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This is nothing special, well to you anyway. I'm not a scrapbook type, or a baby book writer, or even a picture printer. I'm terrible at recording memories. This blog is my attempt at holding on to some of my life as a Christian, a wife, and a homeschooling Mom of 5. I am a country girl that lived in a big city for 14 years, and moved to the Deep South for quiet, quaint, small town living.

Friday, June 4, 2010

The Count Down

I figured I better record this before I give birth, miraculously forget the rough parts, and proclaim that I'm a pioneer woman when it comes to having babies!

Yesterday was not pretty.  Let's start with the bottom.  My feet look like this-
EW! and OUCH!
Then, I got this big, completely embedded splinter in my elbow.  You can see the outline, feel it, but it is implanted, like a sci-fi micro chip.  I refuse to take a picture for the faint of hearts who might be reading.  Double EW!  (I'm planning on keeping it clean and asking the hospital nurses to take care of if after delivery, lol!)

The kids were being B.A.D. (enough said)

And I've been dealing with some tooth pain for a couple of weeks now.  I knew my wisdom teeth had to come out, the Dentist already gave me a referal for after the pregnancy.  But then one of my half exposed wisdom teeth broke!  It didn't hurt then, but a couple of months later.....um.  Let's just say I'm trying very hard not to snap at everyone.

It got so bad yesterday, my vision was getting blury, my head was throbbing, I couldn't eat, AND I was having all those other fun things happening to my body.  I sent all the kids to bed for mandatory rest time and called the oral surgeon.  When she said there was nothing to be done I broke down.  I actually cried!  The poor lady!  I had to ask her what her name was since I was using her as a therapist.  Embarrassing.  She put me in for a Tues appt, but I didn't remember until I hung up that my OB said to call him about inducing if Maggie hasn't shown up by Monday.  Oh well, I cried, I'm in the books, I can reschedule, I felt a little better.

Oh, and do you want to know the kicker?  The Tylenol I was taking wasn't working because it was 2 years expired!!!!  You would have thought I would have checked the adult meds when I checked the kid ones after that last recall 3 weeks ago.  Up to date pills made all the difference! 

So, for today- my feet are still on the verge of exploding (gross visual, I know).  I decided to fix some food for the kids so I don't have to get up 50 gazillion times.  We have lots of these little Starbucks sample cups from my grandparent's house (no idea how they got there, but we use them as bathroom rinse cups) and I pre-filled them with some yogurt, fruit, and dressing for dipping.  I pre-cut some cheese, a cucumber, peaches, pulled down all the bags of cereal, crackers, and got a sippy cup ready for Ginnie. I even poured some milk in creamer cups so the kids could pour their own.  They can always get water out of the fridge door.  

I think I *might* be able to stay off my feet for most of the morning!
Now all I need is some more contractions to come!

4 comments:

  1. Oh Janie! You take care of yourself as much as you can! What a great idea to have all the food accessible for your kids. I'll have to keep that in mind in less than two months for me :)

    I know I'm not the only "coupon gal" who wishes she lived near you so we could help pamper you!

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  2. Janie,
    You are amazing even in pain! I need to arrange snacks for my girls like you do! I am triple praying for you today and going to have our team pray as well.
    Love you!
    -Esther

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  3. that's exactly how my feet looked throughout my pregnancies! NOT cute, luckily I had summer babies so I could wear flip flops, otherwise I would have been in trouble!

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  4. Yeah, with my April baby I had normal feet. Praise the Lord for my Croc sandals! I'm still waiting on the swelling to go down and it has been 10 days after giving birth! I just posted my late birth announcement. :/

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