So there is the family!  We are very blessed, but very busy.  Both Ben and I are wondering how the heck we are going to do this, LOL.  Any words of wisdom from 3+ kiddo mommies out there is Blogsville?

1, Taking percocet for pain when very, very, very tired can make you forget you holding a baby.  To be safe, I will not take it anymore thus greatly increasing my pain level.  (BTW, nothing bad happened, but my mind thinks of all the what-ifs...)

2. Walking all over Walmart to get the shop done with a husband, one kid, one toddler and one 5 day old 5 days after surgery is foolish.  You end up sitting in the middle of the isle with you kids and cart after 45 mins while you send you husband to different parts of the store.

3. You know you look like complete shit when your almost 4 year old looked at you and said "Mama, I know your body feels bad."

"How?" I asked.

"Well..." she explains, "You look fat.  I mean very fat.  Yes, your body REALLY hurts.  You are so fat.  I mean you are fatter than a jungle hippo. You are that fat..."

"Thanks Sam."

She arrived 3-3-06 at 11:50 AM.  She has APGARS of 8 and 9.  She is just perfect.

The repeat section was rougher that Kit's.  I had an epi this time instead of a spinal.  With the spinal I felt nothing.  I can not say that this time.  And it was MUCH longer.  Ben stayed with me the whole time, even when they sewed me back up.  I would not have held up so well on my own.

Thank heaven for pain medication.  I really need it this time around.  And my feet are so swollen right now that you can not see my ankles at all and there is a crease where my feet meet my ankle.

Susanna is doing great.  She nurses like a champ altho has beaten up my nipples more than Sam or Kit ever did.  My milk is already in, I could feed a small nation.  I think my boobs are bigger than Susanna.  Really.  She sleeps very well (knock on wood...). 

Sam LOVES helping with the baby.  She got to feed Susanna a bottle of EBM last night, with Ben, and was in heaven.  Kit kisses and hugs her all the time, loudly shouting, MINE, MINE, MINE BABY!  Of course it will take time to get back in the routine of things.  We have all talked (well me, Ben and Sam) about how we all have to be patient and help each other out while we get used to our new family dynamic.  I am sure things will get nutty, but it will be a good nutty.

(I have cheated and copied this for boards....)

Soon to come...

Why are my feet the size of pluto?

Why does the body need to store enough poop to fill the grand canyon until we go after a section?  Is it necessary that my poop is a greater weight than my baby?

The injustice of pain of a c-section that is still keeping me from sleeping in my bed...

Why do doctors and hospitals try to PUSH formula feeding when breat feeding is so good and it is clearly what I want?  And I am SOOOOO endowed with milk?

Susanna is going to be retested for billirubin today.  She was at 12.7 when we left hosp yesterday. 

Even butt tired, how nice is it to take a moment, sit back and look at all 3 of your kids in the same room?  Sweet....

Amnio update:  Had amnio.  Was scared shitless before hand.  Having them before does not lessen the fear, LOL.  I had a great doc, couldn't really feel it.  Came back fast and good.  Baby Lee is ready to be evicted!!!!  WOO HOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

DH brag:  It is easy to bitch about the annoying things that husbands do.  They say Men are from Mars and Women are from Venus.  Well sometimes it seems like they are really from UR-Anus.  However,  they do sometimes do the most loving, sweet things. 

Ben and I have not been doing the deed.  I have been feeling such crap and he has been leaving me alone at night to get what sleep I can.  Well I have been having the most wild sex dreams.  Of couse I tell Ben about them and he is like, yeah me too. 

So yesterday we were out to lunch after the amnio and we were talking about not having sex and this pg being hard.  Then Iook at him and say sarcastically and jokingly, "What , you don't find all this sexy?"  And we laughed.  Later that night we were talking and I said that I feel really unattractive.  He looked at me and was geniunely surprised.  He thought I was just joking earlier.  I explained that I do not feel sexy at all.  I feel swollen, fat, stinky, gross, ugly....  The look on his face was so sweet and loving when he said that I still gave him that "special feeling".  I was like, yeah right, but thanks for lying,

I fell asleep in the big brown chair downstairs like normal.  When I woke up during one of my many bathroom trips, Ben had gone upstairs to sleep.  I was fine with that.  He has been getting up at 6 with the kids so I can get a little extra sleep and work has been busy for him.  Well later that night - around 2? - I was woken by Ben.  He came down to tell me and then show me about a dream he had just had,

Well you can use your imagination now because I am not going to get graphic.

