Sorry, just talking to the babies.
That's right, I still haven't popped them out, and I'm TIRED.
I'm now 36 weeks and 4 days pregnant, which is considered past full-term for twins.
My doc, as I've mentioned previously, wants to induce me next Monday, I'd rather have them NOW, right now please.
Oh, well.
They're not listening.
Anyway, Silver, my sixteen-year-old daughter, wants to be present at the delivery.
The intended parents of the twins (isn't that a nice, PC term?) have no objections, since they don't want to be at the actual delivery.
I guess they want to be like the Fifties dad, pacing the waiting room, puffing on cigarettes, outside of screaming range. Just minus the smoking.
That's fine, because if they're not there, I can cuss all I want, yay!
Trust me, it won't be anything Silver hasn't heard from me, especially while driving.
I just hope Silver doesn't puke or pass out! Well, she can always move to the head of the bed if anything too gross is happening! If they have to do a c-section (please, God, no!), I'll ask them to boot her out. That is something she definitely doesn't need to see, that's for sure.
Oh, and happy Independence Day, everyone!
Did nothing today. Just napped, ate, and watched Silver play "Beyond Good and Evil" on the GameCube, oh, and watched some Mythbusters, too!
Which is a sad state of affairs for one of my two favorite holidays, dammit!
Yup, the 4th of July and Halloween are my favorite holidays, EVAH!
Wow, how banal and boring can I be?
Don't answer that.
Two (types of) people worth hating:
1) People backing out of parking spaces WITHOUT LOOKING BEHIND THEM!!!
Silver and I almost got creamed by a little old lady in a huge SUV at my last doctor's appointment. I literally smacked my hand on the rear windshield and yelled before she got a clue and stopped.
Scary.
2)People who drive 50 mph on the highway, when the speed limit is 65 and clearly posted. I want to kill them. Repeatedly.
So, that's the status quo here at Lucrative Pain Headquarters.
Circling in a holding pattern, waiting for landing clearance so my passengers can finally disembark.
While going outside as little as possible, because it's a fucking oven out there.
Take care of yourselves, maybe I'll have good news on the baby front next time!
6 comments:
Good luck kiddo.
and two days later, still full of people. I'll bet they'll decide to emerge on the 8th, which is Sunday. The 8th is a good day of the month to be born on (I was, only it was October). WOOHOO.
I mean, how many times in life can you legitimately bitch about being full of people? Work it girl, use that shit up! WOOHOO!
It'll be over within 4 days, in any case. Oh, and I'll bet Silver could watch the c-section with no problem, but I'll also bet it won't come to that. You're a pro!
One more time: WOOHOO!
*chanting supportively*
PREGGLES!
PREGGLES!
PREGGLES!
PREGGLES!
*doing the raining babies dance*
I can just picture you doing that, too!
It's funny, 'cause I spent about 3 hours at labor and delivery this afternoon, another false alarm triggered by my doc.
I'm starting to get annoyed, but I guess in this sort of situation, it's better to be safe than sorry.
(During my regular non-stress test, they noticed that babies' heart rates decelerated after one of the sporadic contractions I've been having, so they sent me to the hospital for "prolonged" monitoring.)
Everything turned out to be fine, so they sent me home and told me "See you Monday morning!"
It's really great that I live so close to the hospital, too! About a two-minute drive away.
Oh, and forgot to mention that I finally bought a digital camera (just a Kodak Easyshare for now, sorry Phlegm!).
So once I get everything figured out, I'll take a last-minute picture of my belly, before it deflates!
And tons of pictures of my puppies, too!
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