Bump Night

I'm about to dump the metal big girl bed and have hubby just buy one of those metal frames for the mattress. And even after hubby's hard work on painting it.

Annabelle LOVES to jump on beds, but she's been instructed to not jump on any bed without Mommy and Daddy in the room. However, she is allowed to jump on her big girl bed as long as she jumps on her knees.

Well, this evening, she bumped her head several times on the metal frame. And, they were pretty good bumps. And, for the majority of the bumps, she wasn't even jumping! She's quite the klutz in case you haven't figured that out by now.

So, the metal bed frame really makes me nervous. I'm afraid she's going to bust her head wide open one day.

This evening during her allotted time intervals when Mommy returned to check on her, she would immediately stand up and walk to the end of the bed to give me a big hug and kiss. She did this every time until she finally fell asleep. Each time though, I asked her to not walk across the bed because I was afraid she was going to hit her head on the metal frame.

Her response to me was, "It's a bump night!"

Apparently so! Because around 11:30 p.m., hubby heard a noise and said, "What was that?" Then, we heard crying. I ventured into her bedroom to see and hear her bang her head against the metal frame in her sleep. She was just tossing and turning as she usually does, and she kept banging her head. When I first walked in her bedroom and heard the sound before I saw her, I thought she had fallen off the bed. I felt so sorry for her as I know it must have hurt!

And, to add to this episode, I realized as I was comforting her that her pajamas and sheets were wet. Did I mention that I just washed those same sheets earlier today because she hadn't worn a diaper to bed last night? And now I have to wash them again tomorrow morning!

Sleeping in the crib was so much easier when it came to bed wetting!

P.S. I told hubby that I think God is testing me. He wants to make sure I'm ready to deal with these small details before he introduces Beebo.

Nesting?

I went into labor with Annabelle the day after I cleaned things in my house that probably have never been cleaned. Because apparently, it was very, very important.

Based on the following tasks completed today, do you think I'm nesting?

1. Emptied refrigerator completely and gave it a detailed cleaning. It was looking pretty nasty though!
2. Washed covers to glider in Beebo's room. I think I've only washed it once since Annabelle was born. I'm not sure I should even admit that on here!
3. Washed another load of clothes. Although these only had to be washed because someone failed to put a diaper on Annabelle last night before she slept in her big girl bed for the very first time. And just for the record, it wasn't me! And it wasn't hubby either! Annabelle got herself dressed for bed, so neither of us realized she didn't have a diaper on. Have I mentioned that the diaper before bedtime has never been forgotten? Oddly enough, she only wet the top sheet! But, that was followed by a full fledged, complete loss of bladder control, empty her entire bladder on my hardwood floors at 10:30 a.m.
4. Detailed cleaned the bathroom while Annabelle was bathing this evening.

And, the night isn't over yet. If only my sweet child would go to sleep, then maybe I could get something else accomplished! The bedtime routine started at 8:00 p.m. (and that was already after she had her bath and hair dried), and it is 9:30 p.m., and she's still not asleep!

I guess this will become my new blogging time since it has to stay quiet around here until she's asleep. We really need to invest in a DVR!

P.S. I am hoping by blogging the above that it will in all actuality make Beebo wait until at least Monday to arrive so that I am completely wrong about my instincts. Right now, I'm not sure I'm emotionally (or physically for that matter) ready to take on natural childbirth again. But, I'm going to give it a try.

Big Girl Bed!

Finally! And, Mommy is on the verge of tears. It is 10:12 p.m. I have a fridge to clean, a bed to make with clean sheets, a bouncy seat and swing to set up and get ready to wash in the morning (since the washer and dryer are in Annabelle's closet in her new big girl room) and thank you notes to write.

And, Annabelle is still NOT asleep. She hasn't ventured from her big girl bed yet, but every time I check on her after the allotted time interval (5 min, 7 min, 10 min, 10 min), she is wide awake and talkative as can be.

And she's singing her new favorite song, "One, two, free, four, five. Once I caught a fish alive. Six, seven, eight, nine, ten. Then I let him go again. Why did you let him go? Because he bit my finger so. Which finger did he bite? This little finger on my right." Okay, well, that does make me smile and laugh a little bit.

I cannot start on any of the above until she actually goes to sleep because her bedroom is in the center of the house. I am now thinking that Annabelle and Beebo should have shared a room!

Is this baby seriously due any day now? I'm about to wake from a dream, right?

Has anyone else noticed that a full moon is on its way? When is that due? Probably April 1st!

