Haelie Mae Wallace

Well as you could guess I've had a busy last few days!

Thursday Scott shot a doe early and we spent all day messing with it. Cleaning, skinning, processing meat. We eventually got it all ground up into burger and made some breakfast sausage out of part of it. Thank goodness it's all in the freezer now.

Friday morning we all wake up early after not being able to sleep well...in anticipation. We had to get up at 4:30 to be out the door by 5:45. Well it seemed like everything was going slow. Things kept getting added to the to-do list before we could leave. Scott and I had asked Pat to go up with us to take care of the boys while I was in labor. She loads up in her car and we load up in the truck ready to head to the hospital. After what seemed like a very quick drive we arrived at the hospital at 6:55am. I immediately get checked in by the admissions staff and get taken to my room where I met my nurse, Heather. Heather was a fantastic nurse. I loved her!!!! She was pregnant too...due in 3 weeks. She checked me, only to find out I was still at a 4. UGH frustrating. She hooked me up to the IV for fluids, ran my vitals, put on the monitors, and all that good stuff. Then my mom and dad show up! Fantastic. I had told dad NOT TO COME until I called him.....I was SOOO pissed. At around 7:30 she hooked me up to the pitocin. There I was hooked up to the IV, in bed....with 4 adults and 2 kids watching me, waiting. Staring at the monitors, watching Haelie's movement and my lack of contractions even on pitocin was frustrating. Around 8:30 My grandma Donna and Dinah show up! WTF. I about flipped the fuck out. I did not want anyone there but the boys and Scott...we had asked Pat to come to watch the boys, so having her there was fine....but the rest of 'em!? NO. If I heard "can I get you anything" or "are you in any pain" one more time I was gonna fly off the wall. I have a nurse, if I need anything I'll ask her. NO I'm not in any pain, look at the f-ing monitor...NO CONTRACTIONS. That goes on for quite awhile....I attempted to tune everyone out by watching random tv shows. Didn't work, they still annoyed the hell outta me and Scott too. The dr still hadn't gotten there, he had had a c-section to do also. No Contractions.....and being stared at like a zoo animal, it was all getting on my every last nerve. After some time, and lots of stress, I started having some regular contractions. Nothing painful, 2-3 minutes apart lasting 30-40 seconds. Then like a sign from above, the dr shows up at a little before 10. I kicked everyone but Scott out! HA. They check me again and I had made it to 4.5! WTF. I was getting really worried. Dr talked to me a little and decided not to wait any longer to break my water (thank the lord)...so at 10:17 he broke my water. Knowing my history of fast labors they were afraid to leave me...so they sat there and stared at me for a little while talking about hunting and etc. At 10:30 the dr checked me and Haelie had moved to 0 station but I was only dilated to 5.5. He said it'd probably be a couple hours to get me to a 7 or 8 then after that it would go fast. Ugh...more waiting. The dr said he was going to get some coffee and would check back in on me in a few minutes. The nurse stuck around for a few more minutes and decided to do the same. At that point I started feeling the contractions. Not extremely painful at first, but hard to talk through. Dr and nurse show back up at around 10:45. At this point I was uncomfortable and in pain. I knew it was only going to get worse and asked for some Nubain. Nubain is an IV pain med. The nurse gave it to me and checked me again. I was at a 10!!!! Thank the lord. I went from a 5.5 to a 10 in 20 minutes! The Nubain pissed me off. I felt drunk but still felt EVERYTHING. It didn't do ANYTHING for the pain or the discomfort, just made me dizzy and groggy. Close to 11, I was feeling an extreme amount of pressure and sudden urge to push. While the nurse and Scott were trying to roll me over from my side to my back and legs into the stirrups the dr was putting his gloves on and had me start pushing. After 4 contractions, lots of screaming and pain, and what seemed like forever, Haelie was born at 11:08. They put her on my chest for a second, until I asked them to take her. I did not feel good. Feeling drunk, extremely tired, and still in tons of pain and waiting to pass placenta, I did not want her on my chest when they could be cleaning her up etc. Scott cut the cord and the nurses went to work on her. Her APGARs were 9 and 9. She demonstrated her healthy set of lungs and got handed to Scott. Meanwhile the dr was trying to get me cleaned up after the placenta came and noticed I had tore in two places. Not where I had torn with the boys....My whole body throbbed in pain and requested more