Week 36 - This is definitely not my most attractive moment

Okay so first off everyone is doing fine. At my last non-stress test Girl Sushi nugget wasn't moving that much but her heart beat was fine and the doctor said it was perfectly fine. Well somehow she must be making up for things because she seriously is rocking and rolling today. I've noticed myself that my stomach has dropped well beyond obvious proportions. Does this mean I will be going in sooner?

I am so friggen uncomfortable that I'm wondering how I can go for another week. I'm pretty much trapped at home because I can't walk that much (although my foot has gotten better) and I can't stand for very long. My cleaning lady came today and cleaned the whole house (which makes me feel much better) and I just sat there. That was pretty much the extent of my activity for the day except talking to my mother in law on the phone and going out (because I couldn't handle it anymore) to pick up some dinner. Mr. Sushinut had to work today...which wasn't so bad because I've gotten to that point where EVERYTHING agitates me. Which brings me to the next complaint...

If I hear one more crack comment from any stranger or even worse my mother about random weird pregnancy things I'm going to sock someone. Seriously.

My mother called me yesterday to let me know that I'm going to have a spinal (epidural?) for the c-section. My response... "well I friggen hope I have SOMETHING". She thinks because she had a c-section 37 years ago she is all knowing. Then she went on to tell me some crack story how the nurse kneed her in the stomach really hard so that she would bend over more when she got it and to tell my doctor that I didn't want that done. I was like what in GOD are you talking about woman!

The day before she called to tell me that my children need to have two separate pairs of god parents not one pair.

And last week it was something about not getting my carpets cleaned with toxic chemicals. Yes mom...I made sure to seek out the companies WITH toxic chemicals when choosing a place to clean my carpet.

And then there's all the random older women that keep telling me to make sure to exercise as much as possible because it makes for an easier labor. I would say so...If I did any type of exercise now I would end up going into labor right now! So I then have to explain that in my condition my doctor has ordered no exercise for me. That seems to bewilder them. I feel like screaming...listen! No pregnancy is the same! Just deal with it!

Oh and then my mother also called to let me know that she really has an issue with sushi girl's middle name. To which I just replied. "Gee I'm sorry to hear that, but it's not changing".

All these comments along with the horrified glances of how big I've grown (from even pregnant women!) has just made me down right irritable. And that's not even going into the pregnancy brain.

Let me explain my personal experience with pregnancy brain. Now don't be confused...I am not bragging or anything but seriously I feel the world has lost their mind. My husband when taking me around seems to be driving more irratically than ever, and this coming from a man who I used to say drove like a