But, I thought that was a very loving, tender thing to do.  I know that he got something from it too, LOL.  It was also very lusty.  But, the fact is, he got his butt out of bed, came down stairs to nicely wake me, spend some time together when he could have very well taken care of himself and gone back to bed.  He did it cause he knew I felt bad about myself and he wanted to show me that he still does find me sexy and attractive.

This may not make sense, but to me, this is such a nice thing to do.  It is an affirmation that he does really love me and that means more to me than words can say.  Married for ten years and almost 3 kids later, he still does love me,  Anyone who can look at a 40 week pg woman and still... well yes, that is love!

So you think it can't get any worse with fire ass and pelvis of pain.... until you catch the kid's sickness and find yourself coughing, sneezing, more cleaning of the pipes and barfing your brains out at 2 AM.  You finally get back to sleep at 4 when and then your youngest wakes up at 5 AM.  (Late you take him to the ped and find out the poor guy has an ear infection....)

I am NOT going to jinx myself and say what else can go wrong.  However, by this time next week, my baby will be out of me, I should be bfing her and taking lots and lots of good drugs.

But nice Wendy has gone away for the next 10 days.  Evil whiney, complaining and miserable Wendy is here instead.  So be forewarned, that most of what will come out my mouth will be much moaning and complaining with much self pity.  Understand, I have not slept more than an hour here and there for too long and there is no escape from pain.  So, my pity party is not completely with out cause.  But, it can get tiresome hearing the same person moan.  Thus the warning.

My OB is going to give me an RX for the fire hemroids on my ass.  Prep H and other OTC are doing nothing.  It was bad enough not being able to lay on my sides in a bed from the SPD.  But now I can't even sit in a chair with the fire coming from my ass.  And of couse, the pre baby cleaning of the pipes, does not help that at all.  They won't take the baby early and my contrx are progressing my very slowiy.  I alternate ice on my butt and super hot showers aimed at my butt.  I live on tylenol (with no codeine, thanks a lot relative thief....) every 4 hours and benadryl every night, trying to get some sleep.  Eventually exhaustion does beat pain, but only for a few hours before pain once again wins.  I know I only have 10 days max left, but I am not sure how I am going to get thru them, let alone function. 

I am trying so hard not to be a slug with the kids.  They really are so good and I do not feel like doing anything .  I keep hoping my OB will give me some abient so I can sleep, but they won't.  Grrrrrr....

So evil Wendy continues on.  Nice Wendy will be happy and back once little girl Lee is out.

Today I took the kids to CVS to pick up a few things.  As always, the kids walk with me.  I really do not use the stroller for them and have not for awhile.  There is nothing wrong with using one, but for my family, I like the kids to be able to walk and stay close by.  I feel the only way they learn this is by doing this.  So, we do not use a stroller.  When the baby comes, I plan on having her in the sling - so again, no stroller.  (Until the learning to walk age to about 1.5, where both Sam and Kit needed to be in a stroller, lol...)

So back to the story... we were in CVS.  As we shop, I tell them one item at a time what we are getting.  "OK kids, lets get dad some deodarant, it is down this isle," I say pointing to the isle. They will often run a little ahead and when they get to the item I tell them to stop.  I often ask them which item they like best and then decide on the best item for price.  Then it is off to the next item.

Today when we got to the check out, an older cashier who regularly works there said to me that I have great control over my kids.  They are two of the best behaved kids on a reguiar basis that she sees.  Most parents let there kids run a-muck.  It is particularly refreshing cause mine are so young.  I said thank you, but my kids are just good kids, so they make it easy.  She then said good kids come from good parents.  I smiled and said thanks again.