Nubain before they even touched me. They gave me the Nubain and dr stitched me up. 2 stitches each tear, 4 stitches total. By this time I had lost a lot of blood, which wasn't helping the woozy feeling...not to mention I was hungry! Scott had Haelie and I could hear her screaming in the background. He was trying so hard to console her. The nurses and dr didn't give her back to me until around 1 to nurse her b/c of my state: losing blood and weak. Sometime during all this the boys came in to see their sister. They went back out to Pat and all the "guests" went to eat lunch. I ordered lunch for myself. Meanwhile I tried to rest. The nurses didn't want me up moving around a lot at first for fear of losing more blood so I tried to sleep and couldn't. Eventually I felt a little better and the guests came back in. They all admired Haelie, 6lbs 8oz, 18" long, and a full head of dark hair. She was/is beautiful. I know I'm biased but She is just a gorgeous baby. Shortly after the guests came in, they all left. wtf. They came and annoyed me so early only to leave when I felt like having people around!?? I felt like taking a shower, hoping to make myself feel better. The shower helped and I tried to catnap in between feeding Haelie. The nurses were in and out poking at my belly and checking vitals on Haelie and I both. It was hard to rest. After that it went pretty fast. Pat went and got us Chilis-To-Go for dinner and we ate. Scott's cousin Michelle came by with her two kids and my dad showed back up...(why dad!? He had annoyed me enough in the morning, why come back so soon). I think he was jealous that Pat had the boys...ugh. We also tried to watch a movie but felt like it needed turned off due to the profanity lol. We didn't sleep well, none of us, well except the boys. They slept like rocks. Morning came quick. The new nurses came on duty and came by to annoy me with blood draws, vital checks and etc. I was ready to go home. A few hours later my dr came in and talked to me and gave his authorization to release me. He also told me that I was losing too much blood still and not to be running any marathons anytime soon. Okey dokey doc. We still couldn't leave until Haelie's doc came in to check on her and release her. So we waited. Pat took the boys to some garage sales and Scott worked on getting Haelie's carseat all fixed up, while I tried to pack. For 1 night in the hospital and no gifts...we had a lot of stuff. That's something else that saddened me...no gifts. Not that I expected anything for me...but not one thing for Haelie. For as much as I've been bugged about "when is she coming" and all the excitement over Scotts family and mine...no one brought her anything. That made me sad for her sake. Oh well. It's not like she's going to remember that when she gets older, but still sad. Haelie's bilirubin finally got checked and the pediatrician finally came and checked her out and my nurse gave me my discharge papers. We left the hospital at 1:30. Haelie wasn't a bit jaundice, she was keeping her temp up, she didn't lose hardly any birth weight, she's perfect. We stopped by walmart on our way home, I ran in quickly for some snack food and some misc baby things I needed. I started feeling really weak at Walmart. Got back in the truck and came home. Colby and Audrey came by a few minutes after we got home and checked out baby Haelie...then they left. I did some minor things around the house and we watched a movie. Sirena came by briefly to check out baby Haelie. I went to the grocery store with Pat and got some hotdogs and brats for dinner, quick and easy. The weather was sooo nice we didn't want cooped up inside, esp after the poor boys had been stuck in the hospital. they needed their play time. I showed Haelie off to the Starks, we ate and went to bed. Everyone slept well. Woke up decently early Sunday morning, got dressed, and went over to Pats. We hung around there for awhile and I took a little nap. We went to FS out of boredom. On our way to FS we drove by Guy and RuthAnns, they were home so we stopped to show off Haelie. We stayed about an hour and left. A trip to FS middle of the day and not going to El Charros would be a crime, so we had lunch. After El Charros we went to Walmart to do some looking around and etc. Scott whined about spending an hour at walmart only to buy a few things, but atleast we werent bored. Eventually we made it back home and turned on a movie. Terry, scott's grandma, and Scott's great-grandma came by to check out Haelie, while Pat went on a walk. After they left, Pat came back over to finish the movie. She had talked to Nick a few times and he wanted to see his niece. We got on Skype and he got to see Haelie and talk to the boys and it was enjoyable. We were all tuckered out as you can imagine and hit the hay. Now it's Monday......

