If baby doesn't kill me....my husband is going to get 'er done!

30 weeks. Can I get any bigger? The green top doesn't help with my likeness to my favorite green ogre (Shrek).

More contractions. All through out the weekend. I know they're probably just Braxton Hicks...but enough already. I don't remember this from the first two pregnancies, which by the way, (talking to hubby here, though I don't think he reads) I DID make it through. Sure, I had Braxton Hicks with Nolan and Evy. But those weren't like this. These last longer. Like... I feel like I'm walking around for five minutes in a contracted state. They really aren't painful. Sometimes they are ( not like I'm going to drop dead pain, just annoying and achy with bad after taste). I feel like I'm walking around with the biggest crap I've ever had backing up in my gut ( I know, pleasant right). Well, that's how I feel! Bleck! (By the way, I don't have to crap). Guess I can chalk it up to my BIGGER, OLDER uterus. Everyone keeps using these two words to explain this pregnancy and me. ("well you are bigger"...."well you are older") Grrrrrr!

I think it pisses Hayden off too, because after the torture device lets up ( I picture my uterus being in a vice) he kicks the s*** out of me. I can hear him in there "you wanna squeeze the living poo out of me...fine TAKE THAT MAMA!" Adam thinks I'm growing the next Hawkeye golden child. He keeps kicking like this, I'm tending to think he's right.

I'm tired, but I'm sleeping like s*** right now, anyway, so it's almost torture to go lay down and THINK I just might get some rest. I toss and turn all night. In between I'll get short bouts of sleep, then I wake up hurting...somewhere. Back, butt, belly. Something in that general vicinity will ache without question during the night. When I wake up I feel like I haven't slept at all. 5-10 sleepless weeks left. I can do this. I'm just going to moan and groan about it. Poor husband.
Note to father in law ( who helped me with my life insurance...If your son doesn't take me out because of my moody, cranky, emotional irrational behavior....I know he's bound to think about collecting on that policy once or twice since I'm in panic mode about getting the nursery finished and everything we need for Hayden stocked. I am driving him nuts. God love him if he makes it through these last weeks without strangling me. ( He will. He's an angel. And I love him. And though some days he'd really like to get down on his knees and say "dear god, why me?" he loves me, too...and this keeps me sane when my body and mind are feeling like a fruit cake...heavy on the nut.)

Today I picked up diapers and wipes, breast milk storage bags and breast pads ( Hubby doesn't understand. Common theme here on Vegas Baby.) O he'll all but understand how important those pads are in the middle of the night when he rolls over in bed and slops into a big wet milk spot, now won't he?!). :). This is humorous just thinking about. He he! The storage bags are cheaper than buying endless amounts of storage bottles also, and they're alot more friendly to space in the freezer, too. Once Bessie goes into overtime production, she'll be needin' half that freezer there, Mr. KP.

I also found a dirt cheap dresser at Wal Mart. I so hate that place. I've looked everywhere though and when the list is bigger than the bank account, sometimes ya gotta compromise. I'm so there. $99 bucks. 4 drawers. It fits perfectly into the spot where I wanted it, and it matches the crib and the changing table. Good enough. I'm actually feeling pretty good about the fact that we only spent $225 bucks on all the furniture in his nursery. 'Cause sometimes I can be cheap like that. Nursery furniture, though it does serve a purpose, seems pointless to me to spend a grand on. He may use his crib for two years tops...even when it's converted to his toddler bed. I figure by the time he's three and moving upstairs, he'll be ready for a big boy bed with rails. The changing table will be obsolete in 4 months, except to look cute in his room and hold some of his endless amounts of shit. The dresser will need to grow as he does also. I found through the first two kids, the dresser they use when they are infants usually doesn't last past the three year mark...their clothes are bigger by then, and well, it just doesn't fit as much stuff as it used to. So I don't feel bad being a tight ass when it comes to nursery furniture. So yeah. $99 bucks for a dresser. Errrr. I do have to admit I was nervous picking it off the shelf. Especially since it IS from Wal Mart. So what if it only lasts a few years. I think I will have gotten $99 bucks worth of use out of it by then. And since I'm the one that puts laundry away, it will keep me (read between the lines here...and hubby....happy wife...happy life, right?) from pulling my frigging hair out everytime I wash baby clothes trying to come up with creative ways to store all this little boogers stuff. So I have free'd up the storage baskets in his tiny closet for other things, like toys ( which we have none yet) and all the other doo dads that keep along with a bouncing baby boy.It took me three hours to assemble the dresser. Darned thing.

I found a cheap little $5 lamp, with an even cheaper lamp shade for $3 that I plan on covering with some of the fabric I got when I made his wall art. I had a little green polka dot ribbon left over that trimmed some of the goodies I bought at Carters for him awhile ago, so I tied that around the bottom of the lamp and it's cute as can be. I can't wait to cover the shade next weekend! I also bought him some new letters, since the whole reason I went to Wal Mart today in the first place was to find the ever elusive A, anyway. No A though. Instead I bought the dresser and gave up and went to Jo-Ann fabrics to buy all new letters. Which I now have to paint...AGAIN! They had some cute little $1 frames, too while I was standing there waiting to check out, so I grabbed some of those figuring I could fit some of his ultra sound pics in them. It's still not 100% complete ( still want to do those stripes, and still need to fill some of the frames I've repurposed from around the house with professional photos that I still have yet to go get taken) so the nursery looks a little more like a nursery tonight. I'll be adding some creative touches to it over the next few weekends, I'm sure. Then I'll take more pictures.

For now...while everyone including the dogs snore away, it's off to toss and turn I go.