Today was a rather, errr, interesting day. A challenging day. For a lot of reasons.
(1) The day started at 5:00am with an enthusiastic "hi mama!" followed by "eat?" from the little one. No hope of getting her back to sleep.
(2) Attempting to get anything done today (and there is a LOT to get done) meant taking my eye off the little one for a few minutes. Which often ended like this (and no I did not give her a massive mug of cheerios, she got that out all on her own):
(1) The day started at 5:00am with an enthusiastic "hi mama!" followed by "eat?" from the little one. No hope of getting her back to sleep.
(2) Attempting to get anything done today (and there is a LOT to get done) meant taking my eye off the little one for a few minutes. Which often ended like this (and no I did not give her a massive mug of cheerios, she got that out all on her own):
Or then there was this... a little kitchen cupboard clean out, perhaps?
(3) My allergies are STILL trying to make my life miserable and I'm not pleased about it one bit.
(4) The icing on the cake: my OB appointment. This could be broken down into many subcategories. First I had to bring Riley with me, which is always a recipe for disaster. She FREAKS out when any doctors touch me (to take blood pressure, measure belly, hear heartbeat, etc), and no amount of ipads/wallets/cell phones can prevent it. And then, as a result of her becoming hysterical, the doctor was an a-hole and told me to keep her quiet or he'd have a nurse come and take her outside. I was like, uhhhhh...? And THEN he tells me that because of my lovenox injections, if the baby has not arrived by 38 weeks I will have to be induced, which we will schedule 2 weeks from now. WHAT? I didn't even know that was a possibility! I asked him what my other options were, and he basically said "you have none." I mean, Riley was born just after 37 weeks, so it's not impossible that baby #2 will come on his own, but definitely not guaranteed before 38 weeks, and I am NOT happy about the idea of an induction. Not one bit.
(5) Yeah the list is still going. We shipped a bunch of stuff from the US, with the thought that it would get here about a month before baby is born. You know, stuff like diapers, my breast pump, new bottle parts, pacis, swaddles, the rock n play where baby will sleep, RILEY'S BED, many of Riley's toys and clothes, all my nursing tanks (doh!)... Estimated arrival was originally Jan 17, and it has now been moved back to Jan 29 INTO AUCKLAND, where it will then have to go through customs and travel down to Wellington. Likely no shot it's getting here before the 10th of Feb (potential induction date)... which means I will have furniture to unwrap and build and 20 boxes to unpack and about 15 loads of laundry to do with a toddler and newborn to look after.
I might be a little stressed right now. Oh well, at least I have this little (mischievous) face to keep me company and make me laugh.
(4) The icing on the cake: my OB appointment. This could be broken down into many subcategories. First I had to bring Riley with me, which is always a recipe for disaster. She FREAKS out when any doctors touch me (to take blood pressure, measure belly, hear heartbeat, etc), and no amount of ipads/wallets/cell phones can prevent it. And then, as a result of her becoming hysterical, the doctor was an a-hole and told me to keep her quiet or he'd have a nurse come and take her outside. I was like, uhhhhh...? And THEN he tells me that because of my lovenox injections, if the baby has not arrived by 38 weeks I will have to be induced, which we will schedule 2 weeks from now. WHAT? I didn't even know that was a possibility! I asked him what my other options were, and he basically said "you have none." I mean, Riley was born just after 37 weeks, so it's not impossible that baby #2 will come on his own, but definitely not guaranteed before 38 weeks, and I am NOT happy about the idea of an induction. Not one bit.
(5) Yeah the list is still going. We shipped a bunch of stuff from the US, with the thought that it would get here about a month before baby is born. You know, stuff like diapers, my breast pump, new bottle parts, pacis, swaddles, the rock n play where baby will sleep, RILEY'S BED, many of Riley's toys and clothes, all my nursing tanks (doh!)... Estimated arrival was originally Jan 17, and it has now been moved back to Jan 29 INTO AUCKLAND, where it will then have to go through customs and travel down to Wellington. Likely no shot it's getting here before the 10th of Feb (potential induction date)... which means I will have furniture to unwrap and build and 20 boxes to unpack and about 15 loads of laundry to do with a toddler and newborn to look after.
I might be a little stressed right now. Oh well, at least I have this little (mischievous) face to keep me company and make me laugh.
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