I must clean all the things….ALL THE THINGS!

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Nesting – have you heard of it?  Apparently it’s this phase that pregnant women go through – madly cleaning and organizing in an effort to prepare for baby.

I’m on baby #5 and this is my first time experiencing it.  Sure, with the others, I got their nurseries ready…organized all the clothes/diapers/baby goodies….but not like I’m experiencing with little Baby Delusional here.

It all started innocently enough.  I was unloading the dishwasher…which led to some water drips on my counter top.  I had to get a cloth to wipe it…which led to washing inside all of my cupboards and drawers…and then the front of my dishwasher…then the inside of it.  Yes, you read that right.  I washed the inside of my dishwasher.  Not only that – I did it with a toothbrush.  No lies, folks.

The next day it was my bathroom.  I woke up at 7 am with this insane urge to clean my bathroom…from the ceiling right down to the baseboards.  I even scrubbed the bathroom floor by hand.

Now – my house isn’t filthy by any means, there’s always something that needs cleaning…so after finishing my bathroom (and rewarding myself by eating dessert for breakfast) I went ahead and cleaned all the walls and baseboards in the house.  If I didn’t have to go out later that day I would have cleaned all the windows.

I’m still in this mad cleaning frenzy…It’s been nearly a week.  My eyes get all big and my heart palpitates just at the thought of something new to clean.

Wipe down and sanitize the washing machine??  YES!!

Clean out the furnace vents and covers?  Oh yes, please!

Take down all the light canopies and wash out the dust-bunnies and dead bugs?  OH GOD YES!

 

I’m sick people.  I need help.

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All these “new” things

This isn’t my first pregnancy…far from it.  I thought, with baby #5 that all the things to do with pregnancy would be old hat by now.  I mean really – other than 9 months of waiting and birth…what is there??

Apparently a lot.

People are going on Babymoons.  Really?  A babymoon?  I didn’t even go on a honeymoon!  A friend sent me a great link to a blog post about them – I agree with her 100%.

After the babymoon, you’re supposed to have a baby shower.  Not just a gathering of friends and family to help you prepare for new baby…no, these are over the top, catered events.  If you happen to stop by an online birth board, you’ll find people complaining about what they did or didn’t get.  Call me old fashioned but ever hear of the saying “Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth?”  Geeze, people, say thank you and move on.

As if the baby shower isn’t enough – then there’s a gender reveal party.  Yes…this is a serious thing where people gather (bringing more gifts, I assume) and wait around until you cut a cake that is either pink or blue inside.  I think I’d rather stay home and do laundry than go to one of these things.

AND…some women have a THIRD baby shower.  “Just to get the last few things on my registry”  I simply have no words.

The thing that really blew my mind however is something called a push present.

At first I thought this was some phone app (push notifications??) that somehow sent nice little “gifts” to a mom.  You know “Look, you’ve received a box of chocolate/bouquet of flowers/teddy bear” with a cutesy little picture.

I was wrong.

A push present is a gift you get for pushing out a baby.  Some women get new diamond rings, fancy watches…in a few cases I’ve even read of women getting a new car.

Seriously…a car…for pushing out a baby!

I don’t know what it is about this that makes me so…uncomfortable.  The thought of it just makes me feel icky.  Let’s say it’s your first baby…do you get ANOTHER new car for the second?  If not – does that mean that the next baby isn’t worth as much as the first?  I don’t get it.

After my kids were born, I was hungry…hungry like you wouldn’t believe.  I was more than happy to grab a burger and fries on the way home from the hospital.  I don’t know what I’d have done if Mr D presented me with a new car.  Probably something along the lines of “Nice…now can we grab some McD’s??”

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Back Home

I was able to get discharged from the hospital late last night.  Thank God – it’s so much nicer to sleep in your own bed.

Remember how I went into the hospital because I was having rather sever stomach issues? Well, after an abdominal ultrasound to check the liver, kidneys, gallbladder, pancreas, and both the large and small intestines, they found….nothing.

Then I went for a gastroscopy (basically a camera shoved down into my stomach) – I was put out for this.  I dreamed of visiting a Mennonite Farm while I was under anaesthetic.  How very odd.  Anyhow – I woke up and was told I have a beautiful and completely healthy stomach.

So – I’m beautiful inside, folks.  ;)

The end result – the doctors don’t have any concrete evidence of what caused the pain, but both my OB and the gastro-intestinal doc suspect that my gallbladder is aggravated by caffeine and that pregnancy is doing it’s number on it as well.

So – I’ve been told that I can no longer have my morning cup of coffee.

I shed a tear or two and then asked if I could have tea…at which point, the doctor said “Listen, if you’re thirsty, drink water.”

Oy.

Other than that baby is doing well – Moving like crazy, growing like mad, and in breech position.  I’m guessing that there’s more than enough time for him to turn around…let’s all just hope he does.

And with that – here’s a picture of my ever expanding belly.

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I’m in the hospital

I thought it would be easiest to update everyone here rather than on facebook where things often get lost amidst postings of “like this to win”, game requests, and the latest drama with that one strange friend we all keep but arent really sure why.

Also, I’m posting this from my phone which likes to change random words to jibberish for no good reason (its latest thing is to change “not” to “jot”)
So please forgive any weird spelling you may see.

So I woke up this morning with a funky feeling belly…I wont go into details, but suffice it to say that the toilet came in handy. I thought that was the end of it. Made myself a cup of coffee and went on with my day.

I’d only had about 1/4 cup of my coffee when my tummy started aching again. Not labour pains…something much deeper than that. I shifted positions, I got up and walked around for a bit, I debated eating breakfast…but decided not to in case I threw up. It was a weird sort of pain that had me guessing if things were going to ferociously empty up or down.

After about an hour, I gave up and tried going back to bed. Couldnt sleep though – the pain was too intense.

I got back up and thought the pain was due to lack of food (I’d last eaten at dinner the night before). Before I could even contemplate what to eat, the pain intensified and moved into my back. Again, I tried to patiently to wait it out thinking it was something that just needed to move through my guts.

Eventually I gave up. The pain was just too much. I had Mr D take me to the hospital.

Because im pregnant I was quickly admitted to be sure it wasnt labour (it wasn’t) and they did a fetal heart/contraction monitor to be sure. I wasnt allowed any pain meds…but was given some water which I tentatively sipped at.

They took blood work to check for liver issues – came back good. They poked and prodded and hummed and hawed. Finally, they suspected (as I had) that my gallbladder was acting up. I was no longer allowed food/drink. They gave me morphine for the pain (oh the sweet relief) and had me wait some more. OB comes in and checks things out – they want to avoid sutgery if possible…she gets opinion of the surgeon on call who wants me kept overnight for observation. Still not allowed food/water.

I’m to get an ultrasound first thing in the morning to check the gallbladder…if that shows nothing, I’m to have (I forget what they called it so I’ll just describe it) a camera shoved down my throat to peek around the inside of my stomach.

Surgery is a likeky possibility at this point. I’m told that I’m at a “good point” in pregnancy for this as I’m not too early to risk misscarriage/preterm labour, and not too far in where baby/uterus would be in the way.

So, thats where things stand right now. I’m very tired and going tobtry to get some sleep now if I can. Please keep me and Baby Delusional in your thoughts and prayers.

Peace & Love

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Say what?

 

 

Adam is all about labeling things in his invented spelling. He’s labeled all his drawers for his clothes; “shrts” “pents” “sox” and so on.

 

The other day i went to wake him for school and saw this.

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In proper English it says, “Rated M for Mature”

 

Yeah.

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