AmniooooOH BOY.

I had my amnio today.

My darling son would NOT STOP MOVING, so they had to manuever that ginormous needle around him....while plunged into my belly.

Translation?

Pain. Labor Contractions. WOAH.

So after being admitted, hooked up to a monitor, and my uterus calming down, I was finally sent home.

As they were discharging me, I got the results of the amnio...

Owen's lungs are mature and raring to breathe. He is also 10 lbs.

The nurses kept calling him the "Wild Child" because he wouldn't stay still to be monitored, and if they pushed too hard on my belly, he started kicking.

FANtasTIC.

I'm going to give birth to a 10 lb Tasmanian Devil.


(If you listen closely, you can hear faint guffawing from the sky)

While on the topic of my little monster--


I've started a picture blog to document the coming awesomeness that is our son.

BEHOLD:

http://lookathowcuteiam.blogspot.com


Check it out! I hope the blog will be a great place for our friends and family to check out pictures of Owen as they come...which they will in DROVES, I'm sure!

Please Note--

Owen's pictoblog will not be connected to this blog.

Becaaaaaause, this blog contains language and situations that may not be suitable for grandparents...or great-grandparents, etc.


Okay, well that's it for the moment!


Oh, wait. One more thing....

Owen will be here on WEDNESDAY.

!!!!!!

Let's start from the top...

Hello, friends and family!

As you know I started this blog to document my journey as a Mommy and O's journey was he grows, buuuut

As he is not quite here yet, we'll start from the beginning...

Conception!!!!

(it's amazing what a romantic dinner will do...)





Hurray! We're having a BABY!




It's a Boy!!!!!!
(Our 20 week Ultrasound)








Meanwhile, I'm getting Bigger.....



...And Biggger....




(But so is our monkey...33 week 4D Ultrasound)








Finally, about.to.POP.








We are soooo ready for it!

Pictures of our little man coming sooooooooon!

Sitting upright hurts, so this will be short.

And it's hard to use a laptop when you no longer have a lap...or cuddle with a cat, which pisses our cat off to no end.

She gives my belly dirty looks, I kid you not!

Anyway, I'm pretty much on life-lockdown these days. I can't really get up and down without assistance, and anything longer than a short walk to and from the car requires a wheelchair. This is not conducive to getting anything done.

{I won't try to lie and say that I'm at peace with this.}

I had an OB appointment today. The baby is perfectly healthy and getting bigger.

SO AM I. The weight is going on like gang busters. I've officially gained 25lbs.

The number the nurse read made me nauseous.

In addition, I have an amnio on Monday to check How Owen is doing, and more importantly, what his lung function is like.

If they're strong enough, they may consider delivering him earlier than the 5th of November.

My back and joints would be stoked!


In other news, I had my 2nd shower this last Saturday. It went well, but I was bummed because unfortunately, a lot of people couldn't make it.

Things are hectic for everyone these days, so I completely get it. Everyone seemed to have a really good time though, and Owen got another BOAT LOAD of adorable baby clothes.

I still haven't found a place to put all of the clothes from his LAST shower, so things could get hairy--but you know, in a fashionable way.


I will try to post again on Monday after the amnio.

Fingers CROSSED, everyone!

I realize that I shouldn't have yelled at the CSR, but...

I just lost it.

If it's not ONE thing it's another, and why aren't they ever good things?

Because. THAT'S why.

I logged onto our bank accounts today, to make sure that all of the bills that are going to go thru this week without overdrawing us.

Just barely, but we're used to that around here...

Then, I decided that I should check our credit reports. I don't know why, as I hadn't gotten any alerts, but hey--better safe than sorry.

SORRY IS WHAT I TURNED OUT TO BE.

There's a delinquency on the report.
A $500 hospital bill that had been sent to collections.

How could that be? I don't remember getting a bill....

So I call the collections agency. They can't give me any details about the bill other than the hospital it originated from and the balance.

I ask them why I wasn't notified, as they have my address and info.

The lady on the other end of the line did not have an answer.

Then she asks me if I want to settle the outstanding balance today....

That's when I start crying and kinda flip out:

YOUWANT500DOLLARSFROMMETODAY? IDON'THAVE500DOLLARSTODAY. ORTOMORROW. IAMPREGNANTUNEMPLOYEDUNINSUREDAND500DOLLARS ISALMOSTHALF OFMYHUSBAND'SPAYCHECK! SHIT!!!

Ignoring the tirade, she then asked me if I could pay $100 a month until it was paid off.

I collected myself, transferred a hundy from savings, quickly made the payment over the phone, hung up and started sobbing.

I feel like we're never going to get ahead.

Oh, you wanna know what they charged me 500 bones for?

Someone to shine a light in my eye, say "oh, it's a minor scratch on the pupil," had me a little sample tube of antibiotic ointment, and send me on my way.

I never got a bill, because we moved into my ILs like 2 weeks later, and EVEN THOUGH I forwarded all of our mail, the hospital never forwarded, and just bounced back to them. And then they helpfully bounced it on to a collections agency.

Follow the bouncing Ball O' Debt. When you get to the end of the page, please empty your savings account!

I love being a grown up.


In baby news, Owen is GINORMOUS.

Based on his size, he's measuring at 38 weeks instead of 35. He weighs almost 8 lbs.

But he's totally healthy and my fluid level is staying stable.

According to the perinatalogist:

"Some people just make big babies."

This is my husband's fault, I'm sure of it.

I love my son, but he can't be born fast enough.

I want him out!

(Does this make me a bad mom?)