Epic Fail
We (Mike and I) assumed that since baby had decided to already decend down into my cervix at 26 weeks, we'd be "a-go" once she took the device out. Really?
Epic Fail
So we read up on a lot of stuff to try to get baby out. We got nothin! Nothin I tell you!
Mike and I have had more sex than I personally care to (although I have actually really been enjoying my carnal relations with fiance....he has somehow started making my toes curl again...which makes me giggle like a little girl and I love it). And I don't know if he has turned on this more...soft yet not so gentle side...that his "motion in the ocean" is way different now. I craves it! Lol. But with all the fool-ey-wang we've been doin....no baby!
Epic Fail
Mike and I have gone walking. Nothing. So I decided, yesterday, that I should go do a LOT of grocery shopping (hence walking). I actually hit up 3 seperate grocery stores that weren't in the same parking lot. I went to an International Grocery Store to get some salmon filets for dinner, and because they always have really fresh yet very cheap fruits and vegetables. Then I went to a regular grocery store to get the other essentials. Then I went all the way to Wally-World to get the other small things. I had intended to go to Wally-World to get some headphones (so I can listen to my hypnobirthing cd's when I go into labor...if I ever go into labor) and bought everything but the dang-on headphones (very disappointed).
Epic Fail
When I got home, I was kinda restless so I went out and decided to shear the rose bushes in the front yard (yeah I've never done anything like that in my life...but I was restless... ::eehh::) While I was doing that, Vic drove up and she helped me. Mike came home not to long after that and he seemed really moody (which I couldn't understand because he was on his motorcycle all day). When Vic left I was like "uhh, what's up". Turns out he was hungry and didn't want to buy food because he wanted me to make him dinner. Mind you, we ate at like 11am...and it was nothing but a grilled cheese sandwich. And we were having this conversation at 7pm. Yeah...no sympathy. I tried to make the salmon a little spicy, you know, to jump start the labor process.
Epic Fail
Then we watched a movie and went to bed. I did one of my hypnobirthing tapes for a while...nodded off...got a good 45 mins of sleep TOTAL last night...which leads me to this dream that I had.
I somehow stupidly agreed that Mike's mother could come to the actual birth of the baby. (Don't talk bad about me...but I am trying not to be the bad guy and include this lady ::cringe:: as much as I can). So anyway - as I've put myslef into a deep hypnotic state....in she walks and she is plastered (which is normal in real life). As I said, I'm in a hypnotic state, and she is mad that I'm not paying her attention so she takes these mints out of her purse and starts screaming at the top of her lungs "pay attention to me you little black bitch!!!" I wake up, ask Mike to have his mom leave, but by then I'm so rattled that I can't get back into a trance...so I end up gettin an epidural which compltely slows down the progress I was making with the labor. Then the docs got irritated, and they ended up giving me pitocin (a drug that makes your contractions stronger and longer). Well the baby hated that, and ended up compressing the umbilical cord....I had to be rushed in to have an emergency c-section.
So I was pissed to say the least...
Then I am brought into my "recovery room" and the baby is in the room with me. My mom and sister had left to go do some things, so it was just me, Mike, and baby in the room. I had gotten out of bed to go shower and when I got back in, his mom and brother were there. His brother was so drunk (as is his usual state in real life too) that he had vomited all in the sink and was passed out on the floor. His mom was so drunk that she was slurring her speech and wobbling back and forth while holding the baby. I started screaming histerically at the top of my lungs (Mike had kinda dozed off because he was tired too). So Mike got up, grabbed the baby, and made his mom and brother leave. His brother was so trashed he had to roll himself along the wall for support because he couldn't stand up.
And I woke up then.
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The crazy thing - Mike had a dream about his mother as well. We had all gone to West Virginia (and I couldn't imagine, in my mind, why I would take the baby somewhere with that drunk woman) but I was showing Mike how to make pea and carrot bottle formula before I went into town (it's an hour drive). I left the cabin, and Mike said he started making the formula when his mom came in and put hot-sauce or something in the formula (because she said I didn't know how to make it right). So he poured it out and started again.
This time, his mom put regular tap water in the baby's bottle instead of the distilled water from the jug (you can't drink the tap water up there because it has large amounts of nitrogen, carbon, and some other crap in it). Mike said she was drunk and was trying to tell him she knew better than me how to make baby food. Mike said he lost it, started crying and screaming at her, and then packed our bags. Then as soon as I got back, we left the cabin.
So for our dreams last night...
Epic Fail
Not really sure what all this means...anyway we did shower together this morning. He told me his dream first, then I told him mine. He just shook his head. I hate that he's in that position where we'll have to literally WATCH his mother like a hawk when she's around the baby, but she's a freakin alcoholic. Mike was like "didn't you notice when we went over there on Saturday that she was drunk?" And I actually didn't. She looked like hell though (and I'm not saying that because I don't like her...but she honestly looked really bad). He was like yeah, she was drunk and could barely stand while I was giving her a hug. Ugh, it just makes my skin crawl.....
Anyway --- this was longer than I intended....
But that's whats been goin on...
Jeter - Monday, Sept. 28, 2009