Friday, September 4, 2015

The Friday 7

We are going camping this weekend, so you're getting a special advance edition of the Saturday 7.

1. Justin had this week off. We didn't do anything exciting, but I very much enjoyed having him around so I could take numerous naps throughout the week. Sleep is my life.

2. I read Amy Poehler's book, Yes Please this week (number 28 in my 30 before 30!). It was actually a little disappointing. I loved you in Parks and Rec, Amy, but your book wasn't that funny. Tina Fey and Mindy Kaling's books were much better.

3. Lucy's second week of school wasn't quite as successful as the first. The novelty wore off a little bit and she didn't want me to leave her on Monday. She was crying again on Wednesday when I left. But both days she came running out to me after school, telling me what a great day she had. And both days she actually played at recess! Making progress! Although she really didn't want to go to school on Wednesday and was super excited when I told her that she has seven days off before she has to go back. It's going to be a looooong year if she's already sick of school.

4. I'm super paranoid that Lucy is going to be sassy and disrespectful at school. I know kids are 800% worse for their parents than other people, but seriously, this story . . .

One day this week I was giving the girls a bath and Lucy kept splashing water all over the place. I repeatedly told her to stop and finally lost my temper when she kept doing it and shouted, "What part of stop do you not understand?!" Without missing a beat, she smiled and said, "The S-T."

5. I have had a headache for 3 straight days and I'm about to rip my head off. The only thing I can take is Tylenol, which doesn't touch the headache. I just drank a cup of fully caffeinated coffee, but so far that doesn't seem to be helping either. This is seriously the worst.

6. I can't remember if I've written about this before, but it's been interesting to be in the early stages of pregnancy during all the Planned Parenthood drama - especially because I've had so many ultrasounds. I saw my baby's heartbeat at 5 weeks pregnant - that's 3 weeks after conception! It's not just a random collection of cells! It's a beating heart!  I saw the baby waving its arms and legs at 9 weeks. At my most recent ultrasound (11 weeks, 4 days) I noticed that the baby jumped when the tech pushed hard on my stomach. At first, I wasn't sure the two were related, but then I read this in my weekly babycenter email:
The most dramatic development this week: reflexes. Your baby's fingers will soon begin to open and close, his toes will curl, his eye muscles will clench, and his mouth will make sucking movements. In fact, if you prod your abdomen, your baby will squirm in response, although you won't be able to feel it.
Don't tell me a "fetus" doesn't feel pain during an abortion if it can feel the ultrasound wand through my belly!

7. On a lighter note . . . we're going on our annual, once a year camping trip this weekend with Justin's extended family. I'm really really trying to have a good attitude about it. I really really don't want to be that whiny girl who is too good for camping. But I'm really really dreading it. I want my girls to have these memories. They will love it. But it's sooooo much work for me. I've spent hours this week making lists and grocery shopping and packing. Oh, and did I mention we're tenting it? I also don't want to be one of those women who plays the pregnancy card for everything (especially since I'm not even out of the first trimester), but I'm really not looking forward to trying to sleep in a hot tent on a sticky air mattress. I have a hard enough time sleeping in my own bed in my air conditioned bedroom. And this particular campground has a huge hill you have to go up and down to get from the campsites to the lake. When I was pregnant with Lena, I got major Braxton Hicks doing that hill. I'm not far along enough for BH this time, but my sciatic has already started hurting, and I'm honestly worried about overdoing it and having more bleeding from my SCH.

And then there's the bear anxiety. I know, logically, it is the stupidest thing in the world. I am a grown woman, not some little kid, and yet I am terrified of bears. We're camping in Newaygo, which has had a record amount of bear sightings this year, and I break out in a sweat every time I think about lying in that tent at night just waiting for a bear to come eat me or my kids.

I'm sure it'll be fine and we'll all survive, but feel free to pray for my nerves . . . and my stupid headache to go away. Camping in the 90* weather is miserable enough. I can't handle adding this headache to that stress.

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