The newest addition to my family:


Our new kitty ‘Ezy’. Were off to the vet for an exam. I am sure she is going to like that.


No impressed… at all

Yesterday I had the pleasure of visiting the maternity ward where I will most likely give birth, and I am not at all impressed in the slightest. It started Saturday night with some short but sharp abdominal pains in he bottom of my torso, which I didn’t bother to pay much attention to. I felt them again in the middle of the night and Saturday morning and my vision was distorted (I was seeing yellow transparent blobs on the wall and in my bubble bath, which I imagine a lot of people saw in the 60’s and 70’s) so I figured a trip to the walk in clinic was warranted. I wasn’t about go to the hospital for a little pain. The doctor who saw me took my blood pressure 110/70 and poked and prodded my belly, had a listen with his stethoscope not a Doppler and told me to go to the hospital straight to the maternity ward because he doesn’t do Obstetrics and doesn’t want to reassure me… pretty much he was passing the buck. So my fiance and I make the drive and I go to the reception and ask her where maternity is and I am told to go to emergency because I am not far enough along (20 weeks is the cut off) and I was 19 weeks and 3 days yesterday… At the emerg registration there are a few people before me, an old lady that look/sounded near death in a stretcher being dealt with my paramedics so I was thinking screw this is a waste of my time. I asked one nurse if I could go to maternity and she said is should as they might take me and when I get up there the charge nurse says they will not take me as I am not far enough along and to call my doctor (I have a midwife) and to go back to emergency. I am thinking she can kiss my ass. At this point I am upset because what if I was in premature labor ands because the dumb bitch denied me care I lost my baby. If she is around when I do go into labor, I will make it a point to go out of my way to not be so kind to her.

This isn’t the kind of care I expect, no empathy whatsoever, she was more matter of fact and rules are rules. it’s a bloody hospital for crying out loud. When I got back to emergency, there were 5 or 6 old people lying in stretchers waiting to be admitted. ( I live in old people capital of the province I swear to god) There was no bloody way I way I was waiting for that so I called my midwife (which I should have done in the 1st place) who happened to be at the hospital seeing another patient. We decided to meet at her office as my pains had subsided and she could evaluate me there… I never wanted to go to the hospital but the damn doctor at the walk-in clinic told me I needed a complete fetal assessment and exam… My midwife just brought out the Doppler listened to the baby’s heartbeat and told me that the pains I was having was probably a bladder infection or random pregnancy pains which are common and gave me so lab work to do… She also to my BP and listened to the baby for a little awhile… I should have just called her first. I know based on the lovely empathetic nurses at hospital (the only one with a maternity ward in this city) that that’s not where I want to give birth. My fiance suggested a home birth which is an option however, I want to be near the pain meds/epidural/laughing gas should I need them and in case a c-section is needed and I don’t feel comfortable giving birth at home my 1st time around, no matter how positive the atmosphere may be I am not comfortable with it. I will either be giving birth here or hopefully however unlikely I will go into labor in Vancouver where there is plethora of hospitals to choose from which I know quite well.

So after all this talk I have images of Peanut whose gender is still not known.


I have gotten my ultrasound results and everything is normal except Peanut’s kidneys are measuring slightly bigger than they should be so I have a another ultrasound at 33 weeks to check this out. My midwife says that this is common and not worry and most likely be fine at the next ultrasound, so I am not worrying.

Today’s the Big Day

Today, this morning in an hour for now I will be getting my main ultrasound. Right now I am drinking my prerequisite 24 Oz’s of water. The fun part. Last time I had my ultrasound it was 32 Oz’s which I drank an hour before along with whatever other liquids my morning meal had consisted of and by the time I got to the clinic I could hardly walk I I had to pee so bad I even let a little out, twice! And when I got on the table the technician put the wand on belly, frowned at the screen and looked again muttered “too much” to herself (English was her second language) and handed me a cup and said let this much out. This made me very happy. I hope this doesn’t happen today… I am only have my 3 cups of water and nothing else, no cereal or juice (which would require me to make some) just toast and fruit. I am sure I will be doing my little dance in an hour or so…

So if we wanted to find out the sex, today would be the day but we have decided not to. Part of me wants to for prep but I want that surprise after 9 months of carrying a human being and going through many hours of labor I wan to hear the “It’s a (blank)” Unless of course it’s a he with his little bits on display for the world to see this will be the only way.

My pregant belly at 17 weeks. I think the time has come, soon I will need to remove my navel ring. I was hoping I wouldn’t have to, I had a friend of simular size and build keep hers in for the duration of her pregnancy with no irritation. I on the other hand am getting nothing but irritation and redness as my skin stretches.


I can’t remember

Since I’ve been pregnant I can’t remember the littlest things. I can’t remember if I took my pre-natal vitamin, I can’t remember why I was mad at someone or what we argued about, I can’t remember which pile of papers I have sorted and filed, nor if I signed up for my yoga class or what I wanted to blog about. I can’t even remember if I’ve done the simplest task like brush my teeth at night. When your el prego you might as well say good bye to your short term memory.

Round 4

Is this for real? Dr. Science must be mocking King Paulmartin.  Or this whole message board is one big joke and people are mocking those who English as a second language for. It’s hard to say.

November 3, 2004 11:05pm


Yet it again wordpress is pissing me off. I wrote a post, went to spell check it and poof the damn spell checker and on wordpress freezes on me! Maybe I need to switch it up to Blogspot… Sorry this is all I have for the sake of NaBloPoMo.

Heartburn and headaches…

Written Friday Nov 2nd 2007 9:49pm PST NaBloPoMo Round 2

Is what pregnancy can pretty much be summed up to at this point. When I eat, I get heartburn, when I drink I get heartburn, when I sleep I get heartburn. Enough said. As for the headaches they are sinus related, so far and I suffer. These sinus headaches due to the pressure are usually accompanied by nausea and isn’t anything I am not used to but it wasn’t anything my little brown pill friend Advil Cold & Sinus couldn’t take care. Ah the joys of being pregnant. To add to my discomfort the lower back pain is starting in…

NaBloPoMo Round 1

FYI it is currently Nov 1, 207 6:43pm PST not Nov 2nd as listed on the date.  

So the idea behind this is to Easier said then done. November 1st 2007 marks the 17th week of my pregnancy. I have yet to feel a little flutter and Peanut is approximately 5 inches long… But my doctor said to not be surprised if I don’t feel the baby move until my 20th week.

I guess I will have to write about all the things I have wanted to, but have been putting off. Not much is new around here. I am extremely unhappy at work, and not wanting to give into my pessimistic tendencies, have decided to not write about it right now. And I am just lazy. I am tired all the time, I don’t have energy for anything and I think another sinus infection or head cold may be on the go. I shall have to wait to see.

Today is a good day to celebrates as I have 500 hits on my blog… It has only taken 6 months or so… Please delurk, on my blog and I will delurk on yours. The end.