Sexy Post! ;)

So John and I have been talking about experimenting with the whole "sex brings on labor" idea now that I'm at full term. Obviously, I'm 39 weeks now and not feeling especially sexified but we decided we'd give it a go this weekend while Suzie was at her grandparents' house. Last night at like 5 he started talking about it and I was online so started doing some more research--super sexy!!!--and kept coming across all these posts and blogs and articles which all said, more or less, "we got busy and 4 hours later I was in labor." This led me to do more searches for "4 hours later" and "labor" (we're big into the foreplay around here; and I found a ton of hits! Coincidentally, when I did the same searches and substituted "5 hours later" I got significantly less hits...Interesting, yes?

So, long story short, we didn't get down last night. I was like "if we have any say in NOT going into labor at 8 p.m. let's take advantage of that; we'll do it tomorrow." So, fast forward to this morning, we wrapped up at about 8:30; looking at the clock this minute, that was 5 hours ago. Lame.

Oh, and maybe Mim can speak to this--I've heard the Bradley method actually suggests, um, pressing something hard "Like a lollypop!" against your soft palate to get labor started. Is this true? A funny thread on MDC asked if they also suggested ironing his shirts and making him a sandwich. :)

Current Addictions

Thanks for the tag Sarah--I think it might be my first!

--Post at least 5 current addictions.
--Mention the person who started this meme (??? I have no idea! Is this Being Brazen the person who started it?) and the person who tagged you--Hi Sarah!
--Type your post with the heading Current Addictions.
--Tag at least two people and pass along the above rules.

1. Nachos. I've been eating a plate of chips and cheese dunked in sour cream and salsa every night after work. HEALTHY!!! But I swear I'm going to stop once I give birth--it's my last "who cares about the extra 10 lbs; I'll lose it after I give birth" thing.

2. Birth stuff. Duh, right? I've got like 5 minutes to go so I've been trying to cram since I wasn't very interested in studying up this time around. Plus, all of a sudden my doc seems to be mentioning c-sections all the time so I'm trying to study up a little before-hand...

3. Cooking. I've been trying to stock my freezer, turns out I did a really good job. After today's work I have zero room in my fridge or freezer. (Which reminds me Mim, you really shouldn't worry about bringing me food--I've got sooooo much right now and with all you're dealing with I think I should be feeding YOU!!--LOVE!). My freezer is stocked with bean soup, lasagna, enchiladas, jambalya, apple cobbler, peanut butter pie, chocolate/zucchinni muffins, and kielbasa baked in applesauce, and minestrone soup. My only concern right now is whether my picky 4 year old is going to eat any of it....

4. Porn. I'm blaming it on the pregnancy hormones. It's really irritating. And embarrasing. I'm going to leave it at that.

5. Mothering.com/discussions and thesobervillage.com/forums.

Let's see...as far as tagging, I only know of two other people for sure that are reading this blog. I'll tag Tammy and Miriam and see what happens. And Andrew, if you're still around and still blogging as well I'd love to hear what you have to say.

What is UP with my template?

It gets more f'ed up by the day and I haven't done anything to it! I'm about to put on a plain ole' blogger template for awhile till I can find something pretty again.
:(

Contracting, contracting, contracting...

It just keeps on contracting. I don't know, maybe a week to go? Further out than I'd originally thought but...perhaps? It's so hard to know. In work news my "replacement" has hardly had a minute to train, bummer.

Food is bad.

Everything I've tried to eat today has tasted, I don't know...wrong. Luckily I'm hardly hungry for more than a bite of anything at a time.

Funny quote I came across while reading my old pregnancy blog: "I promise after this baby is born I'll go back to blogging like my old, exciting self and not just about baby stuff anymore." Oh the naivete...So sweet. So stupid. :) I no longer hold such delusions. I only hope I'm able to blog AT ALL when this next little one arrives, it's been so much fun reading about Suzie's first year--all the little details I'd forgotten. I really should print that blog out and keep it, diary style, in my closet; as it was I'd forgotten that there even WAS a previous pregnancy blog and John and I both struggled to remember it's title...The internet is so wild.

Hey!

I just noticed the pretty flower in my upper right hand corner is missing. I wonder how long that's been...Weird.

Monday Morning.

I've been up since 5:30. It's now 8:20. I'm hot, I'm tired, I'm sweaty, I'm contracting. I need to get ready for work. Good times. Really good times.

Wow. I don't know. I don't feel good. I haven't felt good in days though. I was looking over my old, previous-pregnancy blog last night and things are looking/feeling a lot like they were about a week prior to labor last time around. The complaints are the same; the comments from friends and co-workers are the same. With Suzie, the Thursday prior to labor (which came on the following Thursday) began the "I don't think you'll make it through the weekend" comments. Those comments this time started last Thursday. My last scheduled day of work is next Wednesday; now I feel like I've kind of stuck myself into working longer than I might be comfortable. I mean, if the baby comes then I'm obviously done, I just don't know. I'll keep playing it by ear I guess. At this point, getting to work on time means getting in the shower in the next 20 minutes. I haven't decided if that's a possibility yet.