That just made my day.  We often hear such nasty stuff in life, it is so refreshing to hear something nice.  So I am taking a moment and shamelessly bragging about my well behaved kiddos.  YEAY SAM AND KIT!!!!!

Onto other stuff...

I have decided to tell my one relation about the Tylenol 3 thief cause she has young kids and they see the drug addict fairly reguarly.  I will do it in person and keep it low key.  Being she has kids, young kids, I feel that she needs to know.  And as far as the butt head who stole my pain med, I am just writing her off for good.  I will not send her a thank you for the kid's presents (altho I was very tempted to write "thanks for the kids presents.  Hope you found everything you needed..."),  I think no contact will be enough.  I can not prove it with physical evidence and this person has already proven themself in the past to be volitile and agressive.  I do not need that.  I just will never have her in my house or around my kids again.  She is OFF the list!  That there is the problem solved.  And it is no real loss anyway.

Thank you guys tho for the support and advice.  If I thought there was something to refuge, I might, but I think this woman is in denial.  Unless she is willing to admit she has a problem, she will never fess up and do the right thing.

Back to happier stuff...

Today;s NST showed baby girl doing great.  My fluid is gradually going down which perinatal said is good.  It means baby girl is practive breathing and peeing and doing all the stuff she should be.  Yeay!  And now is she comes, even with no amnio, they will not stop her.  Come on down Miss baby girl Lee!  Even if she lingers in the land of free rent, she will be here in 11 days.  If she lingers, I will enjoy my undistrubed evening TV time and if she comes sooner, I will be holding my sweet new baby.  Either way, I can deal.

Night!

We had the bday party today for the kids and they had a blast.  It was busy and lots of prep beforehand, but soooooo worth it.  Everyone had a great time and my water did not break *stomp foot*.

However, something unusual did happen.  We keep all RX and anything dangerous things locked in a cabinet in the kitchen that only opens with a special magnet.  I keep the magnet on the side of the fridge.  You have to know the exact spot to put the magnet or the cabinet will not open. 

On the bottom shelf, upfront, I keep the things I use on a regular basis... my prentals, Colace, Glubride (diabetic med), Cosamin DS (for ruptured disk), benadryl, kids vitamins and the Tylenoi 3 (for pelvis popping problem.)  I wasn't going to take any Tylenol 3 last night but I was in a lot of pain from getting ready for the party.  I then was thinking about taking 2, but decided on 1 cause I only had 5 left.  I do not take them every day.  A RX of 30 has lasted me over a month.  Anyway, I remember spefically putting them back in next to my Glubride cause I went back in and put 1 back. 

Well today a guest was in the kitchen when I went into the cabinet to grab a TUMS - an essential for any pg woman.  It was just me and her.   And then I shut the cabinet and put my magnet back on the side of the fridge.  I then grabbed some empty pizza boxes and took them outside to the trash.  The trash area is not far from the door.  When I came back in the house a few seconds later, I saw this guest in my medicine cabinet.  At first I was not sure what she was doing, but when she turned and saw me, she grabbed my TUMS bottle.  I thought it very weird, but shurgged it off.  Maybe my mind is too naive to think anything devious.

Well tonight i went in to get my meds ready.  (I have to space Glubride from prentals from Tylenol 3 ect...) To my surprise, my Tylenol 3 was missing.  I called Ben in to look with me cause I couldn't believe it.  We took everything out of that cabinet and it is NOT there.  Who would steal pain medication from a pregnant woman?  I mean WTF????????  I can't prove who stole it, but I KNOW what I saw.  I am still shocked as I sit here and blog about it.  I mean WTF????????   You come to my kid's bday party and help yourself to my pain meds?  What a sick, sad world. 

Needless to say, I will not be inviting this person over anytime soon.

If you want to know more, email me....

