This should actually be a long post for once. I made a list of topics to discuss in this post. Shocking, right? Me? Actually prepare for something and not just BSing it. Anywho, topic one... I really hate having to post on Facebook every time I update my Blog. Then again, maybe if I updated every day, like I should, I wouldn't have to. Seriously though, if I updated every day, it would be the shortest posts ever. "Today, I had *carnation breakfast* this morning, *soup* for lunch, a snack, and *chicken* for dinner. Had some pains and was tired all day. Watched some tv, like always and that was it." That would be the post literally every day. If I wait a few days, I'll actually have stuff to write about. We all know my life isn't the most exciting out there, so I do what I can to give you guys something to read.
Topic number two. Yesterday, I took that stupid 3-hour glucose test. I didn't get anything to eat until about 5 in the afternoon. I kept getting dizzy and wanted to vomit. Turns out that if you vomit though, you have to restart the test. Thank goodness I was able to hold it in the whole time because there was no way in hell I would take that damn thing again. Longest three hours of my life. My mom went with me, thankfully, and kept me company. We discovered how many idiots and white trash people there are in that area. I think at one point, we were both ready to just leave there. Never realized how rude and inconsiderate people are until I spent three hours in the lab waiting room. I should find out the results in a few days. Hopefully, its good news.
Topic number three. Little Miss Amelia is doing pretty good. At least from what I know of. I know she's still head first. She's still very active. From what I know, she's still growing like she should be. We're just still concerned that she is going to come out early. When we (mom and I) asked the midwife yesterday on if she thinks Amelia will come early she wouldn't give us a straight answer. So, either she didn't know, didn't care, or just wasn't going to tell me. Either way, wasn't really fond of her at all. Which, I will discuss in Topic four. So, all in all, Amelia should be fine. Guess I'll find out during my next appointment.
Now, topic number four... I did NOT like that midwife. I swear she didn't know what she was doing. She made a point to contentiously bring up my past with Anorexia. When she checked Amelia's heart rate, she never said anything to me. Never told me if it was normal, what the BPM was, and if she was okay. She measured my stomach, never told me what it was. Ignored the fact that when she was pressing on my stomach that it hurt. When I mentioned how I haven't been to work because all the issues I've had, she asked if I had been coming in weekly just to get out of work. Maybe, if she had read the chart like she should, she would know that I've been having issues. She didn't listen to anything my mother or I said. She just kept focusing on how I used to be anorexic. I really hope I never have her again. I'm sure I can request a different midwife, I hope. Why don't they just stick with one midwife?! I've now seen five! That's four too many.
Number five, don't worry, only two more after this. This one is about the pain. So far, its been Braxton Hicks. Which hurt a lot. Leg pains, which I was warned about. There are these cramps that I get, but apparently that's from everything growing. There are times that where I just want to cry from all the pain. Especially, knowing that labor will be even worse. It just scares me.
Numero six. This one and the next one should be relatively short. I'm planning to start selling the jewelry I make. I need to make some more before I start selling. I only have three pieces done so far. I will be posting photos on here and on Facebook.
Lastly, topic number seven. There is a mouse village in my house. They need to go away! I'm scared to death of mice as it is. One of them last night were messing around "my room" the whole time. Luna, who is supposed to chase mice, just slept the whole time. The mouse was playing with something that sounded like metal hitting each other. A few hours after that, he was near my bed playing in papers and boxes. Then, around 6am, he was across the room just running around. At that point, I was so tired and so annoyed, I was ready to kill the darn mouse myself. Thankfully, it stopped after that and I slept three more hours.
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