Plumbers all sitting merrily having schooners at the pub. No worries and all that.
So have had interesting weekend of showering using garden hose; when 35 degrees in shade - not showering is simply not an option.
House has so many issues sometimes feel like banging head against brick wall might be a constructive idea? But always calm down and realise there are also many reasons to LOVE house. It's a wonderful place, really. As long as one is not too fussed about minor renovation-projects and, well, working plumbing...
Sunday, 30 December 2012
Friday, 28 December 2012
Wednesday, 12 December 2012
Hungry
10.30 am and just had my lunch. Still hungry though. Suppose it's too early for dinner..?
Yet this hunger is nothing compared to the first 14 weeks, as have mentioned. Where is the hunger coming from? And what are we craving?
Mainly: pasta, bread, corn, rich tomato casseroles on mash... and apples.
Had really strange dream last night that I was drinking whipped up raw eggs, this was referred to as eggnog. Clearly I have no idea how to make eggnog, there has to be more to it than raw eggs. Anyway - point was I didn't know it was raw eggs. Then woke up in panic for having done something to harm the baby. (If you didn't know, raw eggs are to be avoided in pregnancy)
Guess am feeling anxious about the holidays - we are going to a couple of parties and staying with friends and family - which means a lot of other peoples cooking. Watch out Beanie!
Yet this hunger is nothing compared to the first 14 weeks, as have mentioned. Where is the hunger coming from? And what are we craving?
Mainly: pasta, bread, corn, rich tomato casseroles on mash... and apples.
Had really strange dream last night that I was drinking whipped up raw eggs, this was referred to as eggnog. Clearly I have no idea how to make eggnog, there has to be more to it than raw eggs. Anyway - point was I didn't know it was raw eggs. Then woke up in panic for having done something to harm the baby. (If you didn't know, raw eggs are to be avoided in pregnancy)
Guess am feeling anxious about the holidays - we are going to a couple of parties and staying with friends and family - which means a lot of other peoples cooking. Watch out Beanie!
Saturday, 8 December 2012
Week 20
... and feeling good.
Going to my yoga where we discuss possible acrobatic birthing positions - assuming of course one does not opt for an epidural. Do not think epidural is the done thing amongst Byron mothers...
Am undecided. Before turning life around and becoming a bit of a hippy - my dream-birth involved a team of doctors, a drip, and some abdominal surgery. Now... Would like for it to be natural. But also know self, and know I cope extremely badly with pain. Anyway is too early to start thinking about that...
Wednesday, 28 November 2012
Tuesday, 27 November 2012
Farmwork...
Yeah. Just to the right of the gate.
Best friends.
My only job: paint the beehives! And watch other people work...
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