I am an artist, writer, jeweler, and a Spoonie. Before becoming a Spoonie I was a very busy high achieving attorney and advocate bent on saving the world. Now I'm struggle to redefine my life to fit within my reduced energy level. Some days are better than others. I have fibromyalgia, trigeminal neuralgia, and chronic daily migraine.
No way I’m disco dancing!! Well, the due date rapidly approaches. Will Otter indeed be an April Fool’s day baby? Will he spend his life loving or hating the oddness of his date of birth if he is? Will my stomach ever recover from his amazing growth?
He is Goliath! He is a big baby! However, I am going to be huge when I go into labor, so all is well. I can birth a giant child, I am a strong, well built, scandinavian lawyer! Nothing can stop me!! Monkey wasn’t small and I survived, now it’s time to birth her brother!
BTW, I will not be posting about the birth immediately after or during, but I will try and leave a voice mail message indicating that I am in labor. If you need to hear details before we contact you, you can call my mother, she is first on the call list, so y’all have my permission to call her to check on me. (Love ya Mom!!)
It is 2:40 am and I am awake because I was too hungry to sleep through the night! Yes, despite my healthy dinner of a ham and turkey wrap on whole wheat multi-grain flat bread, my high in antioxidants dessert of vanilla ice cream and pomegranate sorbet, and my bedtime snack of groaning cake and a bowl of apple sauce, I am awake and starving!!
So a nice large bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios, and a large icy cold glass of milk later I am feeling the edge disappear from my hunger.
Now maybe I can go back to bed. Too bad I didn’t wake up to, oh I don’t know, Labor!!
I was feeling very melancholy and exhausted yesterday. Ellen and I had made plans for her to come over and make a “Groaning Cake“, which is a traditional cake for labor and birth. Since the hospital won’t let us bake a cake while we are there, we decided to do it earlier and hope maybe it helped send me into labor, instead of easing my labor.However, I was feeling very tired so I called to reschedule our date.
I am so glad Ellen talked me out of rescheduling!
She arrived with the kids a little after four and had a surprise foot bath and pedicure planned in addition to the cake making. The kids played and I got pampered to the delicious smell of the cake in the oven. (I am eating a slice now, it is very good.) I even have pretty gold toenails, all shiny and sparkly!! Lee brought home chicken and we all ate dinner together. It was a really nice time.
Thank you Ellen!! There is something so meaningful about being unexpectedly pampered when you are pregnant. I feel so much better about the remaining weeks than I did before.
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