My children go back to school in 2 weeks. This brings tears of excitement to my eyes. As much as I love them (and I really do) I am ready to miss them. I will have 3 of the 4 1/2 in school full time. School mornings are crazy and hectic and sometimes I feel like 12 red bulls wont get me ready fast enough but we always make it. They need more structure than my tired pregnant self can provide. I can toss a ball back and forth to the 2 year old all day but the older crew wants adventure that I am currently incapable of. I mean for heavens sake they had swim team and basketball. They've been to water parks and movies and friends homes and a short trip up north and yet they look at me and say "What are we going to do today?!?!?!!". I've tried to convince them that "Mommy spa day" is very fun and full-filling but they just aren't buying it. School gives them structure and challenges their minds but most importantly it wears them out!
I see this look of anticipation and excitement in the eyes of other Mother's too. When a Mom is at the grocery store and a child is screaming for candy, I see the wheels turning in her head that in 2 weeks they'll be gone for 7 hours, everyday, for many many weeks. I know that there are Moms who will say I'm mean but...I doubt they'll be many. The people at Staples wouldn't of made that fabulous back to school commercial if I was the only one. I don't give myself that much credit. I know that I'll miss them and feel like time slips by too fast and these are our golden years together but then we'll have fall break and I'll be ready to send them back in no time. I'll savor these 2 weeks and I'll enjoy them like I always do but I still have the daily countdown in my planner and sometimes that gets me through the day.
Monday, July 27, 2009
Friday, July 17, 2009
Peeing on ones self and other pregnancy perks
Every pregnant woman I know has peed on herself at one point or another. Even after pregnancy you pretty much lose bladder control and any mild sneeze or scary movie can have you running to the bathroom in a panic. Is it a lot? A little? Do I need to change? I'm only 27 I can't wear diapers!!!
I personally have embraced this part of my child bearing years. My first true incident of peeing on myself didn't even involve the actual act. My first child Avery was a rather large baby. I would learn only after my delivery that his father was also large and also had a very very large head causing his Mother to have a cesarean. I personally believe that maybe on the first date a man should mention this tidbit. "I like long hikes on the beach, soft rock music, and oh yeah my head was so huge upon delivery that they cut my Mother open and had to use the jaws of life just to extract me from her womb". Anyways I digress...so Ave, large headed boy wonder, decided to "drop" 6 weeks before his due date making me severely uncomfortable and giving me the unsightly ability to waddle. One day my Mother, Sister, Husband, and I are sitting at Starbucks enjoying a relaxing afternoon when I feel a slight gush of water "down there". My Mother proceeds to tell me that my water could not have broken because it would be a huge gush and a puddle would glisten below. I novice Mother to be believed her. I continued to believe her for four hours! I reconsiled that I had just completely lost the ability to control my bladder and this was a sign of the times to come. Finally at 9:00pm I said "eh maybe I'm not peeing on myself and I should go to the hospital". Sure enough my water had broken and because watermelon head was lodge so far into the birthing canal only a little bit of water could trickle out. Needless to say after 24 hours of labor we ended with a c-section. I still remember my husbands look of horror when Ave came out and resembled the father in The Cone Heads...luckily that only lasts a few days he now has a wonderfully, yet still large, head.
Peeing on oneself will continue and it's almost like a right of passage into pregnancy and then Motherhood. You notice it with your first ultrasound when they want you to drink 32 oz and then maybe release "a little" as if you can close the dam on that floodgate. When you wake up 4 times a night to pee, when you sneeze and wet your drawers. All these peeing incidents prepare you for motherhood. You lose sleep, you learn tenacity, you learn patience as you sit on the porcelien bowl to release every last drop. Last but not least you learn that you are willing to go through all of this just to be a Mom... and that's worth every last drop.
I personally have embraced this part of my child bearing years. My first true incident of peeing on myself didn't even involve the actual act. My first child Avery was a rather large baby. I would learn only after my delivery that his father was also large and also had a very very large head causing his Mother to have a cesarean. I personally believe that maybe on the first date a man should mention this tidbit. "I like long hikes on the beach, soft rock music, and oh yeah my head was so huge upon delivery that they cut my Mother open and had to use the jaws of life just to extract me from her womb". Anyways I digress...so Ave, large headed boy wonder, decided to "drop" 6 weeks before his due date making me severely uncomfortable and giving me the unsightly ability to waddle. One day my Mother, Sister, Husband, and I are sitting at Starbucks enjoying a relaxing afternoon when I feel a slight gush of water "down there". My Mother proceeds to tell me that my water could not have broken because it would be a huge gush and a puddle would glisten below. I novice Mother to be believed her. I continued to believe her for four hours! I reconsiled that I had just completely lost the ability to control my bladder and this was a sign of the times to come. Finally at 9:00pm I said "eh maybe I'm not peeing on myself and I should go to the hospital". Sure enough my water had broken and because watermelon head was lodge so far into the birthing canal only a little bit of water could trickle out. Needless to say after 24 hours of labor we ended with a c-section. I still remember my husbands look of horror when Ave came out and resembled the father in The Cone Heads...luckily that only lasts a few days he now has a wonderfully, yet still large, head.
Peeing on oneself will continue and it's almost like a right of passage into pregnancy and then Motherhood. You notice it with your first ultrasound when they want you to drink 32 oz and then maybe release "a little" as if you can close the dam on that floodgate. When you wake up 4 times a night to pee, when you sneeze and wet your drawers. All these peeing incidents prepare you for motherhood. You lose sleep, you learn tenacity, you learn patience as you sit on the porcelien bowl to release every last drop. Last but not least you learn that you are willing to go through all of this just to be a Mom... and that's worth every last drop.
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