I'm 38 weeks, 1 day pregnant.
I'm tired.
I'm possibly a little cranky.
We had a snowstorm in Colorado Wednesday and Thursday.
Kylie helped shovel snow without griping about it. I consider my parenting work to be a moderate success.
Lulu has begun to focus on art more than TV for entertainment. While this is fantastic and I continue to encourage this behavior I am a little tired of writing the stories to her little art projects when every fiber in my being is begging for a nap.
Micah and I had a very serious conversation about buying Lulu an Iphone for Christmas because she loves to play with the YouTube feature on mine and that + headphones = at least 30 minutes of silence.
We decided against it.
My midwife informed me yesterday that my no later than date is November 19th since she is on call for Thanksgiving and does not want to induce me then. That means if I go to 41 weeks (which would be November 19th) they will induce me the day after. While I'm not looking forward to induction if I can help it, it's nice to see a light at the end of the tunnel.
I have a cold.
Here is a picture of Micah and Kylie shoveling the driveway.
I am hiding safely in the garage. It's good to be pregnant. I guess.
The kids are supposed to go over to Brian's house on Sunday for a sleepover. Kylie is protesting vehemently. I'm torn on the issue personally. On the one hand, he raised her. Regardless of legal whatever, that's her dad. And the reason she doesn't want to go is because he wont let her wear black clothing.
On the one hand, I get that this is who she is and it's a phase and the more you fight something like that the more she wants it and rebels against parental rules. So I want her to be who she is today, even if it isn't who I would wish for. He disagrees. So on the other hand, do I force her to go somewhere where she isn't allowed to be who she is (within reason) or do I allow her to tell the man that raised her for 14 years to forget all about her and that she gets to be in charge because he didn't formally adopt her?
We are packed for the hospital and only because Micah made me. If this stuff was left up to me I would show up at the hospital with a pillow case full of movies and a pair of pants wondering what else I was supposed to bring.
Lulu is going to be Wall-E for Halloween. This is possibly the best costume ever as Wall-E is essentially a foam box with goggles. That she can wear over her coat. Hurray!
Kylie seems to have decided against going trick or treating. Be this a lesson to you Brian. When you told her she couldn't go it was the thing she wanted to do most in the world. When I told her she could go her interest in it waned and now she wants to hand out candy. Just sayin'.
Overall, still pregnant and probably not going anywhere anytime soon.
But feeling very smug about my parenting right now. I'm sure God will show me humility soon but if he could just let me have a few more minutes of being superior that would be great.
Ruthie Growing Rapidly
11 years ago
1 comments:
Yes, yes, pride in parenting is very dangerous, Lacy...especially with one on the way. Colic, anyone? But it's also such a great feeling to be able to enjoy your children, especially when you know you've put a lot of work into their training.
By the way, if you do find some place that sells legit ways to get 30 minutes of silence and/or sleep, let me know. I'll take out a loan if I have to.
I'll be praying that in some way you'll be able to cherish these last days with the baby inside you. I always miss it. I can't wait until your blog includes baby pictures!
elisa
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