Tonight was my last night waitressing til after the baby comes.  I was going to work into next week, but I can not do it anymore.  It was SOOOOO freakling busy, good busy, but busy.  And there is something wrong, when the 9 mth pg lady can run circles around the healthy, thin 16 year old.  I made 120 more than the other girl I was working with.  I made a total of 190 in 4 hours.  It was insane.  I was sure I was going to die... When I actually told my boss that I was getting my last 3 shifts covered, he said "Thank God!  Now just take care of yourself and the baby...."  Altho he has a knack for saying the wrong thing, he really is a nice guy - both he and his wife are... I know that when I run around, he worried that I was going to go into labor.

I know I am a worker and not a slacker, so I know when I feel I have had enough, I have.  I figure making it with in 16 days of the date is pretty good.

Of course I am crippled right now and I have been having a lot of contrx.  I just got out of the shower thinking that would stall them.  So far, not, so I am going to time them.  This little baby is pretty tough putting up with me running around like a freak tho.  LOL.  And like a good girl, once I got home, she has moved lots between contrx.  Always reassuring.

Ben was a good sport when I got home and rubbed my feet.  Good man!

I am off to check on and kiss Sam and Kit.  I love to watch them when they are sleeping.  They are too sweet.

Before I go, Happy bday to Ari's Sean!  Can't believe we are into year 4!  Yikes!

Nighty night!

BTW, I can load everyone else's blog, but can not see mine for crap.  Go figure!

I had my u/s today and baby girls is currently 7 lb 15 oz.  The tech and doc that did the u/s are the same one's that did Sam before she was born and they were with in an oz.  Perinatal tends to be pretty good. 

The scene: Work, at the end of the night after a very busy evening.  Back hurts.  Legs hurts.  Body hurts.

Characters: Me and my male boss.

Boss said, "Hey Wendy, how much have you gained this pregnancy?"

I replied, "About 40 pounds."

Boss said with wide eyes, "WOW, that's a lot!"

I explained, "Well, I never gain a lot until my diabetes comes back.  Then it just piles on.  I am not worried.  The baby weight always comes off.  It's just the extra weight that I had beforehand, that needs to go once the baby is here and I am done nursing."

He stated, "Oh you will NEVER lose that with out surgery."

I laughed, "Um, y'know JXX, I used to be really skinny once upon a time, like a size 8."

He further clarified, "Yeah I know. but you'll NEVER be that again with out surgery."

I shook my head, "Really?  Thanks."

Yes, I was 30lbs overweight when I got pg this time and I have put on a lot of baby weight.  I am in my 3rd trimester and I KNOW a lot of it is bloat cause I can make hand prints in my hands and feet that last.  I can't find my neck.  I haven't seen my feet.  I can't sleep.  I feel stinky and leaky and gross.  Y'know ladies, that lovely, I am just so lovely feeling - NOT!  This is JUST what I wanted to hear at the end of a busy, PIA shift.  LOL.  Stupid man....

Which is short for Symphysis Pubis Dysfunction.

"The symptoms of SPD vary from person to person, but almost all women who have it experience substantial pubic pain.  Tenderness and pain down low in the front is common, but often this pain feels as if it's inside.  The pubic area is generally very tender to the touch; many moms find it painful when the doctor or midwife pushes down on the pubic bone while measuring the uterus (fundal height).  

Any activity that involves lifting one leg at a time or parting the legs tends to be particularly painful. Lifting the leg to put on clothes, getting out of a car, bending over, sitting down or getting up, walking up stairs, standing on one leg, lifting heavy objects, and walking in general tend to be difficult at times. Many women report that moving or turning over in bed is  especially excruciating.  One woman wrote, "There were days that I didn't think I was going to be able to get out of bed and actually had to roll out of bed and onto the floor to be able to do so!" 

Many movements become difficult when the pubic symphysis area is affected.  Although the greatest pain is associated with movements of lifting one leg or parting the legs, some women experience a 'freezing', where they get up out of bed and find it hard to get their bodies moving right away--the hip bone seems stuck in place and won't move at first.  Or they describe having to wait for it to 'pop into place' before being able to walk.  The range of hip movement is usually affected, and abduction of the hips especially painful."  

