In the chaos of the pain of pregnancy and my frustration with everything going on in my life…I actually landed a job interview. I applied for the job a long time ago, and just wrote it off that I wasn't going to get an interview or that someone else already got hired for the job. You could imagine my surprise when I received an email about going for an interview yesterday. I was excited at first, but then I realized that no one in their right mind will hire a woman who is 7 months pregnant. Keeping this in the back of my mind I went for the interview anyway (7:30am in Dallas….I had to get up at 5:30am!!!) I went in and had a brief interview and things seemed to go well. The person I interviewed with was very nice and explained the job in great detail. There would be a lot to learn, but once the job is learned it isn't very hard at all. She said that there would be a second interview w/ 3 managers/supervisors. She said she would call me with more information. I don't know if this means that I will be called back for the second interview or not. I have my fingers, toes, and eyes crossed. My mom's response to this — "You know your pregnant". Ugh. I seriously can't take it. I am going out of my mind with all of this nagging criticism. She is acting as if I am not in my right mind or have Alzheimers or something. I am pregnant, not incapacitated. I still go to work everyday, I still clean my house and run errands. I'm not a total invalid…yet.
I am so sick of the "kindly advice", "helpful suggestions", and other various comments people have been giving to me lately with regard to raising my child, being pregnant & etc. People are seriously driving nuts. Ever see a pregnant woman beat someone with a baseball bat? It might happen in the near future. I guess you could chalk it up to preggo hormones, but people have been saying things that are damn insensitive and are looking for a beat down.
Here are some of the examples of advice and other suggestions I get on a daily basis.
"GOD, you look awful, how are you sleeping at night!?" — In case you haven't forgotten I have an extra 28 lbs out front which only allows me to sleep in certain positions. I probably look exhausted because I am exhausted, but you don't have to point it out. I am aware of the situation.
"You should definately breast feed and not bottle feed, breast feeding is better for babies and formula is more likely to stain clothes" — Excuse me, last time I checked it was MY decision how to feed MY baby. If I want my baby to drink from my boob I will. If I feel like I want to feed my baby from a bottle I will. There is nothing that YOU can say or do that will change MY mind.
"Why do you want to put the baby in THAT daycare?" — I am the one that will have to drive my baby to and from daycare, I am the one that will have to pay for daycare, not you. If you don't like where I am taking the baby, maybe you should pay for a better daycare center or drive the baby there yourself.
My personal favorite: "You gained SO MUCH WEIGHT, are you sure your aren't carrying twins?" — HELLO??? I have showed everyone and their brother my ultrasound photos. I think if there were two babies in there vs. one I would be a little more forthcoming with that information.
"How much weight have you gained?" — None of your damn business.
Do me a favor and keep your damn annoying comments and suggestions to yourself. They are falling on deaf ears. I will ultimately do what I want to do anyway regardless what you say. The ironic part of this all is that most of these comments come from my family than my friends or co-workers. You would think they would be a little more sensitive to my personal feelings, but I guess that doesn't really matter. I think I'm done venting now.
I was able to get pre-registered for the hospital yesterday when we went to child birth classes. That is one less thing I need to worry about now. I am working on getting items together to have a bag pre-packed for the hospital. I am trying to gather all of the baby stuff I have in one central location…this includes books, samples, and decorations. I feel so disorganized!! I need to stop writing now because everytime I get started on a thought someone interrupts me (I'm at work) with something. To write these few paragraphs has taken me an hour because of the interruptions. Blah. Maybe I'll write more later when I have some peace or silence. Whichever comes first.
I am so sick of rain and hurricanes. Our whole area is flooded, luckily enough my house isn't, but going anywhere is pretty much impossible because nearly every road around her is closed due to flooding. If you want to take a look at the pictures Rich & I got this morning click on the link for "Michelle's Gallery" on the right or click here.
