I Know and You Don’t

October 22, 2009

I know the sex of the baby and you don’t! Ha. I’m just dying to say that. Actually, I’ve known pretty much from the start. That is what happens when you’ve had a bunch of miscarriages and the people in charge of makin’ me a baby start screening my embryos for really bad chromosomal issues and things like that.

My nursery won’t be blue or pink (it’s a hermaphrodite! Have a cigar.) If J doesn’t bust his ass to finish the house, it will be drywall. Or studs, with crepe paper on them. It’s the downtown Cleveland nursery trend that’s sweeping the nation. But, really, he should hurry up, because it’s getting cold and the furnace still isn’t working here. And soon I will enter full-on nesting mode and start demanding some walls to paint and floor to put carpet on.


Prenatal Diet

October 15, 2009


Bacon, mayo, orange juice, and grapes.
It does a fetus good.

Surviving October

October 13, 2009

No word yet from the man who is looking for my furnace replacement part. In the meantime, I am staying toasty with the help of three space heaters and an electric blanket.

It’s rather cold, since it’s fall and I’m in Ohio. J is still working on the new house, and I’m supposed to start picking out flooring and paint colors sometime next week. I really hope he gets moving, because we need to be living in that house by the time winter gets here, or I and my unborn will freeze into popsicles here.

Stitches Rhymes with Itches

October 9, 2009

I went for an exam just to make sure everything’s good in the baby waterbed after my tumble down the stairs. All is well. Also, I know have functioning handrails, installed by a very kind friend.

On the downside, my leg hurts and stitches… itch.

Trying to Find a Doctor or Midwife

October 5, 2009

I want to labor in water. I want most people to stay the hell out of the room. I want to move around as I see fit and make as much noise as I feel is necessary.  I want, I want, I want.

I’m trying to find a doctor who will allow me to see these wishes through, and since that is likely not possible in my situation, I need to find a damned good midwife.

There are so many childbirth options I want to look into, but I’m going to have to wait awhile before I can make decisions. Doctor? Midwife? Doula? What do I want? What can’t be compromised? I’ve been researching crazy amounts of options lately and making lists. I’m practically having fun. =)