Super Cranky

If I could have elected to have my RCS on Friday, I would have. I am totally and completely done now. I can be totally wiped out while she's on the outside, frankly. If I could try to convince my doc to move up the section to Friday at my appt tomorrow, I probably would. Maybe fate will do it for me. Although, I don't feel terrible, I am just finished.

My week off has been really unproductive frankly. I got nothing done yesterday, because I had a sinus headache that my body was trying to fight off all day -- FINALLY it kicked in at 2:30am, so I had to take sudafed for that and wait for it to work. Felt better today, but I am STILL having to nap in the afternoon -- it is ridiculous. I don't want to nap, I just want to get my shit done and relax. I have a ton of sewing left to do and it's really annoying to me at this point. Plus, I can do a lot of it when she's here. She won't be in her room for a while -- I think Ryan moved to his room around 10 weeks or so? I can't quite remember. I should just go back and read old blog posts, I'm sure I wrote it down somewhere.

Last doc appt tomorrow at 1pm. Then, just have to get through the weekend until Tuesday. Seems like frickin' forever. I can't imagine how I would feel if I didn't have the end point. Maybe I would be less cranky. I doubt it. Every kick and push is quite painful now. If I could guaranty a boy, I might have another. This girl pregnancy has been quite sucky, IMO. I'm sure it will all be worth it in the end. Just getting impatient.

My Christmas cards are almost done and I did wrap presents. Just a few more to wrap -- for my parents. I still have to finish decorating for Christmas (just will wait until the weekend now) and otherwise, all I have to do is sew then. Not so bad.

This weekend will probably be a big exercise in getting the house picked up one more time, for the holidays. Ryan's toys need to go to the basement, the desk needs to be moved into his room, temporarily, and the chair from downstairs needs to come up temporarily. We also need to buy door knobs for the doors downstairs, so they close properly. But, the little boys can run around downstairs on Christmas without doing too much wreckage then. And the chair comes up so there's a few more places to sit on Christmas day in the living room. And frankly, I just want all the toys downstairs anyway, so it's a good thing to me. We'll set things back to straight eventually.

The plan is for Dad to pick Ryan up on Tuesday from daycare and probably come see us in the hospital and then spend the night with them. I think the rest of the week, Jake can just have him sleep at home like normal. My mom can always come to the hospital in his place, so he can work. I want to try to keep things fairly normal for Ryan...I mean, it's a big deal, having a new baby, so to keep his routines close to the same is important to me. Except for the part where Daddy will be putting him to bed instead of me. That will be interesting. At least I won't be there to interfere. Jake just has a strange tendency to use a whiny tone of voice with Ryan when he's trying to get him to do something and then just goes straight to anger. Oh well, it will all work out the way it's supposed to work, right?

Alright, time for bed. I'm finally tired. Peace out

38 weeks

I was just reviewing my blog from Ryan, to see if I was this miserable and annoyed when I was 38 weeks with Ryan -- turns out -- yes, I was! LOL

Good thing I don't have to wait for labor this time -- I just get to go have her removed. haha

Done with working finally -- last Friday was my last day, which was a good decision, because I don't think that I could have done another week. I don't know how people work right up until they have their kids, even if they have to. I was so irritable with everything and everyone that I couldn't take another second of work.

Haven't done much so far this week -- was home with Ryan on Monday, so that day was a no-go for getting anything done. Today, I started Christmas cards, but I just have felt so yucky today that I just want to lay on the couch and sleep -- and I have SO much stuff to get done still. dang it! There is always tomorrow. I have 4 more days home without Ryan (and two weekend days). I still have to finish decorating for Christmas, wrap presents, finish Christmas cards, clean up the bedroom upstairs (there are f-ing clothes EVERYWHERE), and sewing my stuff that I need to finish for Lily.

Also, pack my bag for the hospital, but I will probably do that Tuesday morning, right before we leave, since lots of stuff will be last minute to throw in the bag anyway.

So, at this point -- every kick is totally painful and I'm pretty miserable. haha I'm such a sad sack. Whoop! The boys are home.