The Peanut Chronicles

Thursday, February 16, 2006

My bear loves me, even though he called me a bitch the other day (for the record, it was late and I was hungry and sleepy).

Today he flew with a student to Arcata. There, he got me a plate of ginger garlic potatoes from Big Blue café to go, a hammock baby carrier and some conditioner scented by himself to smell like lavender from Bubbles Soap Shop. Why? Because he wanted too.

Oh, and Fly Girl, the student, bought the Nut some airplane shorts at the Rocking Horse baby shop. Grrreat.

The bear is so funny. For all the hippie jokes he throws at me for being a hippie like girl (but I shower) he really wanted to get the hippie baby sling. So he did. HAHAHAHA….

Today was the last day at the internship. Maternity leave, here I come!! Perfect timing since the doc has now put me on bed rest. Well, not really bed rest but “in the morning you are to stay with your feet up for two hours and the same in the afternoon.” She told us this after I mentioned that my feet looked like an elephants feet in a short amount of time and she had me hooked up to a fetal monitor because the Nut decided to stop being so active. It was kind of cool, hearing the heartbeat… feeling the contractions and watching them print out on the paper. Oh yes, there have been contractions. And a loss of the mucus a little bit too. Ewwww…. The bed and the sun and the heartbeats almost made me fall asleep. The only real shocker was that my usually nonexistent blood pressure had sky rocketed. What is skyrocketing? For other people it’s just a little high, but for me, who usually has the nurses and docs having trouble FINDING my pressure because it’s so low, that is a little too much for them.

I don’t think Nut will come on time. I think he is going to be normal. One, they are watching the BP like hawks. May have to crack the sucker out if it gets too worrisome. Two, I put my next doc appointment for Nut (March 6th) in my calendar in pen. Everything I put in pen on the planner never happens. It get canceled or moved. Opps.

I want my body back.

Dinner tonight with the Edwards. Not feeling so hot though.