To summarize, SPD is the mild form of this problem.  Its symptoms often include one or more of the following:

• pubic pain
• pubic tenderness to the touch; having the fundal height measured may be uncomfortable
• lower back pain, especially in the sacro-iliac area
• difficulty/pain rolling over in bed
• difficulty/pain with stairs, getting in and out of cars, sitting down or getting up, putting on clothes, bending, lifting, standing on one foot, lifting heavy objects, etc.
• sciatica (pain in buttocks and down the leg)
• "clicking" in the pelvis when walking
• waddling gait
• difficulty getting started walking, especially after sleep
• feeling like hip is out of place or has to pop into place before walking
• bladder dysfunction (temporary incontinence at change in position)
• knee pain or pain in other areas can sometimes also be a side-effect of pelvis problems
• some chiropractors feel that round ligament pain (sharp tearing or pulling sensations in the abdomen) can be related to SPD

I asked for something to help me sleep cause with this I have not been sleeping at all.  Well God love my doc, she wrote me a script for Tylenol with Coedine!   I still had to swtich a ton from bed to chair and chair to bed, but at least I did get some sleep.  The nights I wait tables, I am in so much pain afterwards - I can not even describe.  This I think is the worst pain I have ever experienced, labor included and don't forget I was in labor with Sam for 26 hours.... So I do not say that lightly. 

Oh the joys of being a woman, lol.  Seriously tho, if I have to have pain, carrying a baby is sooooo worth it!

Well, I followed Jen's advice and gave Ben a 12 hour detail of my life.  He looked at me kind of strange when i handed it to him, but, I explained it was to help him understand where I was coming from.  I didn't want him always thinking I was having a go at him.  He didn't say much about it, but he did get more helpful afterwards.  So here's to hoping the lightbulb did go off!

The rest of the day after Christmas was very nice.  It was Kit's 2nd bday.  I can NOT believe my boy is 2!  Sam, Kit and I made a bday cake.  It kids are too funny when we bake.  They LOVE eating the batter and end up wearing almost as much as we put in the pan.  After the cake was cooled and iced, the kids had a blast decorating it with M&M's and Hershey Kisses.  I made a pinapple glazed ham for dinner.  Ben also left work early.  It made for a nice day. 

We also got done making the kids bday party invatations.  We are going to have a joint bday party for them in Feb (late for Kit and early for Sam).  Sam's bday is 10 days after my scheduled section and I just do not seeing making a bday party then.  She does not mind ahving it early and is excited to share a party with Kit.

Then yesterday, we had to take Kit to the doc yesterday.  He spiked a fever over the past few days.  Looks like he has an ear infection.  The good news is that he is now on antibiotics, so in another day, he should be better.  I stayed with Sam while Ben took the boy.  She was sleeping.  When she woke up, she was so upset that Kit was not here.  She insisted that I get her a picture of him cause "Baby Kit is the best and I love him SOOOOO much."  I was like awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww....  They may squabble, but they do really love each other to pieces.

My sugars have been going up.  I think it is a combo of being more pregnant and all the freaking Chirstmas goodies in the house.  I think I am golng to dump half the crap right in the trash.  I just do not want them to get so high that I have to go back on insulin.  It has been nice avoiding it this pregnancy!

Last night at work, it was slow so I sent the other girl home.  Then of couse we filled up.  I went from having $11.00 in my pocket at 7 to having $100.00 at 9.  Can I tell you how much I am beginning to feel it now.  My legs, my pelvis and my back were on fire by the end of the night.  It hurt so much that I could not sleep at all last night.  It was my turn to get up with the kids, but I was in no shape to do it.  So at 6 when Kit woke, I woke Ben up and made him do it.  I usually would never do that, but I figured screw it, I am allowed to ask for help.  So I did.  He grumbled, but he got up.  Yeay for me for asking for help!  My right leg is still a mess today, I am hobbling around like I am 1000 years old.  I am hoping the more I move, it will loosen up.  I am scheduled to work tonight and I hate to give up the money.  Oh well, the more I hobble, the more people will feel bad for the big ole pregnant lady and then will tip me, not for my skill but out of pity!  LOL!