My Prediction

I predict Beebo's arrival no later than 3 days from today, if I'm lucky! Lucky in the sense that I have at least 3 days! The signs are all there, and it is pretty clear to me that Beebo has dropped even more.

Just three days before Annabelle was born, I had a very similar pain as to what I had today. And, I had several contractions, 8 minutes apart, with slight pain Saturday evening. And, yesterday, during our "Childbirth Refresher" course, my back started to hurt slightly.

Have I mentioned that I am NOT ready for this? Besides the emotional readiness not being there, we are not set up for a newborn in this house. For example, the following still needs to be completed:

1. Hospital bags need to be packed.
2. Swing needs to be washed and set up. It is still upstairs in the shed.
3. Bouncy seat needs to be washed and set up. It is also still upstairs in the shed.
4. Beebo's clothes need to be washed and hung. Again, they are still in the shed.
5. I need to find the "going home" outfits for either sex. If only I knew where to look!
6. Baby names need to be confirmed. Yes, I'm having second thoughts on the names.

Besides the lovely pelvic pressure, I am still in complete disbelief that we are going to have a baby living with us in a few short weeks (most likely days). This has been the most surreal pregnancy ever which is so strange since I've already been through this before.

And, I just realized that 3 days from now is April Fool's Day! Hubby and I have been joking all along that this baby would probably be born on April Fool's Day. Mostly because it has been a jokester from the very start (for reasons forever unknown to everyone else). Must be a red-headed boy just like his Daddy!

One Schizoid Cat Out!

And her black sister may soon follow! Except I think I actually have a little bit of love and sympathy for Shadow.

The schizoid one, on the other hand, I have had enough! We just set up Annabelle's big girl bed last night with new bedding and all. Beautiful!

I come home to the library to find picks in it that I had not noticed the first time. Very bothersome to me! If you've ever been shopping with me you know how anal retentive I am about finding the "perfect" one of anything I buy. I won't go into details about how extreme I am with this compulsive habit.

But, I knew right away which cat was to blame! We haven't put nice bedding on our bed since she became a part of our household approximately 9 years ago because she clawed the original bedding all up in her walking alone! Not to mention her rolling and kicking with her claws.

I can only assume that she was the culprit! And, she about sent me into labor. So, out she went!

I am so irritated about the picks and claw marks in Annabelle's big girl bedding that I am tempted to go buy another $60 quilt set just so it looks pretty for my little girl. And, you know how cheap I am, right?

Do you think the pregnancy is to blame? I don't think so. I think I've just had enough of that crazy cat. She already gives my sweet daughter evil looks! She keeps her distance from everyone but me anyway, so she can now keep her distance in the wild.

Primping

This is just one of the many things that slows us down in the mornings. She is a girl after all, so primping and attempting to be fashionably late to any and everything is the way to live.

This morning she felt the need to curl her hair before we had to leave for my doctor's appointment scheduled for 11:30 a.m. She wanted to leave the curlers in for the day, but fortunately, I won that battle. Can you imagine the looks I would have gotten in the doctor's office with her hair still left in curlers?

We have already visited my doctor with her wearing a purple tutu on one occasion.

Like Clockwork

She's like clockwork, every single day!

9:30 p.m. to sleep

7:30 a.m. to rise (despite the fact that this is 6:30 a.m. the old time from just a few weeks ago)

No relief for the Mommy! Especially considering the fact that I rarely ever go to bed until 11:30 p.m., but some nights as late as 1:30 a.m. or 2:00 a.m. I guess that is my own fault, but when else am I supposed to get anything accomplished?

I think the school bus must be waking her as she will sometimes sleep until 8:00 a.m. on the weekends, but that is rare.

I just don't understand how she goes on such little sleep without a nap or down time during the day. Maybe that explains why she is such a complete grump at 7:30 a.m. It takes her a good hour to an hour and a half to be happy. Of course, she wasn't a morning person even as a baby. That doesn't go well for her Mommy who is also not a morning person! If I am not at least in the shower before she wakes up, it is destined to be a rough day for us where we cannot even attempt to leave the house until 11:30 a.m. or later.

Why did she feel the need to change her sleep needs just as soon as I got pregnant? She started this 10 hour schedule (down from 12 hours) back when the morning sickness was haunting me in August and September.

And I'm going to have to care for a newborn in a few short weeks? I'm praying for at least one child who is a morning person. I don't think I can stand another one like me! Although, just for the record, hubby claims to be a morning person, but he's a grump in the morning when he's home on the weekends. He's pleasant during the week. Perhaps he's getting too much sleep on the weekends or perhaps it is me? LOL!