31-5-2011 - MIL, DH & Check Up! Arrrggggh!!!

My mood while writing this blog: Happy as Larry

MIL, DH and Check Up! Arrrrgggggh !!!

Hello all you MILFs and MILFS to be out there! I am in an exceptionally good mood today, surprising considering how tired I am!

So, I have a few things to share so bare with me! I shall relay it all in order.

Friday Night

I went bowling with my best friend, we had sooo much fun. That’s all I have to say.

Saturday

I cleaned the house top to tail – one of my many arrrggghhh this house is filthy moments! Anyway, once it was done I got in the urgent desperate mood to set up the nursery. As some of you know I picked out and lay buy’d the furniture ages ago and my in laws were paying it off as a gift to us. Well, I was so sick of waiting. I made DH ring his mum and arrange for her to pay it off so I could pick it up that same day. I felt bratty and a bit selfish, but dammit, I was ready to set the room up, I wanted to set the room, I HAD to set the room up!

So, MIL and I went to the store and OMG what happened next left me in tears. We were walking around and MIL was like “you’ll need this, and this, and that, and two of those” …. I broke down in the store! I couldn’t believe she was being so generous. I mean I could as that what his family is like, so giving and caring, but it all overwhelmed me! I cried and gave her a big hug!

We then drove round to the back where the storemen loaded my 4x4 to the brom with furniture, bedding, linen, toys and clothes! It was awesome!

I then drop MIL at home and things go a little south! She tells me that she is very worried about Scooter my cat. She is worried that he will smother the baby and it is her greatest fear! She thinks getting the cat was worse thing we could have done and wants me to get rid of him… Yeah OK, never mind my 60kg Rottweiler who is not very friendly and I am sure would love to snack on children if we let him …

OMG ladies, I lost my shit! First of all DH bought me scooter 18 months ago when I was struggling to overcome our loss and realized our likely long journey to parenthood due to fertility issues. Scooter is more than my cat, he symbolizes so much for me and for all intense and purposes, he is my baby!

Anyway, I started yelling at MIL. “You think I need this stress – stop saying stuff like that – how irresponsible do you think I am – I am not stupid” etc. I spent a good 10 minutes justifying how I will ensure the baby is protected from the cat.

Don’t get me wrong ladies, I know cats have been known to sleep in cots and tragically smother children, but the fact is I don’t allow the cat in the baby’s room now so as he doesn’t get used it. I will close the door (which has a safety catch) every time the baby is sleeping – first ensuring the cat hasn’t snuck in. When bubby is awake it will be in a bouncer / play matt with my constant vigil.

ARGH! After such a wonderful day she royally pissed me off!

**IF any of you have had newborns and cats, please let me know about your experiences and what you did to ensure the worst didn’t occur**

Saturday Night

My besty and I put together the nursery furniture and put the clothes away etc. I asked DH for his opinion about room set up but he was pretty nonchalant about it. Basically he said (which is the truth) 80% of the time I will be the one using the room, feeding, changing bubs etc so it is important for me to set it up in a manner that will be functional for me!

He did have one brilliant idea though! Let’s get a giant pot and pot plant for the corner of the room? DH now has a big bruise on his arm from my punch! Ladies, have you ever heard of such a ridiculous idea?! Good idea if we have a mansion and the kid’s room is large enough, but for now, in our quant modest house, it would stand out like donkeys balls! LOL!

Second to his epic fail plant idea, DH questioned why I took all of “his” stuff out of the cupboard. You should know ladies for the last 8 years; this baby room has been a junk storage room”. I explained that this room is no longer our junk room; it is our child’s room. Our child who will need its own space, hangers, drawers and belongings. I explained I do not want our child to be crammed into whatever corner of the room it fits in around all our mess.

DH laughed saying things like “it is going to be a few years before baby knows this is its room and cupboard etc. For now my briefcases and bike parts can stay in the bottom of the cupboard. Baby will not know”.

ARGH! How hard is it to understand you stupid man, something inside me is demanding that this room be turned into the baby’s room and NOW! I cannot have you’re crap in here! I need it to be perfect!

Ahhh hormones! X

Needless to say, I won the battle! He may not know it, but I have! I have found new homes for all his shit :-)

**I’ve added a couple photos of the décor – the room itself is yet to be completed – I need to add the wall decorations and get something to put on the chest of drawers**

Sunday

DH took all the cardboard boxes to the paper recycling plant near us. We were unloading the boxes from the boot when, completely my fault, I stepped back and tripped on the curb and fell on my bum! I was in so much pain in my hands as I used them to break the fall. DH didn’t help me up, because his hands were full, but he did ask if I was OK.

I gave him the silent treatment. I continued to unload the car then sat in the passenger seat, not saying a word. DH gets in and asks what’s wrong.

Then it happened …. Tears welling in my eyes ….. throat thickening and closing up …… I explode into a fit to tears and anger! It hurt so bad but it was ALL his fault. (Mind you he was no where near me and I tripped through clumsiness). I am yelling at him “You got in my way – it were shoving me with the boxes – you distracted me” Blah Blah Blah!

I’ll say it again ladies; Ahhh hormones! X

And finally, to finish my blog:-

Tuesday

Off to my 24 week appointment. Let me sum it up.

• Couldn’t find a park
• Waited 2 hours to be seen
• Was seen by a numb nut midwife who wasn’t normally there but was asked to cover some patients as they were so far behind

Reasons why I thought she was a numb nut

• She couldn’t find the heartbeat - someone else came in and founf it first go!
• She couldn’t tell which direction the baby was in. She said it was too small to determine. I asked how that was possible when at my 20wk checkup they felt the head and bum etc and told me where it was sitting.
• She referred to my baby having a genetic disorder “turners syndrome” – which was in fact my previous pregnancy loss.
• It took her 3 goes to do my blood pressure – no idea why
• She dismissed all my questions about sore breasts, puffy hands and a rash I have.
• She wrote all the notes in my history section rather than the current
• She incorrectly filled out the pathology request forms.

Ladies, it’s all trivial, I realize, but I have built a lovely report with the other midwives I see that she just made me flustered! She didn’t appear inexperienced or flustered, she just seemed dumb!

Anyway, she went through my blood results from when I was in emergency last week and I have very low iron levels. She explained this is likely to be the reason why I feel so tired. I am now on 20 milligrams of liquid iron supplement per day.

I can’t wait to see if it does improve my energy as I am sick and tired of being so tired!

After this appointment I was scheduled in for the Glucose test at 28 weeks and also for the birthing/parenting classes.

All up I am attending 6 classes:-

1. General Seminar, get to know you, what now type session
2. Labour One
3. Labour Two plus hospital tour
4. Breast Feeding
5. Newborn & Parenting
6. The family at home

Thanks for reading ladies.

Love to you all, as always x