Life as 4

Well, I've managed to find some time to write a post and update on how things are going/the transition from 1 to 2 kids. The first week when Cody was home, it went a lot smoother then it is going now with just me home during the day. Cody could keep Axton busy and have him feel like he wasn't getting any less attention. Now that Cody is back at work, Axton is really starting to act out due to the fact that I am constantly taking care of Zaidyn. Anytime I start nursing her, or changing her..he does something he KNOWS he is not supposed to just to get me to rectify the situation. I mean seriously, he will look right at me as he is doing whichever naughty thing he decides to do. It is getting a little frustrating but I have to keep telling myself that it is also an adjustment for him. It just gets a little much having to stop nursing Zaidyn, put her down just so I can discipline Axton for something he already knows he isn't supposed to do. Then I wonder if I am actually making things worse because he clearly knows that by acting out while I am nursing or busy with Zaidyn, he can get me to put her down to give him the attention he is clearly trying to get. When Zaidyn is napping during the day, I make sure to spend the extra time with Axton so he doesn't feel so left out...but the amount of time a day I spend nursing Zaidyn is just so much that regardless he is going to feel a lack of love from me and it is just saddening :(. I am still a little intimidated by the thought of going out and about with the two kids. My mom came with me to bring Axton to the park to get him outside. He really liked that. I will enjoy when I can do that myself so it can happen more often but right now 99% of my day consists of nursing so...if I'm at the park..and she wants to nurse..what is Axton going to do? I certainly can not chase Axton around a playground with Zaidyn attached to my boob. I have a sling that I have used with her multiple times but I'm not exactly sure how to breastfeed while using it although I guess there is a way. Still, don't think I'd be able to assist him in climbing the playground, going down the slide etc with a baby attached to my boob. I need to get some lessons on how to be super mom. Anyway, Zaidyn is a great baby. She is super super easy just like Axton was. She hardly ever EVER cries unless I take too long to get to her to feed her when she is hungry if I am in the middle of something. It is nice to have a newborn that doesn't have their days and nights mixed up like Axton did. She usually gets up twice during the night to nurse for half hour or so and then she goes back to sleep. Occasionally she will want to have a 7 course meal lasting 2 hours in the middle of the night which is a little rough for me to keep alive for. It is a lot different not being able to just nap when she naps. Today, however, I got to take my first nap during the day since she came home from the hospital. Whenever Axton goes down for a nap seems to be when she will wake up...or she will wake up 15 minutes after I lay down. Cody has been a great help around the house. He will get home from work and after dinner he will clean up the kitchen and also takes full responsibility of getting Axton ready at night for bed and such. I don't even have to ask him which is the best part. At first I had to constantly ask for his help (which he was happy to help but I always had to direct him) but then I told him that it just makes me feel really bossy to constantly be like.."will you do this, and this and this?" So now that we have a nightly routine, he is just great. Axton has really gotten more attached to him since he has been the one at night giving him a bath and getting him ready for bed etc. I think Axton would prefer him over me now..not sure how I feel about that but it makes me really happy to see Axton and Cody so much closer now. They have always been close..but Axton was always really really attached to me and now he's really really attached to Cody. All in all, things are going great! I can't imagine my little Zaidyn not in my life, and I am just so glad she is finally here. I feel blessed to have 2 wonderful children and a fiance that I love so very much.

Miss Zaidyn Tory

I really did mean to write awhile ago but life has been a bit hectic since returning home from the hospital, forgive me! I'd like to share the story of Zaidyn's arrival just like I did with Axton. I will try not to forget anything...but it has been almost a week! I wrote Axton's RIGHT when I got home so I wouldn't forget anything and I should have taken that approach again. Ah well. Also, this is going to be quite a hefty post, WARNING.

Wednesday, June 29th.

