baby finaly come!!!

Hi everyone,

Just to let you know the baby arrived safe and well, on the 25th of feb, at 12.43am.
2 weeks early of his due date, he weighed 5.4 pounds, and the labour was just 4 hours in hospital!
been in hospital a week as baby had low blood sugar but he home now.
there are some pictures of him on www.flickr.com/photos/mintymoon
his name Hamza which means Lion.

2 weeks to go....URGH!

seems that waiting is taking forever. I might not last till the due date, I will yank him out before then. He must be having fun, thinking he in a nice snug bath, meanwhile my body so twisted up in backache and huge feet like a marshmellow man. no wonder my mum was yellin at us kids when we was bad, its all pent up frustrations from pregnancy.

and i cant beilive how people Lie to u when u pregnant, i was told that no one gets pregnant in march so the hospital we be nice and empty.. everyone is pregnant! and more fatter than me! and sporting their bump around like they on cat walks.

I'm not sure if what Im feeling is mood swings, but I'm sure I won't get mood swings.

gargling compitions

the worst thing i have experinced in the 8 months is toothache.
And not being able to take anything.

When i told the doctor he said i should try to ''hold on'' until after the birth. this is why there should be no male doctors, they are all clods.

so lastnight i slept with a hot water bottle on my face. I had a nice imprint on my face, when i woke up.

oh yes and i have been gargling hot salt water twice a day, all week. i think i getting quite good at it, i wish my bro was here as we could have a race.

1 month to go!

so it happened..it was a normal day..
i was standing cooking, when i looked down and my feet! where are they? all i can see is this HUGE bulging tummy!
now when i first got pregnant, my main worry was it would snow and people might think i was a snowman. but this is worse, much worse. espicaily if i been lying down and i lose the feeling in my legs, its like How do i still know they are there?
I feel like a pigeon, pigeons cant see their legs when they are walking, or like a child with a box on their head. plus i keep bumping into things, im not sure why, i don't mean to but it seems door handles are a main target, they just seem to be hiting my bump all the time. I cant wait to ask the sprog what he thought.

A Sensitive Nose

I have a sensitive nose. It never used to be sensitive, but it is now.

At night, if the window is closed, then my nose gets so blocked I can't sleep at all. But as soon as you open the window, 5 secs and my nose is clear. Its like I can control my nose, with a switch.
The downside is that the room gets very cold, and Omer is snuggled under the blanket with just a tuft of black hair sticking out. Meanwhile I'm spread out like a starfish with my feet and hands sticking out of the blanket. Every now and then Omer checks my feet and thinks I'm dead (they are that cold) and covers them up, and a few mins later I stick them out again.

With this going on and my trips to to pee in the night, its amazing that we get any sleep.

''Special'' Apple Juice

All children know (and secretly adults know aswell) that Doctors drink pee.

yes..they drink it, and are completly and unrefingly addicted to the stuff. To Doctors fresh pee is like sweet yummy golden apple juice, and it is a well know fact that they just can't get enough of it.

This is why they are always asking for pee samples, and why they want a whole pot of it.
Doctors are clever in getting this juice, as they have made different size bottles, and even some with a presevitve to keep the pee nice and fresh.

As soon as you go in they already have a pot waiting for you on their desk, with your name on it.

On pourpose they make you wait (in a waiting room) a very long time so by the time you go in, you will be ready to pee.

Everyone in the Doctors sugery, is in on it.

It is also known that pregnant people tend to pee more frequently, and as soon as the Doctors hear of a pregnant person is there, they double the waiting time and start rumaging in drawers for as many pots as they can find. They will then give all these pots to you and make a zillion appointments for you, to fool you into thinking they are just giving you good pregnancy care, but no, they just getting ready to stock up for the winter.

Sadly there is no way we can escape them from taking our pee, and childrens, childrens pee. Unless we evolve to not be ill anymore. Which would be great, as I hate to wait in the waiting room.

