Why I Was Late, Series Finale

Tomorrow is my last day of work before I have the baby.  I have not “officially” decided that I’m not going back, but unless something crazy happens, I’m pretty sure I won’t be.  Yesterday was my last day of work with Mills, since he left for Colorado today. It was pretty sad.  We’ve had a fun couple of years, and I can honestly say I’ve never had more fun at any other job that I have at this one.  I will miss the daily lunches with the Ills, singing songs to Frankie B as he walks up the aisle to my desk to hang out, occasional harassment and heated Sametime debates from George, Lee in general, and really too many other things to list.  I really can’t write too much about it, because I find it all very sad; it’s truly the end of something great.  We’ll all still hang out of course (even though Mills doesn’t believe me), and there’s tumblr!  I keep telling them all that I expect them to visit me in the hospital, but I am not sure if that’s going to happen..ha!  I still can’t believe that in a couple weeks, I am going to have a baby.  She’s going to rely on Q and me for everything; how bizarre.  I know I’m going to love being a mom, and I am sure I will fully embrace retirement from office life, but it’s just a really sad transition.  Tomorrow is going to be the worst, because I am working 1-5:30, so there won’t even be a farewell lunch.

Ok, enough of that, on to why I was late.  Basically, I knew I didn’t have anything to do today, and I knew Mills wasn’t there to a) give me something to do, or b) hang out with and do nothing, so I couldn’t justify making my huge, tired self, get out of bed at 6:30.  I went in around 10.  I had lunch with some friends, made and distributed a flyer for an office fundraiser, handled a few small tasks, then set my out of office and voicemail with maternity leave messages.  It was BORING!!  Frankie came over to talk for a few minutes, but didn’t stay long; I am hoping we can visit more tomorrow afternoon.  Anyway, that’s really it.  Bummer, I know.

I hope to find a way to integrate Why I Was Late posts into stay-at-home life, but the problem is that I’m usually on time for non-work appointments/social events.  (Q doesn’t understand it either).

I'd like to take a moment of silence...

lacey:

…for Syd’s Why I Was Late posts that died yesterday. We will miss you, Syd’s Why I Was Late posts. Nothing will ever replace you….oh wait…is that a cute dog that can’t roll over?

Today is actually going to be the last day.  Yesterday was my last day with Mills because he’s off to Colorado, but my last day at work is actually tomorrow.  I won’t be “late” tomorrow, because I have Dr’s appts in the morning, and I am not scheduled to be in until 1:00.  Luckily for WIWL fans, I was late this morning, and plan to write a final installation, but it’s going to be sad, so I will have to do it later.  Thanks, Lacey!

Flipping

I can only sleep on my side these days.  The left side is recommended for pregnancy, so I try to favor that one, but I have to change it up every now and then.  Basically, the way I do this is I fall asleep on my left, then switch every time I get up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night.  Most of the time, I am too tired to remember which side I was on last, so I have to feel each side of my body for the pillow/blanket/pajama creases that are most recent.  It seems unreliable, but with all this extra weight, they’re DEEP.  Ha!

Just found it!

The sneezing thing happened in Leprechaun 2.  I knew that was too crazy for me to have imagined.

Why I Was Late

Last night, Q snored like crazy, so I didn’t get any sleep.  He’s usually pretty good about changing positions when I nudge him, which stops the snoring just long enough for me to fall back asleep, so it’s no big deal.  Last night, he was really tired, so he wasn’t responsive to my nudges, and at one point actually said the word “snoring?” like he’d never heard of it before.  It was pretty funny.  Anyway, I woke up at 6:30, but decided to go back to bed because I wasn’t going to make it.  I slept until 10:00 and made it to work for 11:00.

Side story:  Since I woke up late, I decided not to wash my hair, so I ran a bath.  In the morning, I either listen to music or watch t.v. while getting dressed.  Today, I wanted to put the tv on to break the silence, but I couldn’t find the remote.  I didn’t look very hard, because I was in a hurry, and I decided to just accept whatever channel  it was already on (we have Tivo, so we can’t change the channel without the Tivo remote).  Anyway, I switched it on and got in the tub.  The water was running, so for the first few minutes, I couldn’t hear the tv at all.  When I turned it off, I was horrified to hear horror movie music (this is precisely the feeling I was trying to avoid [I stopped watching horror movies about two years ago, because I was tired of being scared all the time…to this day, we still have clear shower curtains because I don’t ever want to be caught by surprise in the shower {not that seeing the person with the knife/gun/baseball bat coming will do me any good…I just like to see}]).  Anyway, I wasn’t sure which movie it was, so I turned the water on so I could tune it out until I was able to get out and turn off the t.v.  When I got out, I took one look at Jennifer Aniston’s face, and realized it was Leprechaun!  That movie (as stupid as it is) scared the crap out of me when I was in middle school.  To this day, if I’m alone and I sneeze, I say “God bless you” out loud so that I don’t have 3 sneezes with no blessing, because that’s what I thought summoned the Leprechaun (although, after reading the Leprechaun movie Wikipedia article just now, I have no idea where I got that from.  Maybe I am confusing it with another movie).  I hurried to turn off the tv, then luckily located the remote and switched it to the Today show (sometimes just as scary).  Then, I finished getting dressed and came to work.  Ha!

