So, 35 weeks as of yesterday and I'm over this crap. Three more days and I can deliver here. The doctor bumped up my c-section to Feb. 7th which is just 2 days but hell, I'll take it I guess. I get to go off the medicine on Wednesday and we also have to go to the hospital that day for the fetal stress test to make sure they are still doing okay. Oh! Also, I am 3 pounds away from that number on the scale I was refusing to hit. Oink! Oink!There are some women who shoot rays of sunshine out of their butt when they are pregnant. They talk about how energetic and vibrant they are feeling which just makes me feel like the biggest complaining loser ever. Seriously, what is making them feel so damn vibrant? Constipation? Regurgatation? Bones popping in and out of sockets? Getting jelly squeezed into orafaces where it doesn't belong? These women are like Stepford Wives and next time one of them approaches me to tell me how great they feel, I'm going to plug up their happy dirt star with so much freaking jelly that the sunshine will need to find some other hole to shoot out of! They have to be mentally imbalanced, right?
Our friends, Tiddy and Joanne had their baby on Sunday. He was 5 lbs. 5 ozs. and he is so cute! My kids will probably be about that size or a little bigger so I'm completely comfortable with their size right now. They said that it's so amazing how you can love someone so much in an instant. Good thing too, otherwise you would never change their stank diapers.
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