Mad ramblings of a Navy Grrl, Wife, Mother, and whatever else I feel like being.
Thursday, April 10, 2003
21 weeks today. No real updates pregnancy wise. The baby is moving a lot. I think the kid will be in for a big shock when he/she realizes that there won't be room to swoosh and wiggle and swim around in a few weeks.
We're getting a new mattress FINALLY. Waterbeds are nice, but really, there's a point in time when you just have to grow up and get a grown up bed. It's a no-flip pillowtop and very comfy. It's an insert, so we can still use our waterbed frame. The darn thing cost us over a thousand dollars, and we're gonna use it until it dies a horrible death!!! :)
I'm starting to get really paranoid about this birth. I keep imagining worst case scenarious and stressing myself out. I think it's due to watching too many birth shows. I really need to start watching something else.
On the good side, new Buffy episodes next week!!! I'm so sad to see this who ending, but I'm so glad we're getting a new episode. :)
Yes, my life is rather boring.
posted by Kathy at 9:30 AM
Thursday, April 03, 2003
I'm so tired!!!! I totally need a nap, but I have to go pick Trent up in a few minutes.
Went to my OB appointment today. 20 weeks down, 20 to go!!! I can't believe it's halfway already. I'm so ready to have this baby. I'm in deep denial over this whole pregnant in August bit that I'm just going to pretend there will be no summer.
Everything seems to be great. My blood pressure is 117/67 - so it's doing fantastic!!! I've been so worried about getting PIH and preeclampsia this time around that this is really great news. No sugar so far, baby's heartrate is 159 and fundus measuring on track. :) I have the glucose test in 2 weeks, and hopefully that will go well too. I hate that though - the glucola always makes me feel so dizzy and icky.
Took the boys to the park today and we had a little picnic. It was such a beautiful day. They played and played and I think my left side of my face is sunburned.
Anyway, too tired to write much more, just thought I'd update. :)
posted by Kathy at 11:39 AM
Tuesday, April 01, 2003
Isn't this just the cutest picture?
It was the last shot on the roll and the end of a busy day of time trials at Bristol Motor Speedway. Funny how things can work out.
posted by Kathy at 7:52 AM
Monday, March 31, 2003
I suppose I should update or something. We got snow on Sunday, which was pretty neat. It didn't last very long though despite it snowing pretty hard all day since the weather prior to the snow has been up into the 70's. It was nice to wake up hearing the boys squealing in excitement over the snow.
I have an OB appointment this Thursday. I suppose I should look on the appointment card and see what time it's supposed to be, but I probably won't do that until Wednesday night or Thursday morning. I'm just feeling unmotivated. I can't believe I'll be 20 weeks on Thursday. Time flies, and yet it crawls at the same time.
This past weekend was the big Vega$ meetup for WWDN. I wish I could have gone - it sounded like a lot of fun. Plus I would have gotten to meet a lot of people I've been getting to know since August. A bunch of us called them up on Friday night - prank calls but then having the phone passed around so we could talk to different people. I got to talk to karlin, sifi, and zootnarf. I can't wait to meet them someday.
I'm not really in a good mood atm, so sorry if this seems to lack cohesion. I'm just tired of walking into the kitchen in the mornings after Trent says he's going to wash the dishes to find the dishes all still stacked on the counter. Stacked by me btw, otherwise they'd be all sitting on the stove or on the table or wherever else they were last placed. There are just days where I wish I could make him go away until he stopped annoying me. I know it's the hormones and all, but he's just lucky we don't have any cast iron skillets.
posted by Kathy at 12:08 PM
Saturday, March 22, 2003
I used to love chatting on #wwdn-bac on the undernet. Key words being 'used to'. Now it's filled with lame attempts at cyber sex or hard-core war supporters bashing anyone who dare disagree with them. According to these people, I am un-American because I do not support this war with Iraq. They want to arrest anti-war protesters, as well as a host of other, more violent ways of dealing with us. The last time I checked, the Constitution gives me the right to disagree with them. The Constitution gives me the right to protest. Start taking those rights away and we will be on a slippery slope that will make us no better than those we call 'evil' and 'terrorists'. It's all a matter of perspective. How do you think the people we are bombing think of us? As their saviours?
