It will be worth it in the end...

Here we are again .... 
 Baby update: we moved my due date up by about a week to November 18th since I was measuring big. I have not put any stock in the due date anyway the baby will come when he/she is ready to be here. The heart beat was great yesterday, was funny the midwife had to chase the baby around my tummy to get a heart beat since the baby was busy moving. 
 I took Jami with me since she wanted to hear the heart beat, I think once she heard it for some reason this baby became more real to her. Well, that and since her bomb shell last week about "Mom you will love the new baby more than us" and I think she now knows that I could NOT love the new baby more than I love her, Jess, and Jonah.
 We go in 5 weeks to have an ultrasound to make sure our little one is growing ok, and I am sure there will be no problems. Plus we can find out what our little one's gender is, long as the baby will play nice with us for a moment and let us see the goods :). We, my friends, family, and I, are all excited, can't wait to know!
 On to the dental work.... *sigh* I will say it again, this is not the worse thing I have ever done to me but it is not a cake walk either. I have to keep telling myself that it will all be worth it in the end. I am having a full denture done for up top and more than likely a partial done for the bottom. So, all the top teeth , which were in horrible shape to begin with, have to be pulled. We did 3 yesterday. I have had a total of 8 done, but 3 of which was on the bottom (a wisdom tooth that was impacted which broke the jaw tooth in front of it, plus another broken jaw tooth). Yesterday was not to bad compared to the wisdom tooth, but I had to have a couple stitches as well.... and that is just weird. 
  Plus there was a new receptionist there that I did not know, and she was fussing about me double stacking my apt's up (which I will never do again, that is just to much running and stuff for one day on me and baby) and not listening to me. It is REALLY hard to speak with in the first couple hours after having a set of teeth pulled. I was trying to explain to her that I needed to come back in a week to have the stitches removed but she set the next time up for 2 weeks. My face was to numb and I was to frustrated to keep going around with her so I came home to deal with it later. I will call later today and double check since all the stitches I have ever had to deal with had to come out with in 7 to 10 days and not 14.
  I do  alright for the most part as long as I remember to keep my pain meds in my system, but late at night is the worse since you fall asleep and they run out. Then you wake up in pain and alone, just sad. When ever you have something like this done, something Big and what in the end will be life changing, you take a hit in the mean time to your self esteem. That is where I am at now. My smile was fucked before but now with most of the top teeth missing I so don't want to face anyone till this is all done. I have to keep telling myself  it will all be worth it in the end! And it will, God please, A new perfect smile and a new perfect baby to love on.  
 Last but not least.... I got home with my face beginning to wake up, exhausted, not brave enough to go to the pharmacy, frustrated since I could not reach Jay, and just out and out whooped. I could not get on my favorite social site and let everyone know at one time what the doctor said about baby since I have my very on drama llama that will copy my every statement. Major annoyance. My best friend tells me they understand but still ya know.. errr ... lol. Again I think it is only really a bugging factor when I am tired and hurting. Since my nearest and dearest know how my llama is they understand. 
 So this is how we end what has been a long week. Tomorrow is Friday, and I am ready to see the weekend :)

Stitches on the horizon, calm as a cucumber, and I got pulled over!

I have learned that when something that can be called an emergency happens I go numb, and it is not till hours later that I can let it out. Jesse was out in the yard today, stepped on a broken vase, the other part snapped up and gave him a nice gash on the ankle. Jonah screams "Mommy! Jesse is bleeding." I get up and look, see the kid is walking fine so I tell him to come to me. Personal opinion here if they can walk to you they are not dying. So... I take one look at his ankle and report "you have earned yourself a trip to the ER for stitches congratulations" I called Daddy, ask him to keep James and Jonah, got a lecture of how it needs just super glue, what are we in the '20s???? Called Jay with a "I am taking Jess to get stitches I will call you when I get home" I then get a lecture from Jay on the kid should have had on pants and blah blah blah. I took all this in stride with a dead pan expression since honestly I was not feeling JACK! 
 Got the kid to the ER, the doctor agreed it needed 3 stitches, and 90 minutes after walking in the door we are headed home. They wrote a proscription for a pain killer since the place he cut his ankle will be pulled and so forth. On to the drugstore we go, our normal one does not have it in stock, Wal-mart was out as well so we hit CVS, I so do not like that one at all, but they had it and in between his ankle beginning to wake up, the pharmacist holding 3, yes really 3 different conversations at once while trying to check us in, I was informed it would be an hour to get it ready....FINE!
 So, I take Jess home get his leg propped up, and wait a while then, I broke one of Jay's rules but what ever, I took Jonah and head back to grab Jesse's Rx. Then, as if today could not suck any worse, I get pulled over because we have a crack in the windshield of the van. I was angry, and by then tired and just uuuuuuuugggggggg!! So I got a warning and I have to have it fixed. Got to the pharmacy, picked up Jess's Rx then made it home. 
 I did breakfast for dinner, I have medicated my big boy since he just has to get up and walk on his ankle, I now am planning to lay down and watch a movie.  I am not numb now so I could cry with Jesse. On top of I am feeling ignored by Jay tonight he came in, hit his computer and that was all she wrote for us. What a screwed up day!