Rich and I finally decided on a name (if you can believe it). People in general have been harassing us about this since we found out that it is a girl a few months ago. It is getting rather irritating. The name that we picked out is Gabrielle Lynn. Rich wasn't so hot about this name since the nickname "Gabby" is usually associated with the name Gabrielle. He thinks the baby will be made fun of because of this. I had to endure years and years of being called "Shelly" instead of Michelle and hated it, so what difference does it make. Everyone gets teased one way or another because of their name at some point in their lifetime. At least the baby will have an easier last name to spell than I did growing up. I remember distinctly back in Kindergarten having to write out our full names on that lined paper. I had one hell of a time trying to remember how to spell HRYVNAK. Yesterday was our first childbirth class. It was ok. We did watch a video, but it wasn't graphic at all which is good. We mostly went over how to tell when you are in labor (what symptoms/signs you'll have) and how to relax. They played this relaxation tape which was absolutely horrible. It was some lady singing like a gospel song about welcoming a baby home then we had to practice relaxing each part of our body until we were entirely relaxed from head to toe. This wouldn't be so bad if we weren't sitting on a hard concrete floor! My ass and back were killing me and Rich said his foot fell asleep. So much for relaxing. Next week we have to go over more breathing and relaxation techniques and they are doing pre-registration for the hospital. They also did say they would be showing natural childbirth and c-section videos. There was a person Rich knew in the class from his old job and there is someone there that I work with. It wasn't so bad, everyone seemed pretty nice. What else is new? The house is still in shambles. I am still exhausted. It's Monday. Rich's car goes in the shop today, I am praying it doesn't cost 10 million dollars to fix. We need all the money we can scrounge up right now to redo the bedrooms upstairs and save for whatever stuff we don't get from the baby shower. I have to run now and get back to work.
Now that I have an actual working gallery I am finding that I don't have any pictures that I really want to upload to it. I have really old pictures from 00, 01, and 02, but things have changed so much since then that I don't feel like uploading them. I need to take some new pictures.
We had a mini-crisis the last two days at home. It started out yesterday at around 7am. I was sitting in the living room eating cereal as Rich was taking a shower upstairs. All of the sudden I heard drip, drip, drip. At first I thought it might be the clock ticking and not drips because my hearing isn't so good. I stood directly under the entertainment center for 5 minutes and listened. It was definately not the clock, it was drips, and since the tub is directly above our living room this caused me to freak right the fuck out. We have a drop ceiling so I tired to move the ceiling tiles to see what exactly was going on, but I was unable to move them. I waited until Rich was out of the shower and told him what was going on. He managed to lift one of the tiles out of the way and to our utter shock there was about 5-7 gallons of water being held up by a plastic sheet. Thank god for this plastic sheet invention because if it wasn't there the TV, entertainment center, etc would have been ruined for sure along with everything else in my living room. …. Anyway, Rich and I both went to work for half days…leaving the water up there for lack of knowing what else to do. Rich did end up going home earlier, around 10 and drained all of the water from up there. He said there had to be at least 10 gallons up there. Apparently there was a problem with drain pipe coming apart. Rich had his dad come down and they managed to get that fixed. However, in order to fix it they had to move the sink and pull up some floor boards. When they were nailing the floor boards back down Rich's Dad managed to hit the cold water input valve and crack that somehow which caused cold water to run into our living room. A little got on the entertainment center, and we aren't sure if it got into the TV or not so we aren't going to touch it for a week and see what happens. My living room is currently in shambles. We have everything that was in the entertainment center (with the exception of the TV because it weights a ton) sitting on the floor or on the couches, or in the kitchen. The entertainment center is in the middle of the living room. The crib is still in the middle of the living room from when my Mom delivered it….I could just cry. You have no idea.
Tomorrow I start child birth class. I am totally freaking out by having to see the natural child birth and c-section videos we are going to have to watch. I gotta go now, the idiots of NEPA are calling my name.
It's Thursday and I'm actually sitting at home as opposed to being at my desk talking to the computer morons of Northeast PA. I switched days off with one of my co-workers so I took his day off (today) and am working 8-5 Saturday for him. I was kind of looking forward to a 3 day weekend, but I was in so much pain from sitting at that desk all damn day yesterday that I figured … what the hell. Hanover Area is back to school this week!! Which means the neighbor's hellion beast children are no longer hanging around. I actually have a day of peace and quiet until they get out of school. I already baked brownies!! I hardly ever bake or cook (sad, but true…Rich does most of the cooking), but I had this urge to bake something. I also have some cupcake mix. I think I might start that up later this afternoon. Brownie or cupcake anyone? My mom brought the crib over last night and now I have two huge boxes sitting in my living room. I think that is where they will have to stay until the room is ready to be setup. We are almost out of soda, so I think that I'm going to run over to K-mart pretty soon and pick up some fridge packs there. On the way back I might stop for Chinese food. I have had this craving for Chinese food that I cannot describe since last week. So for lunch I'm going to have some veggie fried rice and a cupcake with a glass of water. I'm such a healthy eater, I could probably start my own dieting plan, "Fuck Atkins".