30 weeks

Yes, I'm one of those bloggers who has disappeared. I won't lie. I don't know how people do this, and by this I mean LIFE.

Well, not so dramatic, but things are moving quickly here. Update is that all is fine with the pregnancy. All my tests are fine and the baby moves a ton. One thing that is different for me this time around is that I am sick a lot. I blame it on A, who although only attends daycare on Tuesdays and Thursdays, has managed to be sick every week since the beginning of the year. This past weekend was intestinal (which I then also got! fun!), and today I woke up with a runny nose and sore throat, something he has been battling for weeks. I know I am supposedly susceptible since I am preggo, but first pregnancy I was rarely sick.  Bleah!

A is growing. He is 18 months next week and is a holy terror and a lovie dovie all in one. He has lots of words yet throws tantrums. Fun. Last night it was connecting the little elephant train set. I didn't do it immediately when he asked me to "Nect-ta mama" (meaning "connect, mama") as he held out the elephant and WAHHHHHHHHH. I have resorted to laughing sometimes because, really, what else can I do.

So I have about 67 days left until baby #2 is due. Nothing is prepared for this child. I mean, I plan to use the bassinet next to my bed, but after that, who knows. I do have the newborn diapers ready. I guess I will truly just wing it. The semester ends on May 11, just one week shy of my due date. Then I have the summer off to be a full time mom to a 20 month old and a newborn.

And that scares the shit out of me!

Updates, 31 weeks

Yeah, 31 weeks. That's an update alright.

*I kicked the glucose tolerance test's ass: my score was 93! Wooh! I celebrated with dark chocolate and vanilla bean ice cream.

*We have finally finished the room renovation that is now our master bedroom! It took 2 and 1/2 months because it was a total gut rehab, but we are moved in, and it is lovely,

*Nursery should be finished this weekend sans one or two pieces of furniture and wall hangings. I haven't gotten that far in terms of any decorating ideas. That seemed so silly to me because I mostly had been just hoping to stay pregnant. Planning the decor seemed so unrealistic, but it's coming and I gotta start planning.

*Summer school is over in about 2 1/2 weeks, then I get three weeks off! Yipee, although I can't imagine what I can do for 3 weeks in the hot hot August weather.

*Total weight gain is 20 pounds as of Thursday's appointment.

*Met with the pediatrician practice we are choosing. Their office is pretty neat with a well waiting area and a sick waiting area. Nice. Also, they do not use nurses; there are four doctors and just regular people manning the phones, etc. They said that they believe that the only person the parent wants to speak with is the doctor, and they are 100 percent committed to that philosophy. Sweet.

*Got the lowdown on the vaccine issue. This office does its own delay system and does not believe in doing all vaccines such as hep A or RSV. I am cool with their schedule, so my concerns have been met. I still think it is kinda weird to give hep B vaccine to a child since it is only transmitted via blood, but I can compromise.

*Feeling woefully unprepared--for everything. This really is going to happen, and I am scared to death.

freak-out, pre-auth, referral, how much do you want for that?

So a few minor stresses these past weeks or so.

1. I am still waiting on the ins. company to approve the lap and hysterscopy. "Pended," it says.

2. Blinking blinking waiting on approval for a stupid blood test I had at the RE: ladies, have you had this test? Well, don't, or, wait a bit on it. I guess during the whole hoopla at the RE office, I agreed to a cystic fi.brosis blood test, DNA thing (why I did I do not understand...I don't care if my baby has any "defect"--I just want to parent a child). This blood test is $1300 and some change!!! WTF? My insurance company can't decide if they are going to pay for this. I guess you are allowed one in a lifetime, so maybe they are checking to see if I had this before...uh, um, but right now I have that tab hanging over my head.

3. Damn the Internet and google!! I have been obsessed about my unknown prognosis and have freaked myself into a corner...should I be concerned about the scarring from the lap and TTC? Seems like I should be. I hadn't thought about it but some people say I should be concerned. What's the dealio? Has anyone been knocked up successfully after a lap? My friend was fine, but is she the only one? Seems to be the case, according to google!!

4. My surgery is for 12:30 in the afternoon. No food or water will be fine, but can I brush my teeth that morning? I hope so!

5. I have been spotting every day since AF left. Spotting and I mean pink some days, brown some others, brown sticky goop on other days!! I am ruining my panties and I hate practicing yoga with undies on! bleah!!!!!

6. I was such a spaz on bla.ck Frid.ay that I repainted the entire bedroom--I went from medium green to a light beige...hello three coats of paint, sore back, and I am still high from the fumes.

7. My 12:30 surgery happens 24 hours before DH leaves on a trip to see his parents. He offered to cancel the trip and I said "hell no!" If he doesn't go see them, they'll come here and I am in no mood to handle crazy in-laws this year.

8. I am tempted to open the nice bottle of red wine right now...it's 2:30 in the afternoon. Not a good idea, huh?

9. If I open that bottle of wine, I'll be too trashed to practice yoga this evening. I need yoga. I do not need wine.

10. Do I really mean #9?

11. It is 50 and raining in my sweet city; my puppy is pissed because he is stuck inside.

12. Thanks for listening.