13-7-2009 - Insanity

My mood while writing this blog: Nuttier Than A Christmas Fruitcake

Okay so today I went to the bathroom and I mean out of NOWHERE I swear I did not feel it coming at all....but i just start squalling like a baby! I mean tears, hollering, snot flying, couldn't catch my breath. I cannot remember too many times in my life that I have cried with that intensity,...let alone for seemingly no reason whatsoever. It got SO bad that I was huffing and puffing to the point that I threw up. Good thing I was already in the bathroom!

The crying wasn't like from the pain or anything, even though the pain in my body is so rediculous I am about ready to sell my soul for some Morphine, (God forgive me)....it was just hormones I guess.

Anyhow, this went on for about 40 mins.

Once I calmed down I ate half of one of the tiny watermelons, read a couple articles in Todays Christian Woman Magazine that came in the mail today and I put on some clothes.

I guess the nesting bug bit me because I set up the Pack N' Play in my bedroom and then went outside and attacked the Jeep. I boiled/steriled all of the baby bottles and nipples and put those in ziplock bags in the cabinet this past weekend by the way.

I vacuumed the Jeep for over an hour and then shampooed the interior, carpets inside of it, reconditioned the leather parts on the seats. It looks as close to brand new as it has ever looked since the day we bought it. I also should mention I used the brown hospital Lysol to do all of this cleaning with. Yes, its official, I am a nut, I sterilized the Jeep!

After I was done doing that I installed the carseat and loaded the hospital bags into the back.

Now I hurt worse than I did if you can imagine that. I am waiting on the psycho pregnant chick to return with the crying and puking and snot flying etc. etc.

Yes I am still pregnant. No nothing has changed. I still have gobs of mucousy, boogery looking crap coming out of me and Braxton Hicks every 5 mins or less etc. But nothing that has not BEEN going on for many weeks now.

On the positive side, I do feel accomplished. I am ready. Nothing is left to do but get this baby outta me! And take a shower after all of the sweating I did today. Peeew!

At the moment I am trying to resist the urge to change my answering machine message and voicemail on my cell phone to something mean. I am sick of the calls asking if I have had the baby yet. I mean seriously, what in the heck makes family think that I would have had the baby and just be chilling out and not tell anyone. I know they THINK they are being supportive, but NOBODY wants this baby to be born more than I do. NOBODY feels worse for me THAN ME. The last thing I want is to have to entertain those selfishly motivated phone calls all day long.

I am gonna go wash my hiney and then I am going to McDonalds and I am going to order the most unhealthy thing on the menu and add extra cheese to it.