So far, Haelie is a great baby. She doesn't cry unless shes getting a diaper change or I'm taking too long to get her fed. She's beautiful. She makes funny noises (which the boys think is halarious). She loves her hands being by her face and sometimes she tries to stick her hands in her mouth...with her pacifier. lol. I have to take her back to the Pediatrician today to do a weight check sometime, BUT i intend to take bunches of pics of her and get them posted ASAP.

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Sorry to disappoint but it's not going to be a drama filled post this time. If that's what you were looking for than skip this.

For the rest of you:

I had a pretty good weekend. The weekend really started on Friday, b/c Scott didn't have to work. The boys still had school, but we got to enjoy the day together. We rearranged the living room and cleaned up some of the house. It was nice getting to spend the day with him at home. After we picked Colton up from school he was whining about his tummy hurting. He took a short nap after school and guzzled some gatorade. Come to find out, it was muscle cramps. I guess he did a lot of running during recess and p.e. Friday that caused him to cramp up. Poor thing. After Colton's little nap, we headed to Paola to meet our dealer. That sounds bad but he is our dealer lol gun dealer that is. We got an email from him earlier in the week saying a gun we'd ordered in MARCH was going to be coming in on Thursday. Friday evening was the only time the dealer could meet with us. Just so happens that this gun is Scott's Christmas present this year. Anywho, after picking the gun up and heading home, we made a detour to Scott's moms to show off his new "toy". We still hadn't eaten dinner yet, so we came home and ate dinner...at 9pm. I made some quick Shake n Bake pork chops and Pasta-Roni noodles. It was very very good for being such a quick and easy meal. Saturday we got up and Scott called his mom to see if she was feeling better. Luckily she was and said she'd shower and get around and we'd go do something shortly after. We arrive and try planning out the day and then Becky shows up and camps out. Her doing this caused Pat to feel like she needed to stay there and entertain her. So frustrating. Pat hasn't felt good and finally when she does feel good, on a nice Saturday, she can't go do anything! B.S. Not to mention Becky was being a bitch! Scott and I get frustrated at the whole situation, come home and Scott decides to put up our Christmas tree....yeah, in September. After the Christmas tree went up we went back over to Pat's to re-assess the Becky situation. Thank goodness she was leaving as we showed up, which I'm sure pissed her off HA. Pat decided she wanted to get out of the house so we go to Dollar Tree and to the Bass Pro in Independence for a change. Scott got a Christmas village...what a dork I married. I wanted to get some Halloween decorations and that didn't fly...weird. We get home around 8:30 and still hadn't eaten dinner. I made some more shake n bake pork chops and Scott made some weird mashed potatoes. I wasn't feeling good and didn't eat much. We turned on a movie and went to bed. Sunday I woke up pretty early, I couldn't sleep. I felt like crap. I thought it was all allergies, now I realize its more of a head cold. Pat came over and helped us wrap the Christmas presents we had already gotten to put them under our tree. Afterward we dug through Pat's attic and garage to find our Christmas shit. Ugh. I like Christmas just as much as the next person, and don't completely disagree with putting the tree up early...but in September...with all the decorations, NO! Scott wanted to put ornaments on the tree and we compromised with just lights. He wanted to put stockings up and we compromised at letting him keep his stupid Christmas village up. Anywho, Sunday we went up to Louisburg and went to the Cider Mill. The boys picked out some pumpkins and we got a few things from their country store, including 10#s of apples. Scott wanted me to make him an apple pie like RuthAnn's. I slept the whole way back and we came home, cleaned up the kitchen and started making the pie. While the pie was baking, I lit the grill to grill some steaks and made some more Pasta-Roni noodles (on sale this week :)). We all ate dinner and then dug into the pie. Afterward we sat down to watch a movie and I couldn't keep my eyes open. I encouraged Scott to lay down in bed with me while I slept and he could still watch the movie. He fell asleep before I did lol. I slept pretty hard through the night and woke up feeling like crap. I got the boys off to school and came home and slept until it was time to pick Dakota up. Scott and Dakota watched a movie while I slept on the couch next to them. I woke up with just enough time to pack Scott's lunch and send him off to work before getting Colton from school. ...After picking up Colton, we all came back to the house and talked about their day at school and here I am. I'm hoping to feel like doing something before it gets real late. My sickness and the weather really isn't helping the situation out much. It's been crazy stormy here all day. Great sleeping weather, but not great weather if you need to get something done. We'll see how it goes..........

FYI: Haelie comes on Friday!!!

8 days left...

After todays dr. appt. I realized I only have 8 days until I'm induced....8! I don't have very many prego pics of myself so I thought it'd be a good idea to try and get some snapshots...They're not the best, but hey, can you blame a four year old for trying!? Dakota did his best taking the pics and I tried to edit them to make them look a little better, without success. So here's whatcha get!

