Jul 31, 2010

First OB appt!

Today was the first OB appt.  Well, really just all the paperwork I need to do to start with the real appointments.  It took fucking forever.  When I got there it reminded me of the DMV.  Take a number have a seat, they call you to the counter.  Then you put some paperwork in a box and the nurse calls you back to take your vitals.  I was already worked up, so my blood pressure was high, but I have a touch of white-coat syndrome, plus I was ready to fight to see the midwives.  Weight was.... ok.  I was heavier on their scale than I am here, but I was also clothed and had eaten breakfast and had my morning caffeine.  So I really haven't gained too much yet.  Yay!

Then we went back and sat in the waiting room again.  And sat.  And sat.  And sat.  Finally I got called back over half an hour past my appointment time.  ARGH.  The paperwork was pretty easy.  The nurse was nice, and since this is my third kid, plus I'm working on that midwife certification, I know pretty much all of what they're talking about.  The thing that threw me was that they wanted me to go for a glucose test today.  All because Maddie was over 8lb 13 oz when she was born.  I've never had GD, and neither Justin nor I are small people.  Why would they expect small babies from me?

So after all was done in OB we went off to the lab where I drank the goo.  We wandered around the hospital for a while, stopped by the VA so I could pick up the paperwork to apply for disability, and then sat in the lab till they had to do my blood draw.  I was amazed at how awesome the tech was.  Usually blood draws really fucking hurt.  This tech was so good I didn't even feel it.  7 vials went by really quickly.  Then we had lunch and I came home and took a nap.

Tonight we went to Anna Miller's for dinner.  It's payday and I really didn't care to cook.  Then we picked up some stuff at the mall and I stopped to look at maternity clothes.  I can tell I'll be doing a LOT of sewing this time.  Most of the clothes are fugly.  No good t-shirts.  I'll likely have to design my own and get them through Zazzle or Cafe Press.  And I'll be making some pants and skirts, too.  I need to head to Goodwill to pick some up.  I just wish my mom would send me the elastic I asked her to get.

This weekend ties up the move.  The new house is awesome.  I have a fuck ton of unpacking to do, but I need to focus on getting the old house empty and clean first.  And the girls go back to school on Monday, so I'll have plenty of downtime to empty boxes, only to re-pack them for the move to Seattle.  Yay.

Jul 18, 2010

Should go to bed

But I can't.  Justin isn't home and I can't sleep without him.  Plus there's that whole first trimester OMGSOTIREDIWANTTODIE bit, but IJUSTCAN'TFUCKINGSLEEP.


On the plus side, I got to chat with an old friend for a few hours via Facebook.  I remnded him he took me to Sleepwalkers in high school.  He says he did no such thing as he'd never take anyone to such a bad movie.  I disagreed and since I have the better memory, I won.

In between I read Hyperbole and A Half.  It made me LAWL.  She's the only person ever allowed to use MS Paint ever again.

Now I'm listening to Stupid be unable to figure out where the hell she is.  I think she has a sock.  It's really pathetic.

Jul 15, 2010

Plans, they are a-changing

Yes, they are.  

I've alluded to this in past posts, but I didn't want to say anything till we had confirmation.  We'll be out of the military sometime next year.  Justin is getting med boarded again, and this time we and the drs agreed that asking for medical retirement is the best idea.  The bipolar disorder and PTSD are pinging off of each other too badly.  The drs are writing up the package, and it will go to the med group by the end of the month.  Then we have a looooooooong wait.  It's taking 6-8 months from the time it hits bif Air Force.  Then we get 90 days to out-process.  with any luck we'll make it to next July, Justin will get his next installment of his bonus and we'll be able to use it in our move.  

What move?  The one to Seattle!  We decided Seattle was the best place for us.  It's a big city, there are a lot fo opportunities for me as an artist, and Justin can go to UW for his psychology degree.  

I've also kind of changed my plans a bit.  I've been kicking the idea around of going back for a Masters, but I can't decide in what.  I love art history, but what the fuck am I going to do with it beside join all the other art historians at Starbucks?  I'e been looking at midwifery school for a while now.  I'm really passionate about the state of childbirth in our country (as in it SUCKS).  I was going to go to doula training, but hen I thought about it, I realized I should do the deliveries, too.  I was stuck, though, because I don't want to be a nurse, then go through midwife training.  Well, in another stroke of the Universe deciding my fate, I found out that Bastyr University combined with the Seattle Midwifery School to create the first MS in Midwifery in the US!  It's expensive, and I need to take some pre-reqs, but it's totally something I want to do.  I really believe in it.  And while I'll always be an artist, I can do a lot more good helping women give birth naturally and intervention free than I can ever do with my art.  

