If I hear it again I might explode!

If I hear how huge I am, how big my belly is, that it has droped, and I am going to have her early, asked if I am having twins, am told I look miserable, or horrible, or that I should just keepi telling my self i look great, or how bout this one, "we could just roll you down the street", or any other of the stupid, inconsiderate, mean things people think they can say because they notice I am pregnant, I might do one of two things....either punch the person in the face, or do something really strange like, intentionally pee my pants, fake that i am in labor and request that they check my cervix for me. I am tired of being stared at every where I go. and its not just by people who don't know me. but that is bugging me too. Hey world! HAve you ever seen a pregnant lady befor? Of been taught that staring is rude? or that making comments about peoples size and weight is rude? no? well it is. and it is likely to get you a smack between the eyes from me. Here is the deal. I am not due for THREE more weeks. If I were waiting to go into spontaneous labor I could have 5 weeks left, so I would get bigger. big deal! I am actually smaller this time then the other two. No my belly has not droped. the ligaments in the wall of my abdomin are permanently stretched out. ruined, shot, what ever you want to call it. My baby is getting bigger, and there is nothing there to do the job of holding her up. so my belly sags. and sags more each day as she gets bigger. The "droping" that everyone thinks has happened has not. she is head down but not engaged. So here is my question. Why is it that people think because its a baby in there, they can say, in a tone of shock, "oh my gosh you are huge!" ? and that is soposed to not make me feel bad? I feel like saying "oh I didn't tell you I was pregnant?", or "oh my gosh so are you! you must have put on 50 pounds since I saw you last!" Well thats my vent.

So I am not sure anyone is reading this anymore. but what ever.
It turns out i know the secrets to the fire swamp....er I mean I know the secret to a perfect after noon.
1. don't ever get dressed. throw on a loose dress inside out with out and stay that way.
2. get lunch from the drive thru while still dressed in an inside out dress.
3. go home and let the kids make as big a mess as possible, put the two year old down for a nap when she is so tired she can't fight it.
4.trick the 4 year old into a nap my snuggling in your bed while telling stories, but only tell one story that goes on and on about nothing, in a really soft voice. when she complains about not wanting to take a nap just tell her she does not have to. she just has to listen to the story. slowly make the pauses in between the words longer and longer. HA! tricked her into falling asleep.
5. Fall asleep with her.
6.wake up hot, sweaty and thirsty.
7. take 15 min to get out of the bed so you don't wake the 4 year old.
8.get a drink.
9. take a cool shower.
10. drip dry under the fan, put inside out dress back on, and eat a popsicles in the silence.
Ahhhhhh! feels good.

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I am not sure if I am being a big baby, a worry wart or what. here is the story. last friday I went to the park with a friend and the kids. kelle likes to run aroud free. Normally she will stay on the side walk, but will run way to far away for me to catch up to her fast. and the second i even head her direction she will book it even faster. she was just running on the grass one minute, I had my eye on her, as I am watching she is running towards the side walk, she passes the side walk and crosses it, gets to the street and does not stop running. So I have no other choice then to RUN after her. in hind sight, there were no cars coming, so she woul dhave been fine, but she was also nearing half a foot ball field away from me and towards a parking lot. so I ran after her as fast as I could......turns out that was not a good idea for my body. when i caugth up to her and stoped, it was not good. hope its not too graphic for anyone, but it felt like my pubic bone was going to fall out of my crotch. my belly hurt and I was really winded. my friend caught up to me and made the comment that there were no cars coming and running like that would make the next four weeks (thats about how many i have left) go by alot faster. well now it is wednesday, that was friday and I have been having 3-5 contractions a day. not the ones where all that happens is your belly gets hard. but the ones where I have to stop what I am doing, concentrate on relaxing, my belly hurts, gets square shaped and hard as a rock. Saw the Dr today and she said she is not concerned about it because they are not regular, I have no other signs of labor, ie blood, fluid, increased blodd pressure...etc, and they stop if I stop what i am doing relaxe, and put my feet up. if I have more then 5 in an hour then she would be concerned. so.....here is my question. How do you wash clothes clean a house, prepare food, discipline, chase, hold, dress, change a child, without getting up? the answere is, you don't. so I get to try to pick and choose when I am ok with having a contraction. Is this tempertantrum really that important that I pick up the two year old knowing that I will have a contraction? or should I let her sit here in the heat while we all suffer, waiting for it to finish? This is really strange to me. you see I never had a contraction that I felt befor. I could feel my belly was tight, but it was nothign that stoped me from any activities. So I don't know if i am being overly concerned or not. baby is still moving all around. and sometimes I think that even causes the contractions. her heart rate was perfect today. measuring right on the big side. no suprise. the other two were almost 9lbs and almost 8lbs. everything looks great. but I will be honest. I hate the contractions. really annoying that they interupt my life, are pointless because I am having a c section any way, and they don't feel good. I can't wait to have my body to my self. even if its only when I am in the shower that no one else is touching or moving it. CAN'T WAIT!