Admit it. Despite your pseudo-bohemian appearance and vaguely leftist doctrine of beliefs, you know nothing about art or sex that you couldn't read in any trendy new york underground fashion magazine...Proto-typical non-conformist. You are a vacuous soldier of the thrift store gestapo. You adhere to a set of standards and tastes that appear to be determined by an unseen panel of hipster judges-BULLSHIT-giving your thumbs up and thumbs down to incoming and outgoing trends and styles of music and art. Go analog baby, you're so post-modern. You're diving face forward into an antiquated past, it's disgusting! It's offensive! Don't stick your nose up at me!
I’m getting induced tomorrow at 6pm.
The doctor said that it’ll probably be a C-section, but I have to be in labor first…whatever. I’m just so excited to have my baby girl.
1. I’ll be put under something too intense and it’ll knock me out and I’ll miss any time with Ellie.
2. I won’t have my own room and have to sleep by myself. As if I could sleep.
3. I bleed to death.
4. My support system crumbles. Or rather, stays crumbled. I’m still hoping for a miracle of strength right now, and I think he’ll pull through. I hope so. I don’t think he understands how much I need him right now.
5. I’m paralyzed forever from the epidural.
6. My baby hates me and screams when I hold her.
7. They won’t do the epidural in time or it won’t work and I’ll be in screaming pain.
I can’t think of anything else, but I am really excited/stressed out/freaked out/nervous/happy/apprehensive/READY.
If you are my friend IRL and you wanna come see me in the hospital, just send me a text. If I do end up with a C-section, I’ll be there for a few days. :)
So I was planning on co-sleeping but then I was reading something about SIDS and it made me nervous. What do you guys think?
So, I get to have my own music when I’m giving birth.
Basically, I need some really good music to keep me pumped and ready to push. No, I don’t want any Enya or Bach or any shit like that. I’m annoyed even imagining that kind of music, so I can only imagine how NOT helpful that will be in the room.
So. I’m thinking along the lines of Bayside, Say Anything, The Starting Line, New Found Glory (From the Screen to Your Stereo), and something else along those lines. The kind of songs where I’m like, “YEAH! I love that song! Damn it, Doctor, let’s get this baby BORN!”
If you have any suggestions along these lines, I would love to hear them. Also accepting mix cd’s from anyone willing to contriibute because maybe you have excellent taste that I need to hear.
LAY. IT. ON. ME.
I keep reading about this and its nice to know I’m not the only one…but why is the main target of our irritability and rage focused so towards the father of the baby? I feel badly because I look at him and want to punch him in the mouth at every insensitive comment like “hi, how are you?” Anyone else can chat at me about anything but the minute he asks if i would like to go swimming…I feel hardly able to control myself over the absolute certainty that he must PAY for this transgression.
Anyway, seems like most pregnant women feel this way and I was wondering how you deal with it and/or why this happens…