Week 29 And My General Bad Mood

Week 29
·  Size of baby:  Fat and is a tad over 15 inches long from head to heel (like a butternut squash).

Weight gain: I’ve been stress eating so I think I’ll be over my one pound a week gain.  
·  Symptoms experienced: Shortness of breath and unable to slouch without feeling compressed and uncomfortable.

·  How I feel: Anxious that there is still so much to do and I can’t plan anything. I almost regret not doing a shower until two weeks before the due date (almost… almost regret). Kind of off topically pissed off about thanksgiving plans. I am not feeling thankful at the moment.
·  What I've been craving: Theses awesome maple coated pecans and dried fruit from costco. And iced coffee.
·  What I miss: My mom. And sleeping comfortably. And I keep waking up on my back so comfortable and then I wonder why I’m so happy and realize “crap! I need to roll back to my I-now-hate-sleep position!”
·  Best moment: Finally getting my custom ordered and sized boots in the mail. This is my first pair of boots EVER that fit! I had to order them from England because I have small calves and America as a general rule doesn’t have small anything. Plus lotsof people telling me my bump is cute. Cute I like. Manatee I feel.
·  Items purchased: Nothing bought.. but we went comparison shopping for carpet for A’s room and looking at shutters to hide the hack job AC unit our landlord put in.   

Other updating… mostly bad mood ranting. 

Thanksgiving. Looks like there is an 80 percent change hubby and I are SOL for plans this year. We HAD planned on going to his parents house like we have the past couple years and staying with them. But now his brother and SIL live with the in-laws and she’s due any day. She’s not in active labor but shes close. And because she’s having a home birth if she’s in labor she doesn’t want company. And because she lives with our thanksgiving plan… we can’t go. IF she goes from prelabor to actually active labor. The midwife has stripped her membranes and it’s been about 5 days of her not progressing from contractions. So I hate hate hate hate hate not being able to plan. Hate. I like my ducks in a row. Not ‘tentatively we’ll see.” I mean. Yea it sucks she’s in pseudo labor. But we are in limbo until she is. So we could get called Wednesday night with “don’t come up” and be completely screwed over with what we can do for thanksgiving. We can’t buy a turkey and then go up.. or not buy one and need one. Plus defrosting and all the other side dishes we’d have to get last minute with the holiday shoppers and closed-on-T-day- stores. Did I mention I hate leaving things until the last minute and flying by the seat of my pants? AND we find out my other SIL gets to go no matter what and the SIL who’s having the baby is having her parents and siblings come when she goes into labor. So it’s just us that can’t go. Eff. 

Insurance. I hate them too. There isn’t much I don’t hate right now. I had to call today to argue with them over my GD supplies and their MANDATORY mail order 90 day service. I don’t NEED 90 days and getting them through the insurance is three times more expensive than what I am getting now. And is more inconvenient and takes longer. So I had a full on non-mini breakdown on the phone with the person ‘helping’ me. I can’t take anymore change right now or changed plans. I give up on today.