I am off now to go play with the kiddos!

• I have been feeling really tired, not myself, and at the end of my rope lately.  I think part of it is I am 7 and half months pregnant.  I also think Ben has been busy with his new position and everything in the house has all fallen to me as well as normal day to day and my own work while being pregnant.  With the holidays, I have been busy getting everything ready, cleaned, cooked, wrapped and decorated.  Not to mention that I have been getting ready for the baby - going thru all the old clothes and stuff.  Going thru the attic was a 3 day job - I spent 11 hours the first day alone.  I have not bitched, complained, asked for help or any extra consideration even with being preggo.  I have even picked up extra shifts and made time to sell things on Ebay to try to help ends meet and cover the extra costs of Christmas.  I went to Sam's school play by myself, with Kit, video in one hand, camera in the other so that Ben would not miss anything.

Last week, I had gotten pissed when he didn't put back my 409 and it took me 30 mins to find it, left the kitchen a freaking pit from when I worked the nite before, dishwasher full and I was trying to get the kids ready and out by 8:30.  I called him on the phone and told him that I had HAD it and I needed some help.  He was too busy to call me all day at work.  Pissed me off even tho he is in retail and I am sure he was really busy.  Friday night we went out but never really talked about it cause we were out on a date and God knows we do not get a lot of them.  So I mentioned again that I feel not like myself and on edge.

The day of Sam's Chirstmas concert, I had made video of the concert and of some stuff afterwards.  I asked him to watch it but something always came up and I guess he couldn't find the 10 minutes to do it.

Fast forward today... when we were showing my mom Sam's concert on the video, he taped over the past after that I had taped with Christmas this morning.  I was pissed and it really hurt my feelings.  It is not the end of the world, but I think because I have been feeling so taken for granted anyway, that I just saw red.  I gave him a hard time about it in front of my mom.  I know I shouldn't have, but I was so mad.  He left the room and went up stairs.

My mom then said that I shouldn't have done that (which I knew).  Ben is a good guy guy and has a lot on his plate now with a new job and a new baby coming (really?  And I don't?)... I bit my mouth.  But I wanted to say and how much more am I supposed to freakling bend cause I already feel like a soft pretzel.  We spend LOTS of time talking about his new job and discusing things... 

So my mom went down to the playroom with Sam and I went upstairs to apologize for saying something in front of my mom.  I told him I knew I was wrong.  But when I tried to explain why I acted out of character, we just argued.  Luckily my dad and Kit were both sleeping and my mom and Sam were still in the basement (playroom).  I do not even know if I can explain how it feels.... it's like he regugitates what I say yet somehow I am coming off as just having a go at him and he is a martyr... "I never do anything nice for you...."  When all I want him to do is put himself in my shoes for 5 minutes.  By the end we made up but I still feel really upset.  I love him and for the most part he is a really great guy.  I think the problem is that I make things too easy for him on a regular basis and he takes me for granted with out thinking about it.  In my mind, I say to myslef, stop doing so much... but that is how I am.  

But at the end of they day I am 7 and half months pregnant, busting my ass with the family, the house, the bills (I do them), doc appts (which are a lot cause I am high riskj) and work (which is waitressing so I am on my feet), getting ready for the baby (which I have done EVERYTHING myself so far...) and I have not asked for one ounce of help or special consideration.  Am I just being a bitch cause I at least expect him to notice or take the time to watch a 10 minute video that I made of the kids?  And lets not even talk about not being able to sleep cause the pain in my crotch actually wakes me up on the off hours when I am not up peeing.  I go back and forth between the sofa and a chair.

And then of couse, it felt great to bawl for an hour after I busted my ass to make Christmas nice for everyone.  Luckiily no one else expect him really knew.

On a happy note, the kids woke early and were thrilled with all their pressents.  When Sam saw how many gifts, she screamed on the top of her lungs, "OH MY GOD!"  She and Kit are still busy playing gleefully.  They were really happy with everything we picked and the when my parents showed up, it was like a second Christmas...

