Still no baby.
2 days away from my due date & still no butterball. That's what I've been calling her lately. My Thanksgiving plan is to have dinner with the in-laws everything but the turkey & then come over here for dessert or whatever, that is if I'm not at the hospital in excruciating pain yet. I don't know why but it's really damn hard to get the 401k money from my old job rolled over into my current job's plan. I just want the damn money in there already. I thought about withdrawing it but I was told when I called a representative 40% of it would go to the IRS. Fuck that those bastards take enough of my money. Gas prices have risen 10 whole cents in the past 2 weeks. There's no need for this! It's too warm outside for the middle of November. I wake up sweating every night cause it's like 50 degrees at night there are no leaves on the trees & it's too fucking warm! I have all the windows wide open at home too. Ugh, I'm in a mood today.
I don't really like my obstetrician. He's a nice guy but I don't really see him that often, I usually see someone else at my now weekly check ups but I'll never forget where I was & how I felt the day I got the diagnosis of DS. He wasn't very sensitive about it because one he's a man & what the fuck to they know about women's feelings & two doctor's are all business. What's the use of being a great doctor if your people skills suck? When my mom had her miscarriage her doctor was so insensitive. She told me today she remembers him saying 'what are you so upset for it was just an egg.' I wanted to cry that's a terrible thing to say. Even though the fetus was only at 8-10 weeks gestation when she lost it it was still a life & she had to mourn the loss. It would kill me to lose my daughter even though I didn't want to get pregnant the thought of losing her kills me.
Some people don't like their in-laws or don't get along with them but I do. I love them, Phil's family is a lot like my family, his mom reminds me so much of my mom. Jen is getting so excited about the baby she calls me to see how I'm doing & stuff. I saw my friend Sarah on Monday & hopefully I'll see her again tomorrow for lunch or something. Might as well go out while I still can. Tuesday Phil & I saw Saw 3. It was just as creepy & wierd as the first 2. It's day 6 of Phil's fight to quit smoking. He's trying like hell with lozenges & I hope he can succeed. It's never been more important than it is now. Last night we moved his most prized posession into the apartment- his record player & most of his records. Everything fit in pretty well, I was skeptical but it works. Sometimes I watch the Greg Behrendt show & a point was made on todays show- when it comes to relationships, a man is happiest when he has his own space in the house. When we get a bigger place next year a portion should be dedicated to Phil's personal space. He wasn't very happy living with me at first because I had a lot of stuff & he didn't have much. I still have a lot of stuff & there's baby stuff but he's been able to move in most of his stuff. The apartment was mine in the first place & there are tell tale signs it still is & I feel bad but there's just not much room. It won't be that much longer until we move & then he can have a say in the decor.
My grandfather, who used to be healthier than all of us, isn't doing so good. He needs a hernia operation which he was supposed to go in for tomorrow but the surgery was postponed 2 weeks because he's got a sinus infection. He also has double vision & bad headaches, the double vision is a complication from his diabetes & the condition won't improve for another 3 months. He hates just lying around he's normally very active & now he can't drive, my grandmother has to drive him where he needs to go to appointments & she hates to drive. I hate it too. Please God, take care of them.
I don't really like my obstetrician. He's a nice guy but I don't really see him that often, I usually see someone else at my now weekly check ups but I'll never forget where I was & how I felt the day I got the diagnosis of DS. He wasn't very sensitive about it because one he's a man & what the fuck to they know about women's feelings & two doctor's are all business. What's the use of being a great doctor if your people skills suck? When my mom had her miscarriage her doctor was so insensitive. She told me today she remembers him saying 'what are you so upset for it was just an egg.' I wanted to cry that's a terrible thing to say. Even though the fetus was only at 8-10 weeks gestation when she lost it it was still a life & she had to mourn the loss. It would kill me to lose my daughter even though I didn't want to get pregnant the thought of losing her kills me.
Some people don't like their in-laws or don't get along with them but I do. I love them, Phil's family is a lot like my family, his mom reminds me so much of my mom. Jen is getting so excited about the baby she calls me to see how I'm doing & stuff. I saw my friend Sarah on Monday & hopefully I'll see her again tomorrow for lunch or something. Might as well go out while I still can. Tuesday Phil & I saw Saw 3. It was just as creepy & wierd as the first 2. It's day 6 of Phil's fight to quit smoking. He's trying like hell with lozenges & I hope he can succeed. It's never been more important than it is now. Last night we moved his most prized posession into the apartment- his record player & most of his records. Everything fit in pretty well, I was skeptical but it works. Sometimes I watch the Greg Behrendt show & a point was made on todays show- when it comes to relationships, a man is happiest when he has his own space in the house. When we get a bigger place next year a portion should be dedicated to Phil's personal space. He wasn't very happy living with me at first because I had a lot of stuff & he didn't have much. I still have a lot of stuff & there's baby stuff but he's been able to move in most of his stuff. The apartment was mine in the first place & there are tell tale signs it still is & I feel bad but there's just not much room. It won't be that much longer until we move & then he can have a say in the decor.
My grandfather, who used to be healthier than all of us, isn't doing so good. He needs a hernia operation which he was supposed to go in for tomorrow but the surgery was postponed 2 weeks because he's got a sinus infection. He also has double vision & bad headaches, the double vision is a complication from his diabetes & the condition won't improve for another 3 months. He hates just lying around he's normally very active & now he can't drive, my grandmother has to drive him where he needs to go to appointments & she hates to drive. I hate it too. Please God, take care of them.