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 :)

An Ode To The Joy Of.... Then Misery Loves Company...

Seems like just yesterday I was telling everyone I was having my forth child... and now we have around 5 and 1/2 months to go.. Time is flying. I am gaining weigh as I should be slow but steady and things are going great with the baby. I am miserable but happy for the most part. 
 My sister in law announced a couple weeks ago she is pregnant as well. I am due November 24th (tho all my babies came 3 and 4 weeks early so I am planning for the front of November) and she is due Jan. 1. When I told her I was having a baby she said she may want another now that I am having one... I am NOT jealous of the baby, I hope my brother's newest one comes out healthy. What does upset me is that she is now mimicking all my things with my baby. Like the no testing, she is adamant about a tubal ligation after the birth, and so on so forth... 
 After what the last 7 months of my life just once I think I deserve to be unique, like I said I am not upset about my new niece or nephew, I am however a little annoyed with my childish sister in law. So I am not posting anything more in public about my baby. I will tell my nearest and dearest in private and that will be that. This way I keep all my joy and lose all the drama that could be brought to the scene. 
 On the joy note we have nailed down a couple names that I think will fit, these may change but for now it is Jody Lee for a boy and Juliet Lee for a girl. I would like to have another little girl, but I will love either that God decides to give me, all I really want is the baby to be healthy. 
 On a misery note, my midwife referred me to a dentist and I am having LOTS of dental work done and may I say OUCH!!!! The dentist assure me that I will have a perfect beautiful smile for the first time in my whole life, I just have to suck it up right now and get through the worse of it....
 Another misery note, sorta, a couple weeks ago my best friend in the world confided in me that we are looking at a cancer scare. Scare is the right word, I am terrified since I can't see my life with out her, and I am praying for all I am worth. We should have the first set of test results in next week... So I am still praying. This friend is like me and has a male best friend that I was an acquaintance with but not close to. Well, when I got the notice from An. of what we were looking at I turned to her friend to make sure he was taking it okay, this was after I called my male best friend and cried my eyes out. Well, An. best friend was drinking and he knew me slightly from before I woke in October... he decided to overstep the bounds of what I consider decent and within the limits of friendship. So I promptly slammed the door on that new friendship. I feel bad for him since he seems like such a lonely man and in need of all the friends he can get, but I am not the woman that will put up with drama, personal insult so, it is his loss since for me he was no more than a mere blimp on my radar as it were. I would welcome an apology from him and I would love to know why he felt it necessary to turn it into what felt like to me a personal attack but I am not taking the first step since I am not the one that started the pissing contest that I nicely shut down... 
 All and all life goes on and I am not in a horrid place.. My mouth is hurting and I know this is only the start but the end will be worth it. The older kids are growing and thriving. Jay is still being Jay but he is trying to be more considerate since I am pregnant. This is where I am at in life right now and that is fine, I have to keep "Graceful Dancing".