Kit has Sam's cold, only his is in his chest.  I am using the cold air vaporizor for him.  He has a well visiti on 1/2, so if his cold isn't better by then we are going to the doctor anyway.

So don't I sound like such a pathetic jackass on Christmas.  I can't help it.  I do love my husband.  He is not a bad guy, infact he comes home every night, does not do the bar thing, does not cheat, is good with not spending money and I know he loves me... but I still am not liking him so much right now.  I am so tired.  All I want to do is go to bed and pull the covers over my head for the next month. 

Hope everyone has had a nice, stress-free Christmas! 

Sam has had the nastiest cold the past few days.  No fever, just lots and lots of snot plagued her with a very red, sore nose.  I wasn't sure if she was going to be able to go to school today for her Christmas party and concert.

This morning, she woke, still with a cold, but much better, so we went.  The kids shuffled into the class when we got there as the parents went and sat in the pews, waiting.  After 30 minutes the kids came in.  Sam beamed and started jumping up and down as she walked when she saw me.  Momma, Momma, Momma, she mouthed.  I of couse got choked up and waved to my girl.

The kids assembled in the front of the church and sang 4 Christmas carols and rang jingle bells.  It was too freaking cute.  From the moment Kit saw Sam, all he did was laugh and clap his hands.  He just adores his big sister.  That worked for me cause it allowed me to video and take pictures at the same time.  Thank heavens for 2 hands, lol.

Afterwards, we had cookies and juice/coffee.  The school had Santa come too!  I thought Sam and Kit were going tio jump out of their skins with excitement.  I am so glad she was well enough to go today!

Here's a pic of the kids after the concert.

Today as I was leaving Sunday school, a lady was shocked to hear that I am pregnant.  I was like what???  She said that she thought I was just chubby.  Now understand that I am ALL belly (will post a belly shot tonight...).  You see my belly about 15 mins before the rest of me gets there.  There is NO WAY that you can not know that I am pregnant.  What a dumb ass....

Speaking of Sunday school, my class is so cute.  The kids have such a good time.  I have gotten a lot of compliements lately and there is now a 13 year old who wants to be my assistant.  Too funny!  I even got a present from one of my students.  I was like AWWWW... I thought it was really nice especially cause we only meet 2x a month. 

Today Kit came with us to give Ben a break.  With the holidays and his new position, he has been working a lot.  Kit was very good in class.  Today was a fun day cause we went over Chanukah and had a party.  Sam said her favorite part was the dreidels and the chocolate, lol.

I have now hit the part of pg where when I lay on my side, my crotch feels like it is going to fall off.  You know, that pounding, unrelenting pain.  So I have only been able to fall asleep in a chair and it takes me forever to get to sleep.  Then once I do get to sleep, I have to get up to pee... LOL... the joy of pg!  It's weird cause in 9 weeks, my baby is going to be here already.  Where has the time gone?????  I must admit tho, I am excited to meet this little wonder.  I already feel very close to her.  I think with each pg, I have mellowed and it has made it easier to bond while pg.  With Sam I was such an anal mess... everything worried me!

I think I am going to have a combined bday party for Sam and Kit in Feb (late for Kit, early for Sam...)  I just do not think I will be up to having a party when the baby is 10 days old.  Now I have to decided if I am going to invite all the family or if I am going to just do a kid do.  The thing is we have some kiddo cousins that I want to invite cause they are kids too, but then how can I invite one relative and not another... KWIM?  I also do not want to spend a bloody fortune.  But if we do it at home, how much am I going to want to do 2 weeks before the baby comes?  Decisons, decisions...

Time to get the kids down for a nap!  Thank God for naps or I think I'd be a total loon by now.  I think my nap is the best sleep I get all day!

Took this myself with a camera phone... will add a few more as soon as the MMS goes thru from my cell to my computer!

Ok, they just came thru...

And this is my fav!  Not bad for being both the photographer and the subject, LOL.  But, refering the my previous post?  Not pregnant, just chubby..... Oh  puh-lease!

