Still here

I'm still here, life has just been taking over that's all.

Part of the reason I've been MIA is that for a good chunk of the last 48 hours I either had a migraine or I was recovering from one. Today though I feel great. In fact I've often thought about it and I seem to feel really good right after a migraine, almost as if you don't know how much pain they actually are until you are done with one.

Mr. Sloth, who is just about done dealing with the needs of his wife, was wonderful though. He massaged me and brought me ice when I asked and arranged to have his mom watch Helen during part of the day so I could recover, because keep in mind a migraine is bad enough, but a migraine while 9 months pregnant is beyond misery. Not only is there only one way to get even a little sleep while *this* pregnant I can't take any medication that would help and I can't load up on caffeine that would usually help. I just have to hope that the one position I CAN sleep in is capable of causing unconsciousness.

It actually felt like a practice round for when baby comes. I got to practice all of my techniques to deal with pain and just like with child birth the pain doesn't go away you just find a way to deal with it...or pass out. I dealt with it as long as possible before waking Mr. Sloth for help and when he couldn't help anymore I took a bath in the dark. It was during this dark bath that I realized this is what it might be like when baby comes. Demand's room is right next to the bathroom and she sleeps with the door open so I didn't want to wake her with light from the bathroom. Afterwards, I moved downstairs, so that my whimpering wouldn't wake Mr. Sloth and so I could in all honesty sleep with the living room door open. For a while I imagined Mr. Sloth finding me outside frozen with my head in the snow in an attempt to deal with the pain, but it was too painful to actually move that far.

Since I would most definitely choose birthing a child to having a migraine, I should be good to go then. Remember; childbirth is a part of nature, migraines are not.

Anyway, I'm better now and my head did not explode.

Demand and I had a packed day. We ran errands all morning; groceries, Target, and tied up some loose ends at Church. (Baptism arrangements, tithing, CCD...) Then it was time for a late lunch. I let Demand stay up a little later before nap time since we had a late lunch. At first I thought it may have been a bad idea but once I started reading her "new" library books in a slow monotone voice she nearly fell asleep in her chair.

As always I told myself I would just nap for a half an hour. Then I begged Jesus for 10 more minutes. Then I promised Jesus I would seriously get up after just 10 MORE minutes. Then I decided I was pregnant and needed the rest.

After an hour and a half nap I was hungry and needed to get up and gorge myself on food I didn't want Demand to see. I ended up getting a lot more than eating done. Demand didn't wake up until 5:30pm when we woke her up (and she wasn't happy about it). She's had a cold for a few days so I think she was sleeping it off.

We had pizza and salad for dinner. I also snuck veggies into the pizza sauce (red pepper, spinach, and sweet potato so I feel it was a decently healthy meal. In the middle of dinner Demand shouted "CAKE!!" remembering that I promised she could help me make cupcakes when she got up from her nap.(At the time of course, thinking it would be at 3pm not 6pm) So after dinner Mr. Sloth headed to the gym and Demand and I had a full evening. We made and decorated cupcakes. I steam cleaned the living room carpet (although it hardly feels clean) I swept up most of the round candy sprinkles that she poured everywhere, I cleaned up a 'potty accident', did the dishes and picked up the playroom and her bedroom all before Mr. Sloth came home from the gym. I think I may have burned more calories than he did, but I did eat a cupcake.

Mr. Sloth is just putting Demand down for the night (9:30pm) but at least the house is clean and I'm not as exhausted as I would expect.


I'm going to have the baby tonight, aren't I???