I am going to try something new today. And I am going to PRAY that I do it right! Most of you DON'T know about "Not Me Monday's" - well I am not sure I really know either, but I am going to give it try. My friend does this on her blog almost every Monday which she picked up from this website MckMama.
You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week. Or you can continue to read about my "NOT ME, Monday!"
You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week. Or you can continue to read about my "NOT ME, Monday!"
BTW - My "Not Me Monday" is really a reflection of the last two weeks.
On June 2 (two weeks ago) after Toby and I returned from our trip to Iowa and Wisconsin, I did not have to go to the OB by myself. My husband knows I can't stand doing this stuff by myself. So when "I" got to the doc's office, I did not start crying when the receptionist told me that my doctor was no longer there. I promise I didn't start freaking out and even maybe black out for a little bit when the Nurse Practioner that they made me see told me I was overweight and measuring at 38 weeks along when I was only 32 weeks along. And I assure you I did not tell the staff that I would not do an "emergency" ultra sound without my husband by my side. NO NOT ME! I would never freak out!
I did not spend the day debating whether or not to go to yoga that night because my emotions were too outta' wack! However, I did decide that it was the best thing for me. Ironically, on my way outta' the hospital I ran into my doctor. And though she was on the phone and I was soooooooo extremely excited to see her, I did not write her cell number all over my hand. I promise when I called her, I didn't sound anxious with adrenaline because I had had the worst day ever. No! I wouldn't do that! (BTW - my doctor started her own practice!)
Long story short, I did not spend the next couple days of my life wondering what the heck was going on with me. I promise I was not thinking 24/7 that this baby was coming any minute. And I do promise you that I was not texting my doctor back and forth because I was so unsure about everything. I would never worry that much...
Fortunately, an ultra sound on June 4 proved that I was NOT 38 weeks along. However, I assure you that I wasn't still worried enough to request another ultra sound to make sure details were secured. A week later, June 11, I did not get butterflies in my tummy and maybe even a little tear in my eye as the ultra sound tech told me that our baby was the livliest baby she has ever seen. Nor did I cry when our baby girl started playing peek a boo with the camera! Oh, and let me assure I did not cry when I got to actually see her eye ball move across her eye cavity! And I am sure I didn't tear up even when I told mom about our experience. Not me.
When we got back home I am sure I did not hear on the news (a breaking report) that there was a TORNADO WARNING for Castle Rock. I didn't spend a half hour on the back porch of my condo squeezing my husbands hand as I watched the clouds. And I am pretty sure I never shed a tear in fear after hearing three funnel clouds were spotted. NO, I PROMISE, Tornados are NOT my greatest fear and I WOULD NEVER freak out about one! NEVER!
A half hour later at my OB visit for the week, I don't think I heard that my blood pressure was ASTRONOMICAL. (Gee... I wonder why!?) I am pretty sure that my doctor did not start explaining to me the possibility of having Preeclampsia. And I know for a fact that I DID NOT have to go to the hospital for "stress test" because my doctor was worried about me and the baby. And as surprising as it sounds, there wasn't any "inkling" in me that actually wanted the doctor to send this mama into labor. NOPE, I was perfectly happy being all hooked up and even pricked (let alone being in a hospital) even if I wasn't going into labor.
Oh' Yeah and I assure you that two days later I did not end up back in there at the hospital for ANOTHER "stress test." I promise it wasn't because I was craving cupcakes and made my husband take me to Wal-Mart, which then I did not proceed to insist I check my blood pressure because I was worried. I wouldn't worry, remember I said that before? Nope, I sure didn't freak out yet agian if I found out that my blood pressure was 146/94 (or something like that!). And even though I know those stupid cuffs at Wal-Mart don't work, I promise you I did not text my doctor because I was worried. Again, I don't worry. So the doc really didn't make me come to the hospital again, that would be pointless. Oh' yeah and one more thing, the nurse at the hospital surely would not have told me to stay away from those "imitation blood pressure cuffs" because we all know they are ALWAYS right. Oh' whoops one more thing... I did not tell my doctor as I was leaving the hospital that the next time she makes me come, she better deliver my baby! LOL.
Okay so thats about it of the "NOT ME's!"
