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Posting something while I can sit
Mar. 18th, 2007 10:43 amHi all.
I guess it may not SEEM like I'm spending less time here than I used to, or posting less, but the truth is I am-- I'm just skimming the FRiends Page, and then I might have thought about posting something before then, but by that time I CANNOT POSSIBLY SIT IN THIS CHAIR ANY LONGER even though I am sitting in a cushy work stool chair that J brought up from the basement instead of a metal folding chair now. Doing anything for any length of time has become very uncomfortable, so I have found myself jumping from place to place and activity to activity just to change position. And yes, that even includes lying down! Who ever thought SLEEP could be uncomfortable?! Plus, my brain is completely fried now on top of that. I cannot concentrate on ANYTHING, and god forbid I have to MAKE ANY DECISIONS. I really feel bad that my efforts at freelance writing-- even writing a two-page synopsis of Ian for submission (seriously, a story I know and love so well, you'd think I'd be able to just WRITE WHAT IT'S ABOUT, no?)-- have gone on hiatus, but the only things I can remotely think about right now have to do with getting baby stuff together. And even then, my brain is pretty hazy.
Today, if we use the generic average due date of Easter that I've been telling people, Baby is officially Full-Term. He could come at any time. But probably not, because I don't think he's engaged yet even. He keeps bobbing up and down-- a LOT of the time he's riding so low I can barely stand up and feel like I need to never leave the bathroom, but then other times he'd rather bob up and do bicycles on my ribs. I figured out his position-- he's head down and his back is MOSTLY front, but he's turned slightly right so he can kick my right ribs as much as he likes. (This is a good position, labor-wise, he can easily slide into a perfect position during labor, assuming he doesn't decide to get out of THIS position before then). Mom W says Jason was in the exact same position, and also had the exact same movement habits-- even STRETCHING WAY OUT as far as possible in all directions (I was watching Jason sleep yesterday morning and noticed he hasn't outgrown that, even though he's already tall). He popped out pretty quickly, so that's a good sign, but he was also, like most first borns including me, late, and I'd really prefer Baby not be late. I hope he waits until April, but after that, any time the first week of April is good. I don't know how much longer I can take this Being Basically Useless! I understand why women in olden-times had a "confinement" period now-- who really wants to be out in the world at this point? You're a hazard to yourself and others (and they didn't even have cars to drive back then) and are ALSO pretty cranky, so I don't know, I'D rather hide in my room sewing baby linens (assuming my eyes don't go out, and I'm allowed to change positions every half-hour) than have to deal with Everything Else!
( Shower, cut mostly for pictures. Nathan, don't let the girly subject matter dissuade you-- you of all people on my F-list will most appreciate the first picture )
I guess it may not SEEM like I'm spending less time here than I used to, or posting less, but the truth is I am-- I'm just skimming the FRiends Page, and then I might have thought about posting something before then, but by that time I CANNOT POSSIBLY SIT IN THIS CHAIR ANY LONGER even though I am sitting in a cushy work stool chair that J brought up from the basement instead of a metal folding chair now. Doing anything for any length of time has become very uncomfortable, so I have found myself jumping from place to place and activity to activity just to change position. And yes, that even includes lying down! Who ever thought SLEEP could be uncomfortable?! Plus, my brain is completely fried now on top of that. I cannot concentrate on ANYTHING, and god forbid I have to MAKE ANY DECISIONS. I really feel bad that my efforts at freelance writing-- even writing a two-page synopsis of Ian for submission (seriously, a story I know and love so well, you'd think I'd be able to just WRITE WHAT IT'S ABOUT, no?)-- have gone on hiatus, but the only things I can remotely think about right now have to do with getting baby stuff together. And even then, my brain is pretty hazy.
Today, if we use the generic average due date of Easter that I've been telling people, Baby is officially Full-Term. He could come at any time. But probably not, because I don't think he's engaged yet even. He keeps bobbing up and down-- a LOT of the time he's riding so low I can barely stand up and feel like I need to never leave the bathroom, but then other times he'd rather bob up and do bicycles on my ribs. I figured out his position-- he's head down and his back is MOSTLY front, but he's turned slightly right so he can kick my right ribs as much as he likes. (This is a good position, labor-wise, he can easily slide into a perfect position during labor, assuming he doesn't decide to get out of THIS position before then). Mom W says Jason was in the exact same position, and also had the exact same movement habits-- even STRETCHING WAY OUT as far as possible in all directions (I was watching Jason sleep yesterday morning and noticed he hasn't outgrown that, even though he's already tall). He popped out pretty quickly, so that's a good sign, but he was also, like most first borns including me, late, and I'd really prefer Baby not be late. I hope he waits until April, but after that, any time the first week of April is good. I don't know how much longer I can take this Being Basically Useless! I understand why women in olden-times had a "confinement" period now-- who really wants to be out in the world at this point? You're a hazard to yourself and others (and they didn't even have cars to drive back then) and are ALSO pretty cranky, so I don't know, I'D rather hide in my room sewing baby linens (assuming my eyes don't go out, and I'm allowed to change positions every half-hour) than have to deal with Everything Else!
( Shower, cut mostly for pictures. Nathan, don't let the girly subject matter dissuade you-- you of all people on my F-list will most appreciate the first picture )
