Week 23- Braxton Hicks

Well this week Dave had been out of town hunting. At first I was fine but I started to get really nervous to be home alone to miss him and have be a little. I also had the wonderful plan of cleaning the whole house again while Dave was away but did not have any strength to do so. Work has been crazy just dealing with some rude comments about being pregnant and how inconvenient it is for them. Normally wouldn't bother me as much but I also seem to be having a surge of hormones that are making me nuts. Add Dave being gone and you can imagine how fun I must be to hang out with. So to clam my nerves I went to the La Tomatina En Reno, America's largest food fight for Cancer. It was to be similar to the tomato fight they have in Spain every year. It was a lot of fun. My sister went with me. We made a very good team. She protected my belly and toss tomato's and I threw tomato's for both of us. We hung in the fight for about 20 mins. It took almost and hour and a half to get all the tomato's out of my hair and clean up.


I also picked up the cradle Lovebug will be sleeping in for a little while. I'm super excited because this cradle was given to my grandma when she was pregnant with my mom, then my mom used it for me and now I get to use it for my daughter. Some other close family friends and family have also used it. My cat Southpaw just loves sleeping under it. In fact he really hasn't left its side. Since I got it put together. It's nice to have this family heirloom.

Now for a little sharing of what some of my favorite comments and questions made or asked. I hope to god you can read the sarcasm above!

"Did you plan to get pregnant?" Or "oh was this an accident?" Complete strangers have asked me this question. Our you freaking kidding me. Let me ask you a question or two...."Do you know how you got pregnant?" "Oh your pregnant.. how old are you?" See two can play this nasty little game.

"How much weight have you gained?" I get this one almost everyday. Come on, there is only one person that I let get away with asking me this and that's my doctor. And that is only because he has to see the numbers on the scale. And yes I give him a dirty look every time he checks it out. Come on people do you walk up to your non pregnant friends and say gee how much weight have you gained? I don't think so! I swear the next person that asks me this question is going to get the same question back. How would you feel if some one asked you how much weight you gained. If I bring it up, that's my bad and I asked for the question but come on this is what I get "Hi, Cheryl. How much weight have you gained?" And just for the recorded. My doctor is very please with how little I have gained. I haven't really saw any difference on the scale till this last month. Dr. Klose was very happy with what he had seen at my doctors appointment on the 4th of Sept. He also was very happy that we were signed up for Labor Classes and that I was doing water workouts and was starting to look for our Pediatrician. He said "I was very on top of things and that more moms should be like me!" Yes I'm tooting my own horn. Toot toot.

Here's a good one. Aren't you scared to death of labor? Or my labor was terrible! Thanks people yes I am scared a bit about labor. Is it going to be so painful I won't make it. Will my sex life ever be the same. Are coworkers I know going to be in the room working? Sure I'm scared. And sure I get your labor was terrible and you may be just trying to prepare me but. Choose your words better. Labor is tough is a whole lot nicer then the word terrible and still gets the point across. I like how my friend Kelly explained it to me. She says "Labor", gives a little chuckle, takes a deep breath in, her eyes get real big, she exhales and shakes her head no. That's how everyone should say Labor is!

OK done ranting..now for the exciting thing that happened this week. I had my first Braxton Hicks Contraction. I was at work when all of a sudden my abdomen got really tight and had some sharp pain start radiating thought that area from the center out. It lasted just over a minute. I wasn't quite sure what the hell was happening and all I did was start taking deep breaths watching my clock. It didn't feel to hot to move so I just sat there. Coworker watching asking if I'm OK. It went away and all was fine. As I start there wondering what had happened it clicked that it might have been a Braxton Hicks. After speaking with my doctor he confirmed it. Lucky Dave called to check in about 20 mins later to let me know how the hunt was going and see how I was doing. As soon as he asked how everything was I said I just had a contraction glad you called. He said "Braxton thingy right?" I said yup don't worry. It was a little fun to hear him hold his breath. LOL.