So that's where we are.  I'm pretty happy with the recent developments.  I'm finally starting to settle about the Ninja Pirate, too.  I think that's more because Justin is crazy supportive of all my choices with this one, and I know we're going to do just fine in Seattle.  Friends are coming out of the woodwork, inviting me to go all over as soon as we get there.  The Hive is amazing.  

Jul 10, 2010

Rocket ass!

I have been farting uncontrollably all night.  And not with confidence.  I actually sharted earlier.  That was wicked fun!

This stomach flu can go.  I'm trying to decide if it's the stomach flu or the Ninja Pirate causing the nausea.  He may also be causing the gas, but I have a feeling since it is sometimes accompanied by other things, the gas is the stomach flu ending.  At least the farts are satisfying now.  Before, not so much.

I am easily entertained.

The Ninja Pirate seems to have stolen all my knitting mojo.  I can't do the shawl I want because I'm having trouble counting past 5.  This is normally not a problem.  I can generally have a chart memorized within one repeat.  Of course this one has the devil's nipples, aka nupps, which seem to throw me completely off.  I have to do them every 16 row, so I'm failing to see why I have a problem.  Maybe I'll go knit some soothing stockinette.

Not much knitting for a while.  We finish the paperwork for the new house this week and do the final walkthrough and get the keys on Thursday.  YAY!  We can start moving right away.  It looks like this weekend I'll be getting some stuff packed and buying some 20 gallon Rubbermaid bins.

I'm also considering going to the casting call for Battleship.  They're filming here in Sept/Oct and need 3,500 extras.  It's looking to be an absolutely awful sci-fi flick based on the board game of the same name, so why not?  The first calls are for military family members, which is me!  And I'll be here in Sep/Oct!  It starts at 10 tomorrow and again at noon on Sun.  Haven't decided which I want to go to yet.

Jul 9, 2010

Dear pirate,

Please to stop with giving me the nausea and the gas.  You are merely a millimeter long.  That is MUCH too tiny to cause these problems.  Your two older sisters give me enough headaches.  Make this last pregnancy easy on me, please.  I promise when you make landfall I will give you boobs and warm blankets made of lovely cuddly yarns.  You will like them, I swear.  Just stop with the problems.

your ma

Jul 8, 2010

Dear Pants-shrinking Gnomes,

STOP SHRINKING MY GODDAMN PANTS. I don’t want to be wearing maternity pants when I’m not even 2 months along. For reals. I know this is Sprog #3, and my abs aren’t what they used to be, but for the love of God, I want to be able to wear real pants for a while longer. Stop coming to my house, stealing my jeans and taking them in at night. Stop using my dryer. How the hell are you tall enough to reach the dials anyway?
Give me my real pants back and I won’t be forced to sic the cat on you.
Who am I kidding, the cat won’t do shit. Just stop with the shrinking already.
No love, 

It's official!

I went in for my blood test today and it's official- I am indeed knocked up.

The nurse was kind of a bitch when I talked to her on the phone, but when I met her she wasn't so bad.  I'm already getting the scare tactics, this first one being that I can't see a dr off base without moving down to Tricare Standard.  That means co-pays I'm not sure we can afford.  I found out Tripler has a midwife program, which is a good thing.  I DO NOT want to be seen by the OB's there.  The midwife program bypasses them and is still covered by Tricare Prime.  You have to meet certain requirements, the main one being "having a low risk of needing intervention during birth".  I meet that requirement!  Not only do I not need interventions during birth, I don't WANT any interventions.  No forceps, no drugs, no IV, not a goddamn thing.  I plan to fight to get there if I have to.  It helps that my babies basically just fall out anyway.

I'm still having misgivings about this kid....  I'm happy, don't get me wrong.  But this some of the crappiest timing I've ever seen.  We're getting out of the military beginning of 2011 and we're not sure if it'll be a medical retirement or not.  No idea if I'll be giving birth here or in Seattle.  It's all so up in the air it's making me crazy.

Plus the cravings have started.  Certain things just sound good.  Tonight it was a roast beef sandwich.  I'm really glad we had some in the house.  Yesterday I was vomiting from the stomach flu, but before that it was pineapple and guacamole.  I'm hoping this isn't setting me up for the rest of the pregnancy.....  :p

Jul 5, 2010

Jesse got married!

Gina Jesse preview
Originally uploaded by durabledora
Here's one of my favorite photos from the wedding. I have about 600 to go through, so the pic spam will have to wait. :)

Jul 3, 2010

Pirate, ahoy!

We have a new pirate joining the crew.  Landfall is expected March 10, 2011.