Then of course they start accusing me of not supporting the troops, and how DARE I admit that I was ever in the military. I totally support the troops. They go where they have to go. They are the ones risking their lives in the hope and belief that what they are doing is for the best of reasons. They HAVE to think that way, else they will not survive the ordeal. I have friends over there. My unit will be getting deployed soon, and I care for them like they are my family. I support the people, just not the cause.
I think what really irks me is that these hard-core warmongers don't really have anything personal invested in this war. They can sit back and cheer as they watch CNN - watching cruise missiles hitting their targets. They talk about how 'cool' it is to be able to see everything as it happens. They don't know the people involved. They think the enemies deaths are something to be hailed. And when they are tired of watching people being killed on CNN, they turn on their playstations or PCs and play at war and death and destruction. How can someone who sees driving a taxi cab and running down pedestrians as FUN think of war as anything other than good?
And where will these war supporters be when it's time for the veterans to come home and try to fit back into a life without guns and bombs? They'll complain about their taxes and that it costs so much to mail a letter and that these people should just get over it and stop bugging them. War isn't something that is over once one side has won. The effects last for generations - sometimes centuries.
posted by Kathy at 11:35 AM
Wednesday, March 19, 2003
Well we are officially at war. God help us.
posted by Kathy at 7:26 PM
Saturday, March 15, 2003
Well we had to go to the ER yesterday afternoon. Ethan was apparently jumping on the laundry basket and fell. He landed on his elbow and broke it. I had him sit and rest for a while afterwards - just to make sure that it was something serious and not something where he'd be off and running to play after 20 minutes. He refused to use his right arm at all, so I suspected he had injured it pretty badly. I put some ice on it and gave him some Tylenol. His poor little elbow was all swollen and he was so sad. He couldn't hold his cup to drink but luckily I found some straws. By the time Trent came home from work, the swelling in his arm had gone down quite a bit, but he was still not using his arm and crying if it moved even a little. I told Trent we had to take Ethan to the ER, so off we all went. Poor Ethan was trying to be such a brave little boy and wouldn't say 'Ow', but you could tell just by looking at his little face that he was in so much pain. Once we got into a treatment room, Ethan was given some X-Rays. They have to do both arms because he is so little that they need the good arm for comparison. I was so worried about him that I wanted to stay with him during the X-Rays, completely forgetting the fact that I'm pregnant and CAN'T be there with him. :(
While we were waiting for the doctor to come back, both the boys fell asleep. Ethan missed his nap because I couldn't figure out how to let him sleep without hurting his arm, and Dylan always protests a nap at home but actually slept a bit there. The X-Ray tech came in and gave the boys some stickers, which I held onto since they were asleep. The doctor came in and said that he had broken his arm and that they were calling in an orthopedic surgeon to look at it. Immediately I began worrying about Ethan having to have surgery, but I prayed that a cast would solve the problem.
We waited, and waited, and Trent went off to get some food. The orthopedist arrived, a bit surprised to see Ethan asleep. He asked the nurse if she had given him anything, and she said no. I told him that Ethan was just tired. Well he went over the X-rays with me (Trent was still at the cafeteria) and said that he had never seen a break like Ethan's in his 15 years. He said normally kids fall and break the elbow part that is on the upper arm. That type of break requires surgery. The type Ethan has only needs a cast. I was so relieved that my little bean-bean wouldn't have to have surgery. The doctor said he was such a brave little guy because he wasn't screaming or yelling during the casting procedure. He just laid his head on my chest and winced - tears streaming down his face. Dylan was still asleep on the bed so he missed all of this.
We went home shortly afterwards. Ethan goes back in two weeks to see the orthopedist for a follow up. He may get the cast off then, but he'll probably still have to wear it for at least another week after. We went to the pharmacy to get his medicine and came home and just relaxed. Amazing for an ER, we were there a total of 3 hours. Ethan woke up this morning just as energetic and silly as ever, and other than having to help him eat (since he broke his right arm), he seems to be doing just fine. I think Dylan is a little jealous of the attention Ethan is getting, but we're trying just to make sure that Ethan doesn't hurt his arm and not to baby him.