This is the day that my Braxton hix started going crazy. Not regular, but often, and VERY uncomfortable. At LEAST two an hour. Some of my BH felt like nothing and some felt really crampy. This is what happened with Axton a week or so before he was born so I had my suspicions something was going to happen soon considering I was 3cm dilated and 50% effaced at the doctor that Monday. Anyway..that afternoon my mom came over to visit with Axton while I went to the chiropractor. At the chiropractor he did the usual adjusting and afterwards I went to Wal-Mart to pick up some stuff. While I was at Wal-Mart my braxton hix turned into really extermely crampy contractions that were catching me off guard and forcing me to walk slow as a grandma because the pressure on my cervix/vag was insane. As I got to my car and put my groceries in, I got another contraction and it was soooooo painful, I had no idea what the hell was going on. It didn't feel like a normal "contraction" but it was really crampy and the pressure felt like she was going to fall right out of me. The drive home (which was 2 minutes) felt like an eternity because it is all construction and every little bump made me wince in pain from the extra added pressure down there. I have a very high pain tolerance and these weird contraction things were bringing tears to my eyes. Once I got inside I told my mom what was going on and she instantly noted that I had dropped since I left for the chiro. I called Cody to let him know what was going on..but he was going to be on his way home from work anyways so its not like he was going to come home right that second. I sat on my exercise ball which made the contractions and pressure so much worse. We didn't really time because they weren't regular at all..but when one would come it would suck so bad. Again, not a regular contraction feeling but intense crampy pressure-ness. Mom and I decided to bring Axton for a walk to see if it would get things going. It was blazing hot outside..literally blazing. The sun was scorching us. Mom had on a dark outfit which consisted of a heavy fabric shirt and capris. We both had flip flops on which was so stupid especially on my part since I was preg and going for a walk. Cody and I had been taking regular long walks at night and we had a particular route we would take that consisted of a giant..and I mean GIANT hill. We even had a nickname for it but now that I'm trying to think of it I can't. Regardless, I told my mom we were going to go up this giant hill and we managed to do so. Maybe not in the classiest fashion, but we made it to the top which only brought us that much closer to the sun and I literally felt like I was going to melt. Anyhow, my mother and I totally thought I was going to go into labor from all the "contractions" I was having and what not but she totally jinxed it by calling my sister and telling her she was 90% sure I was in labor and also calling her work. In my defense, I told her NOT to because I def had my doubts..but she did anyways. Once we got home my contractions completely stopped. Again I say my mother jinxed it.

Thursday, June 30th.

Well, this is the day I really wanted baby Zaidyn to come. 6/30. Two even numbers. I am such a stickler about even numbers and so I was really hoping she was going to come June 30th. I woke up that morning from contractions that woke me from a dead sleep. It was probably 6 in the morning or so? I dunno. Regardless, Cody went to work because I was NOT convinced I was in labor and I didn't want to jinx anything again. This particular morning is when I lost my mucous plug as well. I revolved my day around the clock timing contractions. Some were quite painful, some felt like period cramps, and some felt like nothing. All regular though from 6am until 3ish that afternoon. I was getting quite aggravated because there would be an hour where they would be 5 minutes apart and all coming with discomfort/pain. Then the next hour they would be 8 minutes part, then the next hour they would be 6 minutes apart. Never really getting anymore painful, or obviously closer together. That night we went over to Cody's cousins house for a birthday gathering where the kids could play and what not. At that point my contractions/BH (since I have no idea what to actually call them) had completely stopped and while we were there I maybe had 2 that were of some discomfort but nothing really. Once we got home they started again. I started timing again. I began to get pretty annoyed looking at a clock and timing so I decided to just go to bed and obviously if it was going to get worse and I would go into labor then that would happen regardless of if I went to bed or not.

Friday, July 1st

Woke up at 3 or 4 am with contractions that caught me off guard and I had to get up because it was too painful to sleep through. Again, revolved the next couple hours looking at a clock and timing just for them to completely go away after 3 hours. That group of contractions were about 7 minutes apart each, but never getting closer together. At this point I was actually getting mad because having groups of hours of contractions that were painful throughout the day just for them to stop was really annoying..and making me REALLY cranky. (ask Cody). It was the same thing all day, on and off groups of contractions that were painful but would just STOP after a couple hours.