A bad dream I can't wake up from

The title to this post is a vague summery of how the last week has treated me. Of course, I'm exaggerating a little. The last week hasn't been ALL bad, just most of it. Last Thursday I had my routine dr visit which went well. Friday, didn't do a lot. I tried to rest some and didn't really succeed, but that's how it goes. Saturday, Pat, the boys, and I went to KC and did a bunch of running around. We got a lot of stuff for Haelie. I feel a lot better about Haelie's arrival with the purchases made on Saturday. I feel more prepared now. I still have some stuff that I would like to get done before hand, but atleast a lot of the shopping portion is taken care of. Now it's just getting organized and preparing. Saturday while I was shopping, Scott was working on a nightmare of a side job. Sunday, he needed my help, so I go help. This side job consists of hanging sheetrock, finishing, and everything ready to paint. This is an old house we're talking about. The area to be sheetrocked was an old rock-walled basement....double fun. Scott had gotten most of the basement hung Friday and Saturday. Sunday I learned how to "spot screws" and "wipe down". I'm an amateur drywall finisher now! Hurray for me?! We worked 12 hours, while I had several contractions...nice huh? I didn't really want to help again Monday, but wanted to help Scott get the job done faster so we could both rest and not be so stressed. So Monday we worked 10 hours. In the midst of all this, more work got added to the list. For example, hanging and finishing the entire attic/loft area! 1160 ft of rock to hang! All of this, the homeowner wants done by SATURDAY. Scott has a regular job too, ya know. OMG. Talk about stress. So Tuesday, I stayed home most of the day. Getting the kids to school, doing misc neglected housework, etc. By 2:30 Scott called and said he needed me to come up and help him in the upstairs of this house after the boys got out of school. So I arranged for Becky to keep them for us to get this stuff done. Drove up and got to the place at 5:30. Scott was going to be there at 8. I was going to get started and do some misc things before he got there. Well that turned into a nightmare and nothing was going right. Of course. Scott and I get into an argument on the phone about how he was tired and wasn't going to come over to the house to work at 8. He was going straight home. This irritated me. I'm 36 wks pregnant and have been working to help him, busting my ass, and he's tired and wants to go home?! After senseless debating on the phone I head home. I get home and we have a talk about the whole side job thing. The deal with the side job isn't even for CASH...the guy is broke and is a general contractor and friend of Scott's regular boss of which Scott has worked with several times prior to this. The method of payment for this labor and materials is Guns. The guy is giving Scott guns in trade for labor and materials. Okay, what kind of guns you ask? Guns that aren't worth as much as the labor and material!!! Not to mention this guy thinks Scott's screwing him!!!!! Scott cut him a deal on the guns traded to give the guy a break 1) b/c hes a GC and knows people, 2) b/c hes a friend of Scott's boss, 3) b/c the guy is broke. It's one thing for Scott to offer to do all this work for the guns. Its a completely different thing for Scott to do all this work for guns that arent even valued at what the labor and materials are, and on top of that to still have the guy thinking Scott's bending him over!!!!! I about told the guy to shove the whole job up his ass. There is other misc. bullshit with this job also. For instance, nothing being ready. This guy was supposed to have everything in the basement framed and ready to hang...nope. Scott had to spend 90% of Day 1 on the job, framing! Okay, can handle that...next, he wants the job done ASAP so he can put up trim and paint and lay carpet. It's not Scott's fault the job isn't done due to lack of organization by the homeowner. That's how this whole deal is going. Nothing is organized and ready, yet the guy still wants it done in an unreasonable amount of time, considering the circumstances. The upstairs for example is current living quarters for the homeowners teenage kids. He wants another wall framed up and it hung and finished by Saturday; ready to paint. Scott did not agree to frame up a wall. Scott also cannot hang and finish a wall that doesn't exist. wtf!? Not to mention the kids' shit is still in our way. Anywho, I go up and help Scott again Wednesday, which was against my wishes, but did it anyway. Things actually went pretty smooth Wednesday, lots of progress dispite having contractions most of the day. I was so preoccupied with everything else I didn't bother to time them. We get back into town around 7 and pick the boys up (who had been with Becky since 5pm the day before). I felt sooo guilty leaving them. They were really missing us. We hadn't seen them hardly at all since Saturday so we decided to let them skip School Thursday. They were actually okay with this idea, b/c they were gonna go help Daddy at work. lol. At Pat's that night, I had mentioned having contractions etc in casual conversation and mentioned I was curious to see how dilated I was at my appt Thursday. That was the end of the