Monthly archives: December 2010

Sibling Bickering – The Boy & The Girl.

My son got a gift this summer that he wasn’t particularly fond of.

“I don’t want it,” he said.

Of course I corrected the attitude, but I couldn’t make him play with it or use it. It remained unused until one day his sister asked him if she could have it. He happily gave it to her and bid good riddance to “that toy.”

Today, “that toy” resurfaced and I’ve been in hell ever since.

Raphael wants his toy back.

Shaelyn says, no way.

Raphael would like to play with it now.

Shaelyn says, not happening.

Of course Raphie runs to me to get a final verdict. I tell him that if he has given the toy to his sister, it is now hers and he has no say over it. The only thing he can do is ask her nicely if he can have it back.

He did.

She declined.

OH. MAH. GAH. That scenario has played over and over all day.

Now, Shaelyn likely couldn’t give a rat’s butt bone about the toy, but she’s starting to purposely torment him, by playing with it loudly in another room.

He scoffs.

She grins.

Here was the conversation I just witnessed:

OUT OF THE BLUE

Shae: Well, you know you aren’t going to get it back.

Raph: It was mine first.

Shae: You gave it to me. It’s mine. And I’m keeping it. I’m just letting you know that.

Raph: Well, you aren’t really cooperating with my lesson.

Shae: Lesson?

Raph: The lesson that Mommy taught me.

Shae: What is it?

Raph: She told me to appreciate my gifts.

Shae: Yeah? And?

Raph: I would like you to give me back my gift so I can A-PPRE-CIATE it now.

Shae: Never.

Raph: That’s horrible.

Help.

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24.

I wasn’t going to blog today, but said what the heck.

There’s really nothing new going on. I am still taking a beating from the inside. Officially 24 weeks.

Symptoms this week:

  • Pelvic pain. Hip pain. Shoulder pain (at night).
  • Gross mouth taste — after brushing even.
  • LOTS of movement from the babe. My whole belly is moving with her movements and hiccups.
  • Finding it hard to get comfortable at night.
  • Penguin walk.
  • Hungry. All the time.
  • More floaties in my eyes. Seriously keep thinking I see a fruit fly. Nope. My vision has gotten worse in general. Hope it’s temporary.

I’m trying not to complain and enjoy the pregnancy. I know once she’s here I will miss carrying her. Remind me that in the third trimester when I’m whining about not being able to move or breathe.

Oh, but dear God me. Why did I read this the other day and TOTALLY freak:
http://www.nlm.nih.gov/medlineplus/ency/article/000188.htm
http://community.babycenter.com/post/a24972685/a_warning_as_you_approach_your_due_dates

I think I’m over it now, but I really freaked out for like an hour.

In other news, I lost my wedding ring. Back in October. I’m SICK over it. Amazingly he isn’t mad at all, but I am so upset. I was at my mother’s in early October, took it off with my grandmother’s wedding ring because they were feeling snug (finger swelling). Shoved them into my bag. Went to look for them to put back on a few days later. Grandmother’s ring was there but my wedding ring wasn’t! My mother has looked all over her house and can’t seem to find it. SICK, SICK, SICK! Really can’t afford to replace it right now, and going without any ring makes me feel awful. So, I am getting a titanium replacement. No diamonds, but it has our initials and wedding date engraved in it. Actually, we probably could have done the cheap rings in the first place. $40 vs $600. Then I probably wouldn’t feel so bad about losing it. *cries* I still hope to find it, then I’ll just wear the titanium ring on another finger, but if not….*cries, cries*

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Here’s Where I’m At.

So, I realize I posted about the baby, without really posting an “update”. It has been a while since I updated.

Here’s a quickie:

  • Still getting rather sick, but better.
  • Ultrasound confirmed baby girl.
  • Started cloth diaper stash.
  • Ready for this kid to get here, but know I still have tons to do.
  • Severe pelvic bone pain. Can barely walk. =(
  • Getting beat up from the inside.
  • Next appt Dec 20. Glucose test. Yum.

Is that enough?

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So Amazing.

The most exciting time during pregnancy, is when you start to feel movement from your child.

It started as small flutters when you’re having a quiet evening. I spent many nights, not moving. “Quietly “listening” for my baby. It slowly progressed to small taps. As if someone is lightly tapping with their fingertip. The taps got stronger and it was comforting to feel her daily. Reassurance that she was okay in there.

What’s truly amazing, is that the small taps changed to jabs/kicks almost overnight. I was suddenly feeling movement all over my belly, not just in the pelvic area. I remember the night I felt movement to the left of my belly button and near my right hip at the same time! Did she stretch? Was she that long? An ultrasound just a couple days later verified she was that long and that her knees were even starting to bend from lack of space. Hm, guess she was a lot bigger than I thought. After the ultrasound at 20 weeks, the movements started coming on hard. When I felt her moving, I’d have to call the kids to come feel . Somehow she seemed to know, and all movement would cease. A little stinker already? Eventually everyone was able to feel some movements. I am now able to tell when she’s awake or sleeping. She definitely has a pattern. I can also tell how she’s lying. She’s been head down since the ultrasound with her legs and knees sometimes to the right, but mostly on the left.

Over the last couple days, the movements have gotten rather large. I just watch as her body moves across my stomach. If I place my hands on my stomach, I can feel her little knees or feet poke out.
While this is all great, it’s starting to hurt. Already. Over the next 7 weeks she’s going to get stronger and those movements that already hurt, are going to start to make me cry out. She is a very active baby. I feel her moving every hour (unless it’s a quiet day – which is rare for her). I have a short torso, so I feel her very high up kicking at my stomach, making me nauseous or pounding me in my bladder or lady parts. FUN!

I would say I was looking forward to when she is tight on room and unable to punch so hard, but I’ve had feet lodged in my ribs for weeks and that’s no fun either.

Let’s just hope she goes easy on her little ol’ mama.

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