Saturday, July 2nd

This day is a little fuzzy for me. I can remember being at my wits end as far as mood goes, and I was bored allllll day long. I was desperate to get out of the house but couldn't because my Mom had Axton's car seat since we had no idea what was going on w/ my body. (she was taking Axton while I was in hospital so we didn't wanna mess w/ car seat when actually going to hospital etc) At this point multiple people kept texting me/calling asking how I was doing/what was going on which was only adding to my deep frustration because it was the SAME thing that was happening the last couple days. I can't even really recall my contractions for this day. I think I had a couple hours worth in the morning but they went completely away in the afternoon. Cody got home from work at 7:30 and I really wanted to go for a walk because I had been having regular contractions and I was DESPERATE to get her out. The brewers game was on..so I had to do quite a lot of convincing to get him to go for a walk with me. While we were on a walk I obviously couldn't time my contractions but they felt different then the rest. It wasn't just really super crampy on my cervix but it was moving up my abdomen as they were happening. The hill absolutely almost killed me because the pressure felt like someone put a dang brick in my vagina and resting it on my cervix. We got home..I got Axton ready for bed and we just hung out for a bit. My contractions were still there and feeling different so I text my sister to tell her that I was having regular contractions YET AGAIN but they felt differently then all the rest. She didn't reply. At this point I felt like the girl that cried wolf and my mom and sis were sick of me saying I was having regular contractions. Big whoop right? They will just go away. Which is exactly how I felt too so I didn't really give a shit that neither of them responded to me. Cody and I went to bed at 11:15ish? As I was laying there I had a contraction that was more painful then the rest. I looked at the clock to see what time it occured. I waited for the next one which was 7 minutes later also feeling the same intensity wise. I waited for the next one which was 14 minutes later so at that point I probably mumbled some words under my breath that weren't pleasant and just went to bed because I was so sick of dealing with that. I even told Zaidyn...if you want to come out GREAT! COME OUT! But if you don't want to...then stop making me deal with all this!

Sunday, July 3rd.