On June 2 (two weeks ago) after Toby and I returned from our trip to Iowa and Wisconsin, I did not have to go to the OB by myself. My husband knows I can't stand doing this stuff by myself. So when "I" got to the doc's office, I did not start crying when the receptionist told me that my doctor was no longer there. I promise I didn't start freaking out and even maybe black out for a little bit when the Nurse Practioner that they made me see told me I was overweight and measuring at 38 weeks along when I was only 32 weeks along. And I assure you I did not tell the staff that I would not do an "emergency" ultra sound without my husband by my side. NO NOT ME! I would never freak out!
I did not spend the day debating whether or not to go to yoga that night because my emotions were too outta' wack! However, I did decide that it was the best thing for me. Ironically, on my way outta' the hospital I ran into my doctor. And though she was on the phone and I was soooooooo extremely excited to see her, I did not write her cell number all over my hand. I promise when I called her, I didn't sound anxious with adrenaline because I had had the worst day ever. No! I wouldn't do that! (BTW - my doctor started her own practice!)
Long story short, I did not spend the next couple days of my life wondering what the heck was going on with me. I promise I was not thinking 24/7 that this baby was coming any minute. And I do promise you that I was not texting my doctor back and forth because I was so unsure about everything. I would never worry that much...
Fortunately, an ultra sound on June 4 proved that I was NOT 38 weeks along. However, I assure you that I wasn't still worried enough to request another ultra sound to make sure details were secured. A week later, June 11, I did not get butterflies in my tummy and maybe even a little tear in my eye as the ultra sound tech told me that our baby was the livliest baby she has ever seen. Nor did I cry when our baby girl started playing peek a boo with the camera! Oh, and let me assure I did not cry when I got to actually see her eye ball move across her eye cavity! And I am sure I didn't tear up even when I told mom about our experience. Not me.
When we got back home I am sure I did not hear on the news (a breaking report) that there was a TORNADO WARNING for Castle Rock. I didn't spend a half hour on the back porch of my condo squeezing my husbands hand as I watched the clouds. And I am pretty sure I never shed a tear in fear after hearing three funnel clouds were spotted. NO, I PROMISE, Tornados are NOT my greatest fear and I WOULD NEVER freak out about one! NEVER!
A half hour later at my OB visit for the week, I don't think I heard that my blood pressure was ASTRONOMICAL. (Gee... I wonder why!?) I am pretty sure that my doctor did not start explaining to me the possibility of having Preeclampsia. And I know for a fact that I DID NOT have to go to the hospital for "stress test" because my doctor was worried about me and the baby. And as surprising as it sounds, there wasn't any "inkling" in me that actually wanted the doctor to send this mama into labor. NOPE, I was perfectly happy being all hooked up and even pricked (let alone being in a hospital) even if I wasn't going into labor.
Oh' Yeah and I assure you that two days later I did not end up back in there at the hospital for ANOTHER "stress test." I promise it wasn't because I was craving cupcakes and made my husband take me to Wal-Mart, which then I did not proceed to insist I check my blood pressure because I was worried. I wouldn't worry, remember I said that before? Nope, I sure didn't freak out yet agian if I found out that my blood pressure was 146/94 (or something like that!). And even though I know those stupid cuffs at Wal-Mart don't work, I promise you I did not text my doctor because I was worried. Again, I don't worry. So the doc really didn't make me come to the hospital again, that would be pointless. Oh' yeah and one more thing, the nurse at the hospital surely would not have told me to stay away from those "imitation blood pressure cuffs" because we all know they are ALWAYS right. Oh' whoops one more thing... I did not tell my doctor as I was leaving the hospital that the next time she makes me come, she better deliver my baby! LOL.
Okay so thats about it of the "NOT ME's!"
Really quick, I just wanted to say how happy I was that some of you are using my tips from the last blog "I can teach you to save money!" I want to hear about your success stories!
Also, some of you have been wondering where Toby and I are registered. Please don't go over-board and I can't express the importance of practicallity. There are some things we already have too much of... so if you stick to the registry, the better you'll be at getting us something we'll use! Check out our registry here at Baby's R Us and here at Target.
1 comment:
Oh girlie sounds like you were NOT AT ALL having a crazy week! I hope you are feeling better and not so worried. I can't believe it's almost time for the little one to make her debut already!
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