conversation. Wednesday night I did not get any sleep. Contractions like crazy, actually keeping Scott awake b/c he was worried. They weren't painful, just annoying. We finally got to sleep after midnight and woke up at 5:30 Thursday morning. I drove my car to the city, following Scott and the boys. We get to this stupid side job and start in doing stuff. I had to make three trips to Home Depot for more materials Thursday, ugh. A lot got accomplished in the few hours we were there, but not as much as there should have been. My dr appt was at 1:40, so I left the job at 1 to head to the dr office. Scott decides he is gonna go with me until he had to be at work downtown at 4. We get to the dr office and check in. Shortly after the U/S tech comes to get me and prepare me for the weekly BPP. I told her I'd like to wait on the BPP until after the dr checked for dilation (considering the amount of contractions I had been having). I didn't want to do the BPP at $180 and then have the dr check my dilation progress only to find I'm in labor. The dr was actually at the hospital delivering so we had to wait about 30 minutes. Finally when he got back, they checked me and I'm fully effaced, 3cm dilated. Kinda disappointed I was only a 3 but oh well. They proceed to do the BPP, which Haelie scored 8/8 again. The BPP checks and scores baby's functions on 4 categories: breathing, heart function, activity and fluid level. Two points per category=8 pts possible. After the BPP I hopped on the scale for the nurse and was shocked to see I had gained 3.5 lbs in 1 week! Holy shit!! Now I'm up to exactly 20lbs total this pregnancy. The dr met us in his office where we talked about when to call as far as labor goes and future appts and things of that sort. We decided on 9/25 at 7am to induce labor if she doesn't decide to come before then. We're gonna do another BPP next Thursday and then that's it for those. Finally, light at the end of the tunnel! Scott and I were sharing our thoughts while walking out of the dr office at 3:15 (long appt with all the waiting) when we see Becky's van parked next to my car. Wtf!? Pat, Becky, Nick, Dreyton and Connery all came up b/c they thought I'd have Haelie yesterday. Dontcha think that woulda been something I would call them about!?? I had texted them earlier in the day telling them that I'd let them know what the dr said about the appt afterward...why show up without a call!? Scott and I were pissed. Makes us not want to call them when I'm in labor. Then they all act disappointed that I wasn't having Haelie...ugh! I was pretty worked up on the way home. I get home to a messy house with no food in it and that instantly made my mood worse. I tried to relax a little by surfing the net, but that didn't work b/c the boys were holy terrors. They decided to mop the bathroom floor with Gatorade, crunch up an entire bag of shell covered peanuts on the porch, etc...I was about to lose it. Not to mention I still had to figure out something to eat for dinner! Scott only had a couple hours of work before he'd be on his way home, so I decided a relaxing evening on the couch with snacks sounded perfect. I went to the store and got stuff for his Nachos, chips and dip and some corn dogs. Soo easy. During a movie, while snacking, Pat comes over and informs us of all this drama with Nick and his ex gf. Ugh...ridiculous. Then shortly after she leaves, Nick comes over and visits for awhile, then Terry shows up. Scott and I were exhausted beyond belief and didn't have the energy to listen to all this bs drama. Nick got pissed off at the situation and was going to go make an ass out of himself by calling and bitching someone out...so when he left, we promptly got into bed. Ahh, relaxing. I was out in about 10 minutes. Scott had taken the laptop to bed and was reading some articles and info on the guns we're getting for doing the stupid side job. I guess he was explaining different things to me but I was out. I slept pretty good until the alarm went off at 4:30 and I got up to hit snooze and couldn't hardly move. This is typical right when I get out of bed, but the fact that it's 9am and I still can't move very well is annoying! I hit snooze for an hour and finally got Scott up and sent him off to work. Got the boys around and off to school. Came back to finish this post that I've started about a thousand times and hadn't finished. I feel a little better after writing this but I still need some R&R which hopefully I will be getting this weekend. Scott is going to work a long day today to try and get things squared away with this side job and only go back for a couple hours tomorrow and Sunday. Youth season opens tomorrow and he needs to be free to take Colton to the woods. This should give me a relaxing weekend, hopefully. I plan on resting a lot of today with some minor housework duties thrown in. The rest of the weekend is going to be organizing and finishing up house cleaning. I need to get Haelie's stuff all organized and put up where it's going to be easily used. Anywho, I'm exhausted from typing all this and want to take a nap while the boys are at school so I'm gonna draw this to a close. Its been pretty hard to explain my emotions the last few days. I figured this post will help you all understand why I'm feeling the way I am...now off to try and take a nap!