I was awoken from a dead sleep at 12:43am to the SOUND of my water breaking. It was like a giant balloon popped and there was a 2 second massive amount of pressure on my cervix. I didn't really know what the heck it was so I stood up right away. The more I thought of it the more I thought it might have been my water breaking. I went to the bathroom and had a tiny bit of trickle and instantly my contractions were SUPER bad and about 2-3 minutes apart. Each contraction would stop me in my tracks and I could barely think straight during them. I yelled, CODY!! He woke up suddenly and I yelled MY WATER BROKE! He jumped out of bed so fast that he got dizzy and he asked if I was serious or not. I told him I was serious and my contractions were very close and VERY painful. I called my Mom to see what she wanted to do since it was the middle of the night. She could either come to Menomonie and stay at our place to watch Axton or I could call Shawna (Cody's sister) and have her come watch Axton. She said she wanted to come and she would be as fast as she could. I called my sister and told her my water broke and she asked if I was serious or not which I explained I was serious. She was in a dead sleep and she told me to call her once I got to the hospital. Cody got together our things since I really couldn't even concentrate on anything. I called the hospital and told them I was coming in. They made it clear they were super super packed with people and had to make some room for me. After waiting awhile it was so unbearable that I started panicking. I called my Mom to see where she was and she said she was coming, but she was in Hudson and had to stop and get gas. I said FORGET THAT! I CAN'T WAIT AROUND ANY LONGER! I called Missy (Cody's Mom) and told her to get Shawna over here ASAP because I needed to get to hospital I was in so much pain. I called my sister and told her that she better start heading this way, and she was already getting ready to leave. I called the hospital back asking if they could have some type of pain intervention lined up for me when I got there because I was in so much pain. They said they couldn't do anything or call anybody until I was there, admitted, hooked up, and checked. After I got off the phone I went into Axton's room and just started crying. I was so sad to leave him. I was dreading when I had to go to the hospital anyways just because it would be the longest I was away from him..but to not even be able to give him a hug and kiss and tell him goodbye made me sooooo sad. I was literally balling. As much as I wanted to get to the damn hospital, I just didn't want to leave my Axton. Missy got there with Shawna and we were off to the hospital. I was not looking forward to the car ride since my contractions were already unbearable and each bump would make it so much worse. Cody was driving so fast and of course a cop spots us and starts following us. When we got to the hospital the cop just passed on by. Cody dropped me off at the emergency room entrance where we were told to go in. As I walked in and Cody parked the car, there was an old man sitting there as well as a lady. I was clearly in a lot of pain and having contraction after contraction right on top of each other. There was NO ONE at the desk. NO ONE. I was like "IS THERE HONESTLY NOT A HUMAN BEHIND THAT DESK RIGHT NOW!?" The old guy literally started freaking out and couldn't even talk, he just didn't have any idea what to do. Which looking back is kind of funny. He was probably sitting there in peace and all of a sudden a pregnant lady in labor comes in freaking out. The lady got me a wheelchair to sit in and finally someone showed up to wheel me to the birthing suites. I got to the birthing suites and got into a gown so they could get the monitor on her and check to see where I was at. I was at 8cm. 8 stinking cm upon arrival at the hospital. I think it is safe to say that quite possibly the 3 days of on and off contractions probably did some work, which is why when my water broke it was instant amount of ridiculous pain. Cody called my sister to see where she was since obviously things were going to move insanely fast as predicted. She was JUST leaving Baldwin. I told the nurses I wanted some pain meds immediately and they informed me the anesthesiologist wasn't even at the hospital currently. Awesomeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. With Axton I was actually very calm throughout the labor portion, this time around was very much the opposite. I asked if they could give me the nubain shot ANYTHING...but my doctor said no because I was too far along. I can't really describe what I was feeling at that point. My contractions were worse then any I felt with Axton because with Axton my water never broke...they broke it for me at 10cm right before I started pushing. It is a whole different ball game when you have contractions with out having that nice cushion to work with. Also, with Axton I chose to go all natural and knew early on in my pregnancy that is what I wanted. I had plenty of time to mentally prepare myself for it. This time around I did NOT want to go all natural so I had it in my head that it was going to be a heck of a lot less painful this time around. The nurses put in an IV and got everything set up for the anesthesiologist so all she had to do was show up. I was not patient what so ever, in fact, I was getting MAD. There was literally a 20 minute window where I could still receive the epidural from when they first checked me. I guess an epidural takes 20 minutesish to kick in and the idea of that also made me extremely mad. They said they could do an intrathecal epidural where they just inject a shot into your spinal cord instead of the tube thing. It lasts about an hour or two which would be just enough time for me, and it kicks in immediately. My sister showed up but not after calling and saying that she got pulled over AND her car was overheating. I was scared she wasn't going to make it but I'm glad she did! She got let off with a warning too! The lady FINALLY showed up and they had me sit on the bed. The doctor wanted me to get checked one more time and I was 9cm. The anesthesiologist said it was up to the doctor if he would still give me the okay to get the pain meds. He