Mo Peanut!

The time has come! We are going to be welcoming a new little Mosier into the family in just a short bit! After many years of successful practicing, the stars aligned... we cannot wait for this peanut to arrive!

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Friday, May 28, 2010

An update . . . getting lazy.

Howdy, All -- It's me. I'm in that phase of being miserable and yet giddy as hell.

I try not to complain. And so many people (well, at least every mother out there) has dealt with the following issues, that I feel I have no right to complain. But, take the following note as more of a documentation of the reality of pregnancy, not a compilation of "feel bad for me" lyrics.

Over the last week or so, my joints, specifically in my hips, have begun loosening and I am sore constantly. I have the side-to-side waddle, which strangely has an effect on others around me (my mom unconsciously mimicked me through the store the other day).

My feet, ankles, and now calves are swollen nearly around the clock, and now my left foot has 1 long stretch mark at the base of my toes. Blood has collected at my heels for some reason, and I have also acquired a slight rash on both feet (Doctor says this does happen occasionally with preggos). Mom gave me a pedicure last weekend, which was super cool -- I can't remember the last time I was pampered like that.

I ripped the panel in my last pair of pants that fit as I tried to put them on in the hot, sticky weather. Dammit.

Socks are almost impossible to wear, due to the swelling . . . and my shoe choices are minimal: flip-flops or crocs.

When Mom showed up last weekend for the shower at Lisa and Jeff's, the first thing I did was show her my big, round, watermelon-like belly. Her response? "Oh. You have stretch marks." Me, being very nervous about such markings, assured her that I did not, as I had been inspecting daily. Hmmmmm. Then she said, "They're right there." I looked down and said, "Where? I don't see any!" Well, of course I didn't see them; they're on the underside of my belly. That just sucks.

While we're on my belly area . . . my belly button has not popped out like a turkey timer, yet. It is very, very close to protruding, though. I am afraid that if I continue to gain girth as I have over the last couple of weeks, it will surely stick its insides out. (By the way, I still owe you a bump photo -- but believe me, I'm large and in charge.)

My skin is still suffering from the surge of hormones, which is just lovely. And that glow that everyone talks about is really just sweat, caused by being hot constantly. (Sorry to ruin the fun!)

And what is this cruel trick of nature that blesses preggos with clumsiness and the inability to bend over at the same time?!? I drop my keys, bottle caps, phone, and whatever else I might come into contact, and then even when I do get myself in the bent-over position, I still can't grasp anything without fumbling some more.

Everyone talks about the "burst" of energy women receive late in the game, but I have yet to experience that. I am exhausted, yet cannot sleep. It could be the 90+ weather that appeared suddenly, or it could be that the restriction of sleeping on my left side leaves me "sleeping" in my least favorite sleeping position. Or it could be that I have to pee every 45 minutes. Or it could be that I wake up hungry at least twice a night. Or it could be Clint's snoring.

Speaking of hunger, I don't find myself eating too much more than I used to. And it's not because I'm at the same level of hunger at every meal, but more because I can't fit any more food into my stomach. Peanut has occupied not only my lung space and my bladder space, but also my stomach space.

There are so many more symptoms I could explain to you, but it gets to be just grotesque. So I'll leave the rest of the physical implications out.

Emotionally, I'm all over the place. I constantly envision what the future holds -- all the way from labor and delivery to holding a little baby to having to leave her behind and go back to work. Ugh. Draining.

Excitement one minute turns into fear the next. Smiling leads to grimacing. Road rage is completely uncontrollable at this point.

I am nesting. Peanut's room is done, and I've organized all of her goodies already. I built all the furniture myself, and I have started monitoring the house for safety concerns. Part of my problem, as far as the cankles go, is that I can't seem to just sit with my feet up. I am constantly trying to perfect our little house.

Friday, May 21, 2010

I also built a changing table.

I built an armoire.

I need to post a bump photo, since it's HUGE, but this will have to do for now.