A bad dream I can't wake up from

The title to this post is a vague summery of how the last week has treated me. Of course, I'm exaggerating a little. The last week hasn't been ALL bad, just most of it. Last Thursday I had my routine dr visit which went well. Friday, didn't do a lot. I tried to rest some and didn't really succeed, but that's how it goes. Saturday, Pat, the boys, and I went to KC and did a bunch of running around. We got a lot of stuff for Haelie. I feel a lot better about Haelie's arrival with the purchases made on Saturday. I feel more prepared now. I still have some stuff that I would like to get done before hand, but atleast a lot of the shopping portion is taken care of. Now it's just getting organized and preparing. Saturday while I was shopping, Scott was working on a nightmare of a side job. Sunday, he needed my help, so I go help. This side job consists of hanging sheetrock, finishing, and everything ready to paint. This is an old house we're talking about. The area to be sheetrocked was an old rock-walled basement....double fun. Scott had gotten most of the basement hung Friday and Saturday. Sunday I learned how to "spot screws" and "wipe down". I'm an amateur drywall finisher now! Hurray for me?! We worked 12 hours, while I had several contractions...nice huh? I didn't really want to help again Monday, but wanted to help Scott get the job done faster so we could both rest and not be so stressed. So Monday we worked 10 hours. In the midst of all this, more work got added to the list. For example, hanging and finishing the entire attic/loft area! 1160 ft of rock to hang! All of this, the homeowner wants done by SATURDAY. Scott has a regular job too, ya know. OMG. Talk about stress. So Tuesday, I stayed home most of the day. Getting the kids to school, doing misc neglected housework, etc. By 2:30 Scott called and said he needed me to come up and help him in the upstairs of this house after the boys got out of school. So I arranged for Becky to keep them for us to get this stuff done. Drove up and got to the place at 5:30. Scott was going to be there at 8. I was going to get started and do some misc things before he got there. Well that turned into a nightmare and nothing was going right. Of course. Scott and I get into an argument on the phone about how he was tired and wasn't going to come over to the house to work at 8. He was going straight home. This irritated me. I'm 36 wks pregnant and have been working to help him, busting my ass, and he's tired and wants to go home?! After senseless debating on the phone I head home. I get home and we have a talk about the whole side job thing. The deal with the side job isn't even for CASH...the guy is broke and is a general contractor and friend of Scott's regular boss of which Scott has worked with several times prior to this. The method of payment for this labor and materials is Guns. The guy is giving Scott guns in trade for labor and materials. Okay, what kind of guns you ask? Guns that aren't worth as much as the labor and material!!! Not to mention this guy thinks Scott's screwing him!!!!! Scott cut him a deal on the guns traded to give the guy a break 1) b/c hes a GC and knows people, 2) b/c hes a friend of Scott's boss, 3) b/c the guy is broke. It's one thing for Scott to offer to do all this work for the guns. Its a completely different thing for Scott to do all this work for guns that arent even valued at what the labor and materials are, and on top of that to still have the guy thinking Scott's bending him over!!!!! I about told the guy to shove the whole job up his ass. There is other misc. bullshit with this job also. For instance, nothing being ready. This guy was supposed to have everything in the basement framed and ready to hang...nope. Scott had to spend 90% of Day 1 on the job, framing! Okay, can handle that...next, he wants the job done ASAP so he can put up trim and paint and lay carpet. It's not Scott's fault the job isn't done due to lack of organization by the homeowner. That's how this whole deal is going. Nothing is organized and ready, yet the guy still wants it done in an unreasonable amount of time, considering the circumstances. The upstairs for example is current living quarters for the homeowners teenage kids. He wants another wall framed up and it hung and finished by Saturday; ready to paint. Scott did not agree to frame up a wall. Scott also cannot hang and finish a wall that doesn't exist. wtf!? Not to mention the kids' shit is still in our way. Anywho, I go up and help Scott again Wednesday, which was against my wishes, but did it anyway. Things actually went pretty smooth Wednesday, lots of progress dispite having contractions most of the day. I was so preoccupied with everything else I didn't bother to time them. We get back into town around 7 and pick the boys up (who had been with Becky since 5pm the day before). I felt sooo guilty leaving them. They were really missing us. We hadn't seen them hardly at all since Saturday so we decided to let them skip School Thursday. They were actually okay with this idea, b/c they were gonna go help Daddy at work. lol. At Pat's that night, I had mentioned having contractions etc in casual conversation and mentioned I was curious to see how dilated I was at my appt Thursday. That was the end of the