was very VERY hesitant but said yes. I was SO relieved. I had to sign a piece of paper which was a joke and a half of a signature. Then the anesthesiolgist said, "oh I grabbed the wrong size needle, I will have to run over to med surge real quick to get it." ARE YOU F*CKING KIDDING ME! I really do believe I probably said that along with some other things. I was beyond upset, as were the nurses there as well. What a joke seriously. I literally thought I was dying....at least I wanted to die. With Axton I was able to keep in the zone and remain calm. This time around I was almost frantic and just unaware of how to control myself or make myself calm down. I think I screamed mulitple times "WHERE IS THAT LADY!" I think Cody was a little perturbed by my rudeness..but he obviously wasn't going to say anything. Well he did say something once..he told me to shhh when I was talking mad shit about the anesthesiologist. I told him that he had to shut up because he had no idea what it felt like. She finally comes in and instantly I had the urge to push, which I voiced. The nurse told me that if I felt the urge to push it was too late so I told her I was just joking which I wasn't but I was desperate. So the doc told the nurse to check me again and I was 9 1/2 cm. The doctor then said that I couldn't get the pain medication anymore. The anesthesiologist from hell then said..and I kid you not.. "sorry kid, you're on your own". What a completely wrong thing to say to a woman in labor that was not getting pain medication because she is a complete idiot. If she would have had her shit together and didn't move slow as a grandma then I would have been able to get the pain medication. Getting told that I HAD to go all natural again... regardless of the fact that I was already so progressed in labor..felt like I was hearing the worst news of my life. (Looking back I'm like, eh, get over it...but at the time I was heartbroken). Anyways, it was then go time to start pushing. Again I'm going to state differences. With Axton, I'd feel a contraction coming on and start pushing...and while I was pushing I no longer felt the contraction so it was actually relieving. With Zaidyn I wasn't blessed enough to have the contraction feeling go away. After my first push I asked the doctor if she had hair and he said he couldn't tell yet. After my second push I asked again and he said she didn't have much hair. I then proceeded to yell that the whole heartburn thing is a myth. I don't really know how many times I had to push, but I know it wasn't many. Probably 4 or 5 times and she was here! She was born at 2:30 am. I don't even remember what time I actually got to the hospital..but I know that my water broke at 12:45 so regardless it was an hour and 45 minutes from the time my water broke to the time she was in my arms. I told her happy birthday, and was SO happy to finally meet her. I couldn't believe how much hair she had...clearly the doc didn't know what he was talking about when he said she didn't have much hair. She has tons..and its red! Instantly I could tell she looked JUST like Cody..which I figured was going to be the case anyways. I felt relieved that it was all over with..or so I thought it was anyways. After the placenta came out (which seriously felt like a million pounds lost), the doc proceeded to give me the stitches I needed. My uterus wasn't contracting down like it should have been and some intervention needed to take place. They gave me a pitocin shot in my leg. I wasn't very happy about this because that was going to trigger contractions to contract my uterus down. Why the hell would I want to feel MORE contractions. I wouldn't. Regardless...it didn't work. So the doc told me what would have to take place..which was sticking 8 pills up my butt. I'm not joking. I was like...for one, why 8? For two, why the heck up my butt, honestly? But it was for quick absorption I guess. Either way it was the cherry on the top of the cake. Why WOULDN'T my anesthesiologist suck so I couldn't get pain meds..why WOULDN'T I tear and have to get stitches..why WOULDN'T I need 8 pills up my butt? It really doesn't surprise me, this kind of stuff happens to me all the time. Anyhow...enough of the bad stuff and back to the good stuff. Zaidyn was hungry right out of the chute. She latched on perfectly and ate for about a half an hour. Even before they weighed her! After she was done eating and my nipples turned into battle zones, they weighed her and she was 7 pounds 13 oz 19 inches long. Remember when I was saying I am a stickler about even numbers? Serves me right..there isn't one even number in any of it. She was born on 07/03/11 and she was 7 pounds 13 oz 19 inches long. Totally jinxed myself on that one eh? After the excitement of everything calmed down and my sister, Cody's mom and Cody's dad left...Cody passed out right away. I, of course, had massive adrenalin goin on, still was having mild contractions from the damn pills in my ass..and there was NO way I was going to sleep anytime soon. The rest of the hospital stay went really well. Zaidyn was doing so good breastfeeding! I had such a hard time with Axton latching but Zaidyn was such a champ right from the get go. The first 4 or 5 days of breastfeeding are such a challenge. Ugh, it hurts so bad! I am happy to say I busted through those days and am finally over that stage. I'm producing milk like a mad man. Zaidyn seems to do nothing BUT eat..and I seem to do nothing BUT feed her and make milk. I already have 5 bags stored in the freezer. Its seems by the time she is done nursing, my body has already made up for it. My tots of course got extremely large and in charge which isn't too shab of a deal. Having a baby when having small boobs is kind of like getting the chance to see what it would look like to get a boob job. Not too bad not too bad. Anyhow...the first couple days home have been great. Axton isn't jealous and is handling things REALLY well. Tonight he went up to hear and gave her a kiss and smiled so big. I think at that point I melted to a big pile of mush on the ground. I just love my kids so much...I still can't believe I have 2 children! I am SO glad that Zaidyn is finally here and now that she is, I can't imagine my life with out her! I am SO blessed!