Friday, May 14, 2010

My Point of View

When I go to look at my feet, this is all I see:


Thursday, May 13, 2010

Update -- 5 Weeks! Will She EVER Get Here????

SO, last weekend included Mother's Day, and while my loving husband does not take part in gift-giving typically, Grandma Lassiter (along with everyone who called/texted/messaged) helped me celebrate my near-motherhood lifestyle!!

Clint's mom took me to Babies R Us to pick up some goodies for the baby. We managed to stretch the money needed for a bassinet to get a bassinet, changing table, and a few other things for Peanut!!! I am soooo completely grateful, Mom!!

Otherwise, I just sit here waiting (im)patiently for Lorelai to arrive. It seems like this will never end. My temp started Monday, so that kind-of makes it seem more real, but geesh.

Our last shower is planned for the 23rd -- though I've received very few RSVPs. It is making me nervous.

As far as my "Action Items" go, here's the update (if they've disappeared from the last post, they're done!):
  1. Start interviewing pediatricians. I originally thought my OB is a pediatrician, but I found out that he is not . . . I have NO idea how to find the right one. I don't know enough people around here . . . .
  2. Take a tour of maternity ward. I just have to call and make the appointment. Mondays from 5-6.
  3. Baby-proof your home. Have the supplies, just need to do.
  4. Interview babysitters/daycares. We have someone in mind -- just need to confirm. I may see her this weekend.
  5. Get an easy-to-maintain haircut. I am pushing off dying it as long as possible, but it's just bad. In conjunction with #4, I will hopefully get this done this weekend. 
  6. Get any items still needed for the baby. I have 1 shower still. I know I won't get the furniture I want, since it is so expensive, so I am trying to save up for that. The armoire just went on clearance on Amazon.com, so I'm hoping to get it before it disappears!! Other things we still need/want:
    1. diapers
    2. bottles
    3. formula 
    4. diaper pail
    5. sun shade (for outdoors)
    6. pack n' play
    7. rocking chair/glider
    8. swing
    9. rug
    10. misc. small stuff (car mirror, sheets, toys, etc.)
  7. Install car seat and get it inspected. We have the seat -- just need to install.
  8. Pick out a birth announcement. This just seems ridiculous.
  9. Address birth announcement envelopes. This makes a little more sense. I still have Thank Yous that need to be finished, though. I will try, but there are no promises. Wait - don't I have to have the announcement envelopes before I can address them? Hmmm . . . well, refer to #8.
  10. Finalize maternity leave paperwork. Still haven't done this -- I did check into it, though. I am to call some phone number soon after Peanut arrives, to confirm that I am taking short-term disability, and that should do the trick. However, I have to train my temp, get my files moved to her computer or the network, and have everything organized in preparation for her to take over. Yikes. I'd rather fill out a few maternity leave papers.
  11. Write will. Yep, definitely need to do. And update life insurance. And include godparents.

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Week 32 Bump

Week 32:

Week 30:

I can't see much of a difference in the photos, but it's probably due to the shirts I am wearing . . . I can surely feel the difference, though!!

And here is Polly with the baby. Awwwwwww.



Monday, May 3, 2010

Nursery Progress

This weekend, we worked on the nursery. Before these first two photos, there wasn't much of a difference (so I don't really have a "before" shot -- it was a darker shade of off-white. And more dingy.). Clint helped me paint this whitish color.
Here is the start of my "art". I'd like to think I'm smart. Clinton likes to fart.
I started with the blue dots, and then did the yellow stripe of dots. After removing the tape in-between, I filled in the gap to make the two stripes mingle a little:
I did the same with the red stripe. This is the view from the floor:
I put the crib together, too.
The Classic Pooh bedding has matching red, yellow, and blue dots, though you can't really see them from these photos . . .

We also installed some curtains (forgot to take photos of those) -- they're brown, to match the stitching around the moon balloons above. Now, I just need a dresser, armoire, and a rug to get the room to my liking!