Friday, September 26, 2008

And another week bites the dust...

Three weeks to go until my due date...

Started on the EPO last night (not orally, hehehe)... Also started on the "Birth" Bach Flower essence and upped the raspberry leaf tea. Had a quiet night BH wise, LOL, only about 6 contractions all night, but had to get up and pee three times, argh!

Am feeling quite washed out today after the birth plan meeting yesterday and all the people.

The boys are home too, so just trying to get through the day.

I have a busy weekend laid out ahead, and the following weekend is shaping up to be just as busy as well.

I guess after that it'll be fairly quiet though because the boys will be back at school and I'll be just biding time until this baby arrives. Trying to keep in mind it could be another 5 weeks or so. Seriously hoping it won't be though. Don't want to get to the stage where I have to go to the Royal Women's for monitoring - that would be a nightmare logistically but all just in that it would be something to interfere with my mindset of being home.

YS, I wonder how I'm going to go once labour sets in. The last three times I could't wait to get to hospital, even though there was no rush and we live so close by. So, I wonder if I'll feel that way this time, if maybe labour will hit and my first urge will be to pack off to the hospital, LOL... I'm hoping not.

Dave went and saw his parents last night. He didn't tell them about the baby. His mum had wanted him to come over so she could give him some stuff she'd collected for us. They were feeling bad for not having done anything for Mother's Day, Father's day and the boys' birthdays...

OMGoodness, well, they were VERY generous and I just feel awful that we haven't told them about this baby.

MIL gave us a care pack because we've all been sick. It contained: shampoo and conditioner and deodorant x2, panadol oesteo for Dave, Glucosamine with Condroitan for Dave, Fish Oil kiddie tablets for the boys, a multivitamin for all of us - oh and a huge tin of Sustagen - which Dave initially thought was formula and thought maybe our gardner (who is their garnder as well, might have let the cat out of the bag!!!), Dave also got a Black Tshirt with two white handprints on it, one adult, one child, that said "Dad and Me" (now it's not something he'd ever wear, because he doesn't wear tshirts with prints, but it's oh so CUTE!!!)...



I got a red handbag and matching purse, and suede clogs that are INCREDIBLY comfortable. I also got a bottle of Christian Lacroix (sp?) perfume, which is far too strong for me (I don't wear perfume at all) but a lovely idea anyway!



Then they gave us "holiday money" for two family outings (let's just say it's more than what we spend on groceries for a week!), and each boy also got $20 as birthday money...

So, argh, see what I mean. I was more or less pleading with Dave to tell them last night, and I could see that he knows it's wrong not to tell them, but now he thinks it's just better to do once the baby is hear (like maybe they will get over it faster with an actual baby to hold). Also, he said, we don't need the stress of them being pissed off right now, we can deal with that after the baby is born... Hmmm...

One thing though - he actually suggested himeself that we should go get professional porttraits done of the boys once the baby is here, which after the last lot and how much they cost us, he had sworn off doing again. I'd been trying to warm him up to the idea in the past couple of weeks, because while I *CAN* do the portraits myself, they wouldn't be those tacky commercial portraits the extended family love so much, LOL...

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