Stubborn

I am sure you all remember that along with the boy coming our way, we have a teenage girl as well. She is a great kid, and has been a big help during the pregnancy, and looks forward to her little brother.

She is, however, a teen. And all that goes with that. We've had our challenges lately, and right now, she is chafing at the bit some because she's had to start off her summer vacation grounded.

It is what it is.

Yesterday, we were watching something on television that had young adults wearing placards that announced what they felt their vulnerabilities were. Or something like that. Maybe it was their biggest malfunctions, I wasn't paying that much attention to it. Thinking about it, I told her I would be wearing one that said "Procrastination". Its gotten me in trouble on more than one occasion. She opined that she wasn't sure what she'd put down.

I smiled, and said, (nicely) that I thought stubborn might work for her. She took that well, said she thought stubborn was a compliment, and didn't see how it could be a vulnerability. Which started us on a discussion about how it really COULD be.

Stubborn can be a good trait. It is useful on many occasions. But, you also have to know how to pull it back. How to realize that though you WANT to be right, you are not always right, and you have to admit that. Stubborn can prevent all that.

I think she saw my point. I know that when I was her age, I was stubborn and would have rather have been bathed in fire ants then back down from whatever or whomever I was trying to out stubborn.

She is just like me. I may not have given birth to her, but I swear, we are cut from the same cloth. So here we are, in the stubborn teenage years. Adding a baby to the mix.

Maybe I should call this post CRAZY.... :)

technology? Bah!

The latest technology offered to people expecting children is the 3D ultrasound, which gives an amazingly accurate picture of your baby's features, while still in utero....

My OB has told me from the beginning of my pregnancy that we should have one if we wanted it, and that it is perfectly safe for the baby. The only caution he had was that the people doing it should not be offering any diagnostic advice, because they are not my MD. Made sense to me...

I can admit a curiosity, to see what the boy looks like, and, frankly? I love seeing him moving and healthy. BUT, I also am the lucky one that gets to feel him move and hiccup and kick and roll. I know that Mustang Man, and Mustang Girl really enjoy getting to hear his heartbeat, and see him, too, possibly more than me. So, I found a place that does the the 3D, and scheduled us for a look. My Mom also got to come, she really wanted to see her grandson...

Well...

Mustang Boy, true to the form I've grown used to, had another idea :)

He is, and has been for at least a month, already in a head down position, preparing himself for his grand entrance. Because of this, he is low enough that the ultrasound was not able to capture his face. At all. I laughed, and am still laughing. The tech told us to get our money back. (which we did).

Would I have liked to see him? Yeah. But I am going to be seeing him PLENTY. And soon. So will MM, MG, and my Mom. Everyone took it good naturedly, chalked it up, and in the end, at least we got to meet my mom for a nice lunch. We also, that evening, met with MM's niece, and her boyfriend, for a nice dinner. It was a nice, family oriented day.

A different kind of question

If a turtle doesn't have a shell, is he homeless or naked?

If an orange is orange, why isn't a lime called a green, and a lemon called a yellow?

If Barbie's so popular, why do you have to buy all her friends?

If you choke a Smurf, what color does it turn?

and the one question that I kept going back to last night?

I want to know why the Swiss have such a nice, yellow, nutty flavored cheese named for them, and what WE got was a very generic orange square that comes individually wrapped in plastic.... out of all the cheeses out there I feel we could have done MUCH better...

So, anyone got any answers for me?

suddenly, I find I have lots of questions...

As time is going by, and I am getting closer and closer to THE day, I am slowly letting myself think about the things that I've been shoving to the back of my mind.

40 weeks is a long time. I knew that, but now I REALLY know that. In the beginning of this pregnancy, I knew better than to let myself think a whole lot about August. It was a long way off, and that would really torment my brain. My mantra through out all of this time has been "one day at a time". I needed it to be that way. I kind of still do, however, I also now feel where we are at the stage where the things have to start coming together into some sort of plan of action. Things need to get done. Mustang Boy is growing and moving and kicking, and some of my fears of bad things happening are diminished.

We are currently surrounded by boxes of baby furniture that needs assembly. A crib, a changing table. We are in the process of re arranging our bedroom so that we can put said furniture where we want it.

Other than house stuff, my mind has started to wonder about labor, and contractions and stuff. Will I be one of those panic ridden women who goes to the hospital three times with "just" Braxton-Hicks contractions? How will I know the difference between those and the real thing? Will my water break first? and if it does, I hope I am outside, or in the shower or something.

And, at the risk of grossing you all out, don't even get me started on the whole mucus plug thing...

These are the things starting to creep into my brain. I think I liked the avoidance method better :)