Anyhow, I am probably going to suck big one at keeping up with my blog now that I'm going to be busy as all get out while I adjust from one child to two. I will try my best though!

Who needs it anyways?

When I ask..."who needs it anyways" I am referring to sleep. The amount of sleep..or lack there of lately, is just getting unbearable. I know I know that once she comes I will be shorted sleeping time as well..but at least in the time that I CAN sleep..I will. Right now I'm just not sleeping AT ALL. I am so exhausted mentally and physically. I can't think straight to save my stinkin life! The other night I was literally WIDE awake from 1am to 6am. I couldn't even just lay there and try to sleep. Impossible. My braxton hicks are so intense that laying in bed just hurts because its like my stomach is stinkin concrete every 5 minutes. Last night was a little better because I was actually able to fall asleep...but I was up every hour to take a whiz. EVERY HOUR. For some reason after Cody leaves for work in the morning is when I can get some serious sleep in. Meaning...for 2 hours straight with out waking up. Then of course I get woken up from my "deep sleep" with a little guy making something like dinosaur noises? Regardless of how tired I am in the morning and how much I do not want to get out of bed..I still love seeing my little guy first thing in the morning. He's just so stinkin cute I tell ya. Anyhow, my next doctors appointment is tomorrow and it will be a week and a day since my last cervical check. I am HOPING, PRAYING, PLEADING that I have made some progress. Any progress. Even 1cms worth of progress. It gives me hope. Even if it really, in all reality, means nothing.

PUPPP SHMUPPP

I just wanted to say, in case anyone was unaware, that I am SO ready to get this baby out of me! The PUPPPS rash has returned and I am livid. It is so highly unlikely to even get it your first pregnancy..and the odds are non existent for getting it your second. Not to mention, it usually occurs when you are having a boy. I have defied all odds here people. My doctor said it is literally crazy to him that I have gotten it once again. I think with Axton I got it at 32 weeks...so I am thankful that I started getting it at 36 weeks this time around. It is just on my stomach for now..but I am dreading..and I mean DREADING it to spread any further on my body. By the time Axton was born it was from the top of my head to the bottom of my feet. It was TERRIBLE. When I went to the doctor on Monday I told him I didn't need the steroid cream quite yet just because putting regular lotion on it when it got super itchy was working well enough. Two days later I regret what I said. During the day it isn't so bad. Once and awhile it will start itching like crazy and I feel like I could just bust out of my skin from the intense urge to itch it like crazy. At night it is the worst, only because I can't really control myself. It will start itching while I'm sleeping..and I'll start itching it half sleeping and not realize that I'm doing it. Once you start itching..it really is quite impossible to stop, literally. When I'm going crazy itching it..it feels SOOOOOOO good..and the second I stop it is just an overwhelming hot burning crazy ass itching feeling that is unbearable...so I start itching again and it goes away and I am feeling bliss. The problem with this is that itching it is what causes it to spread. Having it contained on my belly is enough problem in itself. I do not need it on my arms and legs and feet and back again. NO I DO NOT. I called my doctor this morning and said Just kidding I would like the steroid cream! The problem with the steroid cream vs regular lotion is that you have to use very sparingly because the steroids soak into the skin and are absorbed..therefore baby can be exposed to it as well. I just want it for nighttime so I don't make it much much worse unknowingly. Friday will mark me full term and then she better come out ASAP before this rash gets out of control! I know that I can't decide that...but it would be mighty swell if she would do that for me. Cervical check on Monday showed 1cm dilated, 25% effaced and fully softened so lets get this stinkin show on the road eh?

Peep and Low

So just a couple things here.

For one, I just realized today walking down to the first level of the apartment building to do laundry that some of the doors have peep holes and some do not. Our door does not have a peep hole and I always wondered why. Now I am even more questioning this lack of peep hole because some people in this building have that luxury! I usually know exactly who is coming over and when....but every once and awhile that doorbell will ring and I won't have aaaaaaany idea who it is. It would be nice at that exact moment in time to be one of the cool tenants of this building and have a peep hole.