So I get this bill from Perinatal today.  Understand before I go any further that I have had the same EXACT insurance for all 3 pregnancies and the same EXACT protocol has been followed.  So this stupid bill is for $10.00.  It is not a lot, but I wanted to know why I was getting a bill since I never had one from them before. 

I called my insurance first.  They were great.  They agreed that I pay my initial co pay and then everything is covered as long as I stay in network, which I do.  They told me that they were going to resubmit it and it would take 30 days.  Fine.

I then call the hospital to let them know that my insuracne was going to be reprocessed and they'd get their 10 dollars.  The woman was like, "Oh that won't be covered under your initial global payment."  (meaning my only co pay...)  Then she went on to say that I had other co pays over the years with the kids.  She then said that things like non stress tests have co pays too.  So I asked her to give me dates that I have paid co pays.  She listed one in 2002 and one in 2003 for NST.  I again stressed that I have NEVER paid a co pay to them.  Altho I have infact had to call my insurance to get payment to them when something was processed incorrectly.  She pressed that I have paid some NST co pays.  I asked for dates again.  She could not comply.  I then said that I have been gestational diabetic for 3 pgs now.  I have had more NSTs than I can count.  I would KNOW if I have been paying co pays.   I am pregnant, not stupid. 

She did not like that and started to speak.  I told her that I was done.  My insurance would pay them their 10 dollars in the next 30 days.  I was calling to be considerate, not be aggrevated and to have a Merry Christmas.  I then hung up.

I had to go to work, but even at work, I was still annoyed.  So when I got home I looked at the bill.  It seems now the docs list an office visit for every proceedure, so I see where the mistake happened.  HOWEVER, it shows that I made a $15,00 payment on 10/17 and a $5.00 payment on 11/25.  Understand, I HAVE NEVER PAID THESE PEOPLE and I do all the bills at home.  I am an anal pain in the butt about reconciling the checkbook every day - we have on line banking, so it is easy.  So now I am really confused.  It seems that they charged me a $15.00 co pay back in August but due to 2 mysterious payments, it brought my balance of my second co pay from $15.00 to $10.00..  Only I should not have a co pay beyond my first and I never paid these people. 

I am so confused.  Is there some other person paying my bills?  If so, pay the big ones, LOL.  Or is there another Wendy Lee who thinks she is paying for her bills only to have her amount creditied to me acct?  Or is the hospital just a bunch of stupid devil monkeys (sorry Wendi.... couldn't resist, LOL....)? 

I can say with certain that I will be )($#@@)(%@_$_+$#@ pissed if they try to charge me a office visit co pay for every non stress test when I never see a doctor...  Grrrrrr....  There you go.... no good deed goes unpunished.  And all this stress over 10 freaking bucks....

Night, night!

And made it to my u/s.  Yeay!  Perinatal was the emptiest that I have ever seen it.  I got there early and there was no one else waiting.  It was the same cardiologist that saw Sam.  She didn't remember me.  I told her that was fine because that meant two things.  First, that Sam's problem was not too bad.  Second, we were not a complete pain in the ass.  She laughed.

The baby's heart looked great.  She said that can't guarentee that there won't be a small hole cause the u/s pic is not perfect.  But it means that there is not a major problem.  She felt confident that everything was just fine.  That works for me!

The growth scan also was good.  Baby girl is indeed a baby girl.  She is now measuring two weeks ahead.  Not a surprise since the diabetes is back.  Her biggest things are her thigh bones and her head.  All of my family has big fat heads, so I am not that surprised.  Thick legs do not run in either my family or Ben's so maybe she is just going to have long legs.  At the end of the day, it all balances out so as long as she is healthy, I am fine with it.  She is already 2 lbs 11 oz.  Grow baby grow!

My next growth scan is on January 6th.  And we can definately put off the NST until I am 32 weeks.  Yeay, I get to make it past Christmas with out running back and forth to the hospital 5000x a week.  :)

Little girl Lee is definately a kicker and a mover.  She did not stop moving during both u/s.  I don't know if it is just her or cause she is my 3rd, but I definately feel her move waaaaaaay more than the other two.