Oh no!!

My cousin Melissa just called to tell me that her daughter, Madelyn, has the swine flu.  I was over there last night!  (To make it worse, I was around my friends today, 2 of whom are pregnant, and the other 2 have newborns).  I washed my hands a ton, both last night and today, and I didn’t touch anyone’s face or hands, so I am probably fine, but I would feel terrible if I got anyone sick!  The Dr. told me to keep an eye out for symptoms, and to call them if I get any, so I can take Tamiflu.  Yikes!

I hate it when people say, "we're pregnant."

thoseareturkeys:

lizlemon:

Only one of you is carrying that child for nine months… the other one can drink.

Ha!  Not only can they drink, but they can eat without restriction, sleep in any position they like, maintain a normal figure, get in and out of bed/bathtubs without assistance, walk or stand for long periods of time without developing elephant ankles, breathe, (I could go on for days).

To be fair though, they all of a sudden have to: lift everything that needs to be lifted, bend over to get anything that’s on the floor, carry everything, put everything together, prepare meals, offer assistance to their pregnant wife anytime she needs to get up from the floor or tub, deal with general hormonal craziness and insane preparation schedules, and finally, ignore all gross and unsightly pregnancy symptoms.  I would imagine it’s pretty tough!

My cousin Natalie texted me this morning to say that her 2 year old son Trey just put a stuffed animal under his shirt and said, “Look, I’m Sydney!”

Ha!

Why I was Late

So, I’m pretty pregnant these days (if you haven’t noticed).  I have a week and a half left of work before maternity leave, and about 5 dresses that I rotate each week, because they’re all that fit.  Anyway, last night, I washed 3 of them, and put them in the dryer, but totally forgot to turn the dryer on.  I didn’t notice until this morning when I went to get one out.  The others were dirty, so I had no choice but to wait for this one to dry.  

Then, I stopped on the way to work to get a car wash (because I’m a bad person).

Guess who was early today?!

Me!  I even had to purchase an alternator and bring it (along with Q’s car) to the mechanic!  I got it all done and still got to work 25 minutes early.  Yay for me!

Weird encounter...

I was selling Mercedes raffle tickets at the mall tonight for Junior League, and I approached this guy about purchasing one.  He then asked me how much money I was making, and I told him that we’re a charity organization, and that I was a volunteer.  He said that he could make me a “better offer,” and pulled this Budweiser id badge out of his pocket.  He told me that they were looking for reps, and that the pay was great.

1.  I am 9 months pregnant, and have a huge stomach.  Did he not see this before he asked?  When I brought it up, he mumbled something about having a pregnancy group?  Maybe I misheard, because he was a mumbler, and malls are loud.  Anyway, I laughed it off.  He didn’t take the rejection well, and then took out his cell phone and pretended to answer a call while he kept eye contact and started walking away.  Very strange.

2.  Does he think I am in the market for a “better offer”?  How can you make a comparison between selling raffle tickets to support programs for children’s literacy and advertising Bud?  Did he think I was in it for the money, and just failed at finding a paying job?  I was confused by the whole encounter.

Pregnancy Update/Dr's appt recap

36 weeks, 4 days

Weight: 186lbs (again, WHOA)!

BP: 112/72

Baby’s HR: She couldn’t get a super-accurate reading, but she said it was in the 150s

Feeling: Great!  If you would have asked me yesterday, I would have said terrible (I was awake from 2:00am - 6:00am Wednesday night, and was a zombie on Thursday.  After work, I went to my cousin Melissa’s house to help with the kids [my other cousin, Natalie, Melissa’s sister, had kidney stone surgery yesterday, so Lis had all 4 kids, age ranges 18 months to 6yrs, so the feeding, bathing, homework, bed routine was easier with 4 arms.  I got roped into homework duty, and definitely remembered how much I disliked math homework as a kid!]  Anyway, I bent over one too many times, and picked up one too many toddlers, because when I got home and laid down, I felt like I had been in a car accident).  However, I took the advice of a few friends and took Tylenol PM, which was amazing.  I woke up this morning feeling like a million bucks (well, make that a 500,000 bucks with the other 500,000 in gold coins strapped to my midsection).

Cravings: milk, yogurt, Cinnamon Toast Crunch (luckily, Em discovered and told me about Total Cinnamon Crunch, which tastes enough like CTC to satisfy the craving, but with far less sugar)!

News: I got “checked” today.  I am not dilated, but my cervix is softening.  Dr. Lee said that the baby’s head is down, but that she’s still high.  It was funny, she said that she was pushing on the baby’s head, and that the baby was backing up in response.  That made me laugh.  Dr. Lee thinks I will make it to my due date, which I found out today that they have as the 19th of September (because they didn’t enthusiastically change it after the ultrasound said I was measuring for the 15th like I did) so we’re in this for about another month!  The nurse told me that when they do the ultrasound next week, if they discover that the baby is larger than 8lbs 13oz, they will recommend a c-section for my safety, and to avoid the risk of shoulder dislocation (not mine, the baby’s.  Seems obvious now, but I swear I had to think about it for a second when she said it - ha!)  So, I guess I will have more fun news next week after my ultrasound.