For two, as I was saying I was heading downstairs to do some laundry. Last week I did a mother load amount of laundry because I kept putting it off. HATE doing laundry. This morning before Cody went to work he says..babe I'm out of socks. First off, I don't do "whites" often because if I have to pay a dollar to wash and a dollar to dry, you bet your butt it's going to be a full load. Therefore...we have a separate basket for whites and I don't do them until its full. Or when Cody says he is out of socks. You would THINK that yesterday when he grabbed his last pair in the drawer he would tell me at that point so he would have a pair of socks for today..but that is a big fat negatronathon on that. I really didn't feel like doing laundry today and especially a load of whites because folding socks is just the pits. But as I was putting the laundry in and thinking about how I really didn't want to fold all the socks later... I reassured myself that folding all the socks later was much better then having to wear a pair of dirty nasty socks dug out of the hamper like Cody did. Anyways, I got a little off of topic. My second point in this blog was to actually say that lately every time I go do laundry the temperature setting is on "low". This drives me nuts. Seriously EVERY time. Now who the heck needs to dry their laundry on low every time? I have made the mistake a couple of times of not double checking the temp and then going down an hour later and have my clothes half dry and have to spend another dollar. What a jip! I think someone does it for jokes. Or someone that works for the people we rent from go to all the buildings everyday and resets the temp settings so they can make more money. Either way, dumb!!!!

Squeezin for time

The last couple days I have had the worst mood swings known to mankind. Poor Cody. I'm just a glooming dark cloud over his head I bet. At least I can admit it! I've been so terrible. Anything and everything I just get mad at Cody for...I forgot to push start on the dishwasher-cody's fault. I have a super stuffy nose and can't find a box of kleenex anywhere - cody's fault. Axton pooped 5 times in one day -Cody's fault. Cody gives me his opinion about something or his thoughts- I shut them down in .2 seconds. I'm such a horrible fiance! I've just been rather stressed this past week. My deadline for getting everything done for baby Zaidyn is Friday...and that is coming up rather shortly. I just have a lot of organizing left to do with limited space to do it. I don't have a dresser for her so its been kind of tricky figuring out where to put clothes that don't hang up. I am not nesting what so ever and very much doubt that I will get another burst of energy to "nest". I wish a couple months ago when I got bursts of "nesting" I would have gotten more accomplished. I've been sick, which has also made my energy level even lower then usual. The last couple days I've been getting the regular Braxton hicks, and yesterday was pretty crampy as well. I know every pregnancy is different but with Axton I didn't get the regular Braxton hicks until a day or two before he was born...but that was after I knew I was already dilated to 2ish, and also had lost my mucous plug. At my last appointment he didn't do a cervical check..and this week he is out on vacation (yikes!) but I do have an appointment on Monday where he is going to check me. Who knows, I could be totally off on my "instincts" and she could stay in there cooking for another 4 weeks for all I know. What I do know is that I would really like to have everything done so I don't have to worry about it. Here is my list of things to do prior to friday (so I like to think):

-Finish organizing her clothes

-Clean her room top to bottom

-Finish her crib mobile. Soooo almost done just need to adjust a little something something and hang it.

-Pack hospital bag

-Pack Axton's bag for when I go into labor and he goes to grandmas.

-Clean the apartment top to bottom so I don't have to worry about it later.

-Get last couple things on the list needed at Target/Walmart for baby Zaidyn

-Go through tote of things for baby such as bottles etc..and do rearranging in kitchen to make room in a cupboard for her stuff.

-Fill out and send out thank you cards for baby shower stuff so I don't have to do that once she comes considering then I will have double duty with announcements and such.

Yuck the list is longer then I thought. I need my sister to come over and help me w/ organizing and such. I hate doing it and she likes organizing other peoples stuff.

Bad Math

9 months pregnant lady + not fun diet + extremely high hormone levels + lower back and hips that pop in and out of place constantly + kid with really messy diapers today + really sore throat where it hurts to talk and swallow + a cough that makes my throat feel even worse + a fiance that thinks it is a good idea to have his brother and girlfriend over tonight which is enough to put me over the edge = really...REALLY unhappy lady.

Somebody, please save me.