She’ll Be Coming ‘Round The Mountain…
There was nothing major that had to be done, no big epiphanies or anything. I just needed to step back, get some perspective and remember what I’m doing.
The actions haven’t really changed- just the spirit.
And, well, the nagging. That’s changed. :)
Yesterday’s message from the Universe was kind of funny. “Always be grateful for criticism, Tess”. Indeed. I was grateful – later. At the time I was a bit butt-hurt and sulky.
It’s difficult (for me) not to get defensive. I tend to want to justify and excuse rather than listen and take corrective steps. But I’m learning. A criticism from him is not a personal attack.
It just feels like one. :P
Anyway, the kids are keeping me plenty busy, as is Master. I’m sneaking in my Harry Potter obsession while in the bathroom, otherwise I don’t seem to have time to read. (Just finishing up book six right now.)
Am was chosen to go to a creative writing digital storytelling seminar thingie at the university. She had to take a piece that she’d written and choose corresponding pictures to show as she reads it. I was helping her last night with the photos and I was just struck again at how talented she is. Mark my words- someday, she’ll be published.
She’s driving now. Gah. They grow up so fast! She won’t get her license for awhile yet but she has her permit and drives anywhere she and I go. Master is a little leery about getting in the car when she’s at the wheel though. *cough*Chicken shit*cough*
She went to an 80′s themed party over the weekend and I had the best time giving her an 80′s look. I kinda went for the flashdance look- tight leggings, leg warmers, off the shoulder cut-up sweatshirt. But the hair and make-up was ‘teh bomb’. Side ponytail, aqua net bangs, big scrunchy, and the makeup was bright blue eyeshadow clear up to her eyebrows. She was so made of 80′s win.
B-man is going to start taking guitar lessons, which I think is way cool. He’s had a cheap electric guitar for awhile but it’s only been in the last year or so that he’s taken an interest in playing it – and then it broke. So when his birthday rolled around earlier this month and he said he wanted money to save up for a guitar, we started looking around. There’s a place not far from here where we knew there were some second-hand guitars so we mosied on over. Not only does the store owner fix guitars, he also gives lessons and is opening a place for jam sessions and stuff. We got B-man an acoustic guitar for his birthday present and the guy is going to fix B-man’s electric guitar and give him lessons. He’s pretty stoked about it. So am I. :)
Jes is.. well, Jes is Jes.
She’s a hypochondriac (just one among her various problems). Pregnancy has made it worse. Right now she thinks she has the swine flu. She has no symptoms! But that doesn’t matter. She’ll create them.
A couple of years ago she thought she had testicular cancer. So, you know, psychosomatically whipping up symptoms for swine flu will be a piece of cake for her. If you can imagine imaginary tumors in your imaginary testicals, you can imagine yourself a fever I’m sure.
I know it’s not really a joking matter, least of all to her, but if I can’t laugh about it, I’ll cry and I’m so tired of crying.
Every twinge she feels makes her panic. Every cramp, every time the baby isn’t moving enough or is moving too much. She worries about the food she’s eating- No. Lemme rephrase. She doesn’t *worry* about it, she obsesses over it. Is it too close to the expiration date? Is it too much? Is it good for the baby? Is it on her approved list of foods to eat? The doctor said to cut down on caffeine, she won’t touch a can of soda. The doctor said she was dehydrated, she’s practically drowning herself in water.
She is constantly calling the doctor to ask about this pain or that sensation. While down at grandma’s and while visiting the baby-daddy, she carted herself off to the E.R. three different times. THREE. Had she been here where I could monitor things with her and calm her down like I know how to do when she has these manic-panic death-is-looming episodes, she’d not have gone. Soooo.. since she’s getting too far along to be traveling anyway, and since she can’t mentally handle it, she just can’t go anymore.
Other than her mental state, she’s physically doing very well. She’s starting to get uncomfortable- back pain and swollen ankles, etc. She had an ultrasound on Monday and she’s either further along than they thought (by 2 or 3 weeks) or she’s having a big baby. But baby no longer looks like an alien peanut, she actually resembles a human now. She has fingers and toes and everything. I got to watch as she delivered several rather vicious kicks to Jes’s innards which made me giggle madly. I’m sure the tech thought I was the most evil-est grandmother-to-be but she’s never had to live with Jes. ;)
Anyway, that’s about all the excitement I have to share.
Tags: kids
Uncategorized | kaya | 
Wednesday April 29th, 2009 7:40am
You know, since Jes is being so obsessive about what kind of food is good for the baby, the baby’s health, you think that’s a good omen that she’ll really step up to the plate when it’s born? I’m really hoping for that for her (and you and the rest of the family).
Grrrrrrrrrrr.
I’m going to be singing that song all damned day now!
Could songs from Flashdance have gotten stuck in my head? Noooo. It had to be “comin’ round the mountain.”
*sob*
Ummm…does she know that all of her anxiety is hurting the baby way worse than anything she could eat or not eat? The stress hormones that she’s bathing the little one in are NOT good for it. Maybe that would motivate her to try to learn how to manage her stress…which would carry over into her life after she has the baby.
Kaya,
While I know it a stress thing for you, I’m glad she’s home now where she’s in far better hands. I just hope she doesn’t go all hypocondriac on the baby once he’s (?) born. Fyresprite’s right, by the way, her stressing out doesn’t do the baby much good (though I have no idea what the exact harm is).
I think it’s great that Am is able and willing to actually read her own works, let alone put together a picture compilation for the story. I have a hard enough time finding cover art for my ebooks.
Do you think B-man might be a rock star, make millions of bucks and support his family for the rest of his life? Aren’t dreams cool?
Dave
She knows it’s not good to be so stressed- but she really can’t help it. This goes back to her anxiety issues, those things we were working on before she got pregnant and everything screeched to a halt. Bah.
I so can’t wait for you to become a grandma Tess!!! It is so fucking awesome!! xx
ok, I can’t help myself. Baby’s are awesome! I so can’t wait to see the little one. And you can give her my number too, I tend to be the neighborhood nurse anyway lol. Anything I can do to help, just ask.
Thank you sweetheart! I think she has the doctor on speed dial. ;)
Mark my words…someday …YOU will be published.
Amen that.
I so totally agree with this. Am got her ability to write from you. You are an absolutely amazing writer. I have no doubt that if you set your mind to it, you could write a best seller. I would definitely read it.
di
Aww. you guys! Im published right here. ;)
Hi, i like your blog. I have a spanking blog to. If you like we can exchange links betwen our blogs.
Let me know what you think.
Regards
She? We know it’s a she? A she?! A SHE!!
We know it’s a she. :D
Unless it comes out a boy, in which case, he’ll have loads of pink clothes to wear. ;)