Oh--the good news is that I made it through operation "parental abandonment weekend" without going into labor. :) I even made it through without guilt tripping my mom about it, which I think I'm even more proud of. She was guilt-tripping herself pretty badly which made me feel bad. I mean, she made a silly choice to leave town so close to my due date but I think we were both kind of feeling like "this is mid-October, the birth isn't until mid-November--we've got tons of time!" When actually it's really more towards the end of October, the due date is more like the beginning of November and it looks like she's coming early...Anyway...

John also made it through the weekend without guilt tripping his mother for deciding to get wasted Saturday night when we'd asked her to be on call. Never mind that she lives 45 minutes away and we might be calling in the middle of the night. We both took partial--and I mean REALLY partial--responsibility for that one; in talking together afterwards we both admitted that we'd never specifically TOLD her not to get drunk. We'd both felt like that would have been an insult to her. Lesson learned. Well, a couple of lessons learned, really; but top-most I guess would be "don't trust an alcoholic not to get drunk." :( The really cool part was when she started drunkenly implying that we shouldn't assume she couldn't drive over here drunk just fine thank you very much. Cause THAT'S what we need; drunk mother in law careening over here to take care of my daughter at two in the morning. But enough of that. It's all typical alcoholic behavior. None of it's a surprise really. Just more a total downer.

Let's see, so, 20 minutes of sitting still has calmed the sweat and contractions. I think I'll take a shower and head to work. If it sucks I'll leave but it would be good to put in an appearance. Though I have no idea why, it's not like I need their approval...

Phrase of the day..."I don't know..."

Tomorrow I am at 37 weeks. Today's ultrasound shows a 8.5 lb baby. If I go to term I'll be at 10+ lbs. I'm not especially any more afraid of birthing a 10 lb babe than I am a 7 lb babe, it's not the end pushing that hurts the most, it's the contractions and those come the same regardless. What I AM worried more about is immediately carrying around a 10 lb baby instead of starting with a 7 pounder and having a month or so to start building those muscles a little more slowly. I am seriously out of shape! I haven't done any upper body training in MONTHS because it was such a rough 1st and 2nd trimester. So scary!

Oh! Looks like I started a blog post last week at work and then forgot about it.

And...publish.

Sad today.

I guess I can probably chalk it up to hormones. Does it sound hormonal that I'm near tears and sick to my stomach because I sent Suzie off to school with a sandwich that she might not like? I keep picturing her sitting at lunch so excited to see what she's eating and opening her sandwich box only to find her leftover egg sandwich from last night and then feeling sad that that's what I gave her. :( I try to give her really good lunches. I don't know what I was thinking sending her off with that.

I want to go home.

Sarah, since I don't think you come back to the comments...

:)
You'd be surprised at how far down that list of people you're NOT! John and I were just kind of going through the list when we were laying in bed this morning and it was distressingly short. Thanks so much for your offer--I should probably make sure I've got your number on hand!

Really? This is good planning?

My due date is 11/9, still a month away; but I'm getting serious vibes that this babe is coming early. I mean, not like tomorrow early, but probably by the end of October or a little sooner. I'm having near constant, often "alternate-reality/laborland" inducing contractions, plus other, um, TMI, kind of things going on...I mean, you never know, I'm just saying my gut is telling me this one might be a little early. Which is cool with me, I am sooooo ready. The problem? When I told my parents this yesterday at dinner their response was kind of along the lines of "no! that won't work at all!" Why, you ask? BECAUSE THEY'VE BOTH PLANNED OUT OF STATE TRIPS THREE WEEKS BEFORE MY FREAKING BIRTH!!!! Seriously? And honestly I'm not trying to be a birth diva; it's not like I think my birth is so.freaking.important that they should put their lives totally on hold, except that I have a three year old that they're watching during the birth. And my husband is my only birth partner. And it's not like I'm just springing it on them last minute that they're my support people. And if I go into labor they're in fucking RENO and CANADA that means John is stuck in the waiting room with Suzie and I AM ON MY OWN!!! I am so stunned right now.

On the "calm down pregnant lady" side, it's true, I PROBABLY won't go into labor three weeks before my due date and to be fair they didn't know until yesterday about my gut feeling, BUT it's certainly possibly, and I mean really, just common sense wise don't you think it might be a good idea to stay here in the state? My parents never ever cease to blow my mind.

I'm home from work today.

The braxton hicks just wouldn't stop. I want to be cleaning the house but "listening to my body" means I stay horizontal. But I'm bored, and now a little depressed. What should I do with my day?