Mr Kicky

waking up now everyday at this time. its when Mr Kicky decides hes had enough dreaming and does some flip overs and elbow nudges.
he seems to enjoy bruising my ribs with his head , maybe he has a itch cus its non-stop moving over them.
most people think when you are being kicked its a good feeling...well it used to be, when it was small and not so often. now i dont know which is worse, being reapetedly kicked in the spine, kicked on my bladder or him turning over and i can feel limbs moving inside me not to mention i can see his head (lump under the skin) moving around.

also i find non pregnant teens staring at my tummy, maybe thinking they will see movement. which is rather anoying as it is pervy, plus omer never sees cus by the time his turned his head and said "What?" the baby stops to listen to his voice.

we now refer to the baby as Kitten. sadly cus the word baby sounds a big thing, a scary thing and a expensive thing.

sleeping with hic-ups

i find it abuse yes ABUSE if anyone interupts my oprea listening time.
Im not being unresonable, its only a 3min song. and even if you are the postman bearing gifts, you just have to wait, like everyone else.
i'm also finding this automatic spell checker on blogger irattating. there should be an option that if you want it on or off. its like how am i supposed to express myself in my natrual way with this spelling thing going on?

so i guess i not updated in awhile, well im 6 months pregnant now, WARNING to people who at 6 months. its just downhill now. i have forgoton what it is like to sleep. its a new sleep now. its sleeping with hic-ups. and waking up for no reason but to turn over for the Other person inside to get comftable.
im sure there was 3 dinosaurs inside me lastnight not one baby.
my tummy was leaping about like something from aliean, it got to the point when i couldnt read while resting the book on my tummy cus he was jumping about so much.
and theres 3 months to go, i cant take much of this.

chocolate rambling

chocolate bars really depend on size.

for example this is what happened yesterday..

i was in the mood for a good chocolate bar, but all that was avalible was tiny individully wrapped chocolates. now the thing about these chocolates, are they not ment for Hunger eating, they more of Decoration, (plus if u take more than 2, people will think you are greedy).

Wrappers on Decrotive bars, are just a novelty, they usully make them shiny and make a crinkly noise when you take the wrapper off. But on a Hunger bar the wrapper is just a protection from people's teeth. (if they had no wrappers, people would be biting chunks out of them all the time) (and there would be no concept of getting a Whole bar)

so i eat one, and yup im still hungry.. so i try to calculate how many tiny bars to make up a big one, so i will feel not chocolate Hungry no more.

but in the end it makes no difference, cus u just dont feel full, (i think its reverse sicology, chocolate bar makers are very clever) the reason is that when you are eating a normal bar its big, and u See its big, plus u can See yourself eating it. but u cant do this with Decrotive bars, as they too tiny.

nightmares

had a really scary dream last night.

it started with me having contractions and my waters breaking, then we went to the hospital (NHS) and it was low staffed. there were 6 other pregnant wemon there with a partnet, and we was all waiting in a que, with number tickets. well i finally get through and im in bed in agony, and there are like only 2 midwifes avalible so whenever i call them they busy, omer then dissapears to get snacks and im like wot?.. theres no painkillers as the stock not arrive yet, and time passes and im like omg do i live here now?? theres no baby and no assistance and no one cares.. eventully this traine midwife comes and it turns out to be a pervy asain guy who is like 19. im like "well, is the baby coming?" he checks and says that i will be ready in about 7 hours time, and im really pretty.. so omer then socks him and i notice that im bleeding? i like shouting for help but no one is there, and omer is beating up the traine midwife..

im too scared to sleep now :s

second scan!

had second scan today, jean came with us. we waited and waited in the waiting room which is always seemingly forever.
didnt see anything for ages, omer really has the advantage since the tv screen is at his eye level. with me lying flat out i cant see anything at all - infurating!
after ages i get to see the baby, and saw him kicking and breathing, his little heart beating and a yawn, which obvoiusly means he already feeling bored in there.

Just Found Out

ok, so i just found out on thursday, took a pregnancy test cus i was feeling offish and was bored. and BAM! it cam out positive. i was like AHH! and :'( and i text my hubby, and he not reply so i was thinking OMG he has run away...so was even more tearful. he came back tho and was like "why u over reacting, just calm down", and i was like "ergh u poo".

the next day i made an appiontment at the docs, and told her everything.. she was asking if i planned it? duh i 19 why would i plan it, i not even rich and famous yet.

then she was like which birthing method do i want, and i was like AHH i have to give birth.. omg so freaky..i cant do it..i cant

so i made an appiontment with the midwife and i got a small booklet on "family planning 2002"