conversation. Wednesday night I did not get any sleep. Contractions like crazy, actually keeping Scott awake b/c he was worried. They weren't painful, just annoying. We finally got to sleep after midnight and woke up at 5:30 Thursday morning. I drove my car to the city, following Scott and the boys. We get to this stupid side job and start in doing stuff. I had to make three trips to Home Depot for more materials Thursday, ugh. A lot got accomplished in the few hours we were there, but not as much as there should have been. My dr appt was at 1:40, so I left the job at 1 to head to the dr office. Scott decides he is gonna go with me until he had to be at work downtown at 4. We get to the dr office and check in. Shortly after the U/S tech comes to get me and prepare me for the weekly BPP. I told her I'd like to wait on the BPP until after the dr checked for dilation (considering the amount of contractions I had been having). I didn't want to do the BPP at $180 and then have the dr check my dilation progress only to find I'm in labor. The dr was actually at the hospital delivering so we had to wait about 30 minutes. Finally when he got back, they checked me and I'm fully effaced, 3cm dilated. Kinda disappointed I was only a 3 but oh well. They proceed to do the BPP, which Haelie scored 8/8 again. The BPP checks and scores baby's functions on 4 categories: breathing, heart function, activity and fluid level. Two points per category=8 pts possible. After the BPP I hopped on the scale for the nurse and was shocked to see I had gained 3.5 lbs in 1 week! Holy shit!! Now I'm up to exactly 20lbs total this pregnancy. The dr met us in his office where we talked about when to call as far as labor goes and future appts and things of that sort. We decided on 9/25 at 7am to induce labor if she doesn't decide to come before then. We're gonna do another BPP next Thursday and then that's it for those. Finally, light at the end of the tunnel! Scott and I were sharing our thoughts while walking out of the dr office at 3:15 (long appt with all the waiting) when we see Becky's van parked next to my car. Wtf!? Pat, Becky, Nick, Dreyton and Connery all came up b/c they thought I'd have Haelie yesterday. Dontcha think that woulda been something I would call them about!?? I had texted them earlier in the day telling them that I'd let them know what the dr said about the appt afterward...why show up without a call!? Scott and I were pissed. Makes us not want to call them when I'm in labor. Then they all act disappointed that I wasn't having Haelie...ugh! I was pretty worked up on the way home. I get home to a messy house with no food in it and that instantly made my mood worse. I tried to relax a little by surfing the net, but that didn't work b/c the boys were holy terrors. They decided to mop the bathroom floor with Gatorade, crunch up an entire bag of shell covered peanuts on the porch, etc...I was about to lose it. Not to mention I still had to figure out something to eat for dinner! Scott only had a couple hours of work before he'd be on his way home, so I decided a relaxing evening on the couch with snacks sounded perfect. I went to the store and got stuff for his Nachos, chips and dip and some corn dogs. Soo easy. During a movie, while snacking, Pat comes over and informs us of all this drama with Nick and his ex gf. Ugh...ridiculous. Then shortly after she leaves, Nick comes over and visits for awhile, then Terry shows up. Scott and I were exhausted beyond belief and didn't have the energy to listen to all this bs drama. Nick got pissed off at the situation and was going to go make an ass out of himself by calling and bitching someone out...so when he left, we promptly got into bed. Ahh, relaxing. I was out in about 10 minutes. Scott had taken the laptop to bed and was reading some articles and info on the guns we're getting for doing the stupid side job. I guess he was explaining different things to me but I was out. I slept pretty good until the alarm went off at 4:30 and I got up to hit snooze and couldn't hardly move. This is typical right when I get out of bed, but the fact that it's 9am and I still can't move very well is annoying! I hit snooze for an hour and finally got Scott up and sent him off to work. Got the boys around and off to school. Came back to finish this post that I've started about a thousand times and hadn't finished. I feel a little better after writing this but I still need some R&R which hopefully I will be getting this weekend. Scott is going to work a long day today to try and get things squared away with this side job and only go back for a couple hours tomorrow and Sunday. Youth season opens tomorrow and he needs to be free to take Colton to the woods. This should give me a relaxing weekend, hopefully. I plan on resting a lot of today with some minor housework duties thrown in. The rest of the weekend is going to be organizing and finishing up house cleaning. I need to get Haelie's stuff all organized and put up where it's going to be easily used. Anywho, I'm exhausted from typing all this and want to take a nap while the boys are at school so I'm gonna draw this to a close. Its been pretty hard to explain my emotions the last few days. I figured this post will help you all understand why I'm feeling the way I am...now off to try and take a nap!

