What a day

I was in a car accident today. Totally not my fault either. I was stopped at a red light and some guy rear ended me. It was funny as hell. Seriously, I couldn't stop laughing.

Now it wouldn't have been as funny if the dude hadn't been on a bike, but since he was indeed on a bike (just a regular old bike), it was freaking hilarious.

Yep, a dude on a bike ran into the truck while I was at a red light. I'm ok. The airbags didn't even go off. He on the other hand had some road rash and his bike looked a little dented.

Freaking hilarious.

Another Appointment

All you do when you are pregnant is go to doctor appointments. Or at least it feels like it. I had another appointment on Thursday. Same old, same old.

Stowa is growing as she is suppose to. My blood pressure was high at the beginning of the appointment but when they redid it at the end it was normal. I've been told to be on the lookout for swelling. They didn't really say what to do if I had swelling but if it's like any other pregnancy issue I'm probably just suppose to lay down (on my left side) and drink more water. We also talked about my anxiety issues but I'm told that it's normal. I disagree.

The great and powerful "To Do" list is a little shorter after this week. I got Stowa's "dresser" done. Instead of buying a dresser we re-purposed something we already had. It worked out pretty well and the price was right. I finished two of the baby blankets I was making. Nothing fancy, but they turned out cute.

I probably would have gotten more done last week but I've been distracted. There's a lot going on. To top it all off, Cuddles has been limping for almost a week. We were hoping that it was just a spider bite (we've had a few spiders in the apartment recently) but we can't find a bite mark. I shaved her arm to get a better look, but still nothing. Now she looks like she has a peg leg. She won't tell me where it hurts either. It's her cancer arm which makes me worry. Itchy wants to give it another couple days before we haul her off to a vet.

Surgery

Itchy's mom is having surgery tomorrow. Stupid cancer. Any positive thoughts that you can send her way are appreciated.

ETA: As far as we know (only talked to Itchy's dad-he's unreliable at best) the surgery went well. The entire kidney and tumor have been removed and they didn't see any other signs of the cancer spreading.

48 days

So my due date is 48 days away. Why is it that 7 weeks sound like forever but 48 days makes me hyperventilate (just a little)?

My slacker ways have got to come to an end. That "To Do" list I made weeks ago really hasn't seen much change. By the end of the week I swear I will have at least one thing crossed off.

When is this whole 'nesting' thing suppose to kick in? Out of all the symptoms of pregnancy, why couldn't I have that one?

Planned procrastination

Itchy and I were going to set the crib up this week. It's still currently sitting in the living room. Since it's leaning up against the (cat's) love seat the cats have used it as a fort. They like it.

However, our plan to set it up has been put on the back burner. I've resorted to planning our procrastination. So much easier than actually doing this stuff.

Now I just need to get Itchy to move it into the other room so that it's out of sight, out of mind.

ETA: Don't worry, Stowa will have a safe place to sleep. We have a bassinet thingy that she will be sleeping in at first. I will get Itchy to set that up as soon as I find a tent for it. Apparently, to keep the cats out we need to put tents up over everything. It'd be easier to just put Stowa in a bubble.

Sorry

I'm really glad that you don't have to tip the UPS delivery man. Or are you? Crap. Now I'm going to feel really bad if I was suppose to tip him. I'll be looking that one up on their website later.

Anyway, a lot of the larger baby items have been delivered via UPS. Not everything is that heavy but it does come in awkwardly sized boxes. Pretty much every time something gets delivered, I think about how glad I am that I didn't have to carry it up the stairs. Not that I would have, since that would fall under the category of "Itchy's job", but you know what I mean.

I felt really bad for the UPS guy today though. Poor guy (I wish he would wear a name tag, I like to know people's names) had to carry the crib upstairs today. A very heavy crib. Without any help. If there was ever a day to tip UPS guy, today would have been the day.

But you have no idea how happy I am that I didn't have to deal with it.

32 weeks

I'm 32 weeks pregnant today. I'm already uncomfortable so the thought of 8 more weeks (at least, since most first babies are late) sounds umm, less than thrilling. My "To Do" list hasn't changed much so I guess I'll be passing the time trying to accomplish that stuff.

Here's the belly picture from today:
I'm wearing the same shirt that I wore in the 28 week picture for continuity's sake. It doesn't look like I have legs in this picture but I still do. I'm just wearing black shorts today.

I'm also going to add a couple of other pictures. Be prepared for the cuteness. It's overwhelming.

Here are the blankets that my mom made for Stowa:



Those blankets are so freaking cute and soft. Totally love them.