Step-by-step

Amber and I were talking about morning rituals or routines...so I thought I'd post a step-by-step of my day...mostly out of boredom ;). The following is a "normal" weekday for me:

4:30: Alarm goes off, I waddle out of bed and hit snooze
4:35: (above)
4:40: I finally waddle myself to the alarm and turn it off, then bathroom.
4:42: hop in shower, get dressed
4:50: start coffee pot
4:51: attempt to find Scott some clothes.
4:53: set clothes out on bed for Scott
4:54: bathroom again
4:55: pour coffee in cup, bring to bedroom and set on dresser
4:56: start up the computer, check weather
5:00: get scott out of bed
5:05: pack Scott's lunch
5:10: meet Scott on porch and chat
5:20: refill Scott's coffee
5:21: Casey's for gas in Scott's truck
5:30: refill Scotts coffee
5:31: chat with Scott while he checks e-mails and surfs the web
5:40: carry scott's lunch and travel mug to the truck
5:41: say goodbyes
5:45: Scott pulls outta the driveway
5:45-6:15: surf the web
6:15: get clothes out for boys
6:20: start bathwater for boys
6:25: start waking them up
6:30: they get in bathtub.
6:40: i get them out and dry them off
6:42: they get dressed while i get breakfast going
6:45: we eat breakfast
7:00: they play while I clean up from breakfast
7:10: i start a load of laundry
7:15: i chat with the boys and play a little
7:45: round up school stuff
7:50: in the car
7:52: drop off at school
8:02: back home
8:02-11:30: various household duties with lots of facebook and bathroom breaks in between
11:30-pick Dakota up
11:32: back home and talk about his day
11:45-3:00: various errands, household duties, playing with dakota, bathroom breaks and facebooking
3:00: go to school to pick up Colton
3:17: back home and talk about Colton's day
3:30-5:00: other misc duties, playing with the boys, etc
5:00: start dinner
5:45: serve dinner
6:00: clean up from dinner
6:20-8:45: relax, chat, play, watch movie, etc
8:45: lay kids down, tuck in, goodnights
9:00: chat with scott, set alarm, crawl in bed
12:00: bathroom
2:00: bathroom

Repeat!

Naturally, I'm sure I forgot some things, but that's a rough idea...crazy. It's gonna change soon with the arrival of Haelie!

Progress!

Well I had my routine prenatal checkup yesterday. It was a great appt. No drama, got to see my little girl movin' around on the "TV" (as the boys call it), etc. The u/s tech did the BPP and Haelie got 8 points out of 8 points! I lost a pound, but they didn't seem too worried about it. So this puts me up to 16.5# total for the pregnancy. I told the dr about the problems I had been having with my jaw, etc. He agreed that could be affecting my weight gain. I got the wonderful Group B test and got checked for dilation. As of yesterday around 3ish, I was 100% effaced but had no dilation. After today if I go into labor, he won't stop it. Wow...amazing to believe or what!? It's almost that time! Soooo exciting. I've yet to completely pack my hospital bag...which I'm sure I'll be kicking myself for real soon, so that's gonna be my priority for today; Atleast getting everything washed and dryed and picked out. An empty suitcase and good intentions just aren't gonna cut it. :)

Update on the little boys: They LOVE school! I'm sooo glad for it too. They come home with all kinds of stories and new songs they've learned, its great. Today is Colton's class' "Show n Tell"...he hasn't decided what he's taking yet, but will have to figure out something. I believe today is the day to make snacks in Dakota's class, which he has been raving about since last Friday's muffins. :) They grow up sooo fast.

Again, this wasn't an exciting, drama filled post, but I'm sure there will be a good one soon. :)

Time...

I know it's been awhile since I've posted. This won't be a ranting/raving post like usual, but more of a philosophical post. Last night I was lying in bed. not being able to sleep as I get kicked in the bladder and ribs. While laying there, quasi-dozing off, I realized Time is a funny thing. I wondered why it's felt like a lifetime since I found out I was pregnant with Haelie...yet at the same time it feels like yesterday. The fact that Scott and I have been together for 8 years today baffles me. 8 Years! In which I confuse myself by thinking "Already?" and "That's it?" Feels like 1 year but also feels like several decades. The boys growing up is another conundrum like this. I can't believe Colton is 5 and Dakota is 4....they should either be older or younger than that by my whacked out internal clock. I don't know if its just ranging pregnancy hormones or if I'm going even more crazy than I was before, but this "TIME" topic really confuses me. Time can fly, Time can drag...how can it do both!? Anywho, this isn't making much sense, so thats all I'm gonna say about that...

FYI: Today is another Dr. Appt. At which I will get a BPP, Group B test, and be checked for dilation! Wish me luck, it's almost time!!!!! btw: I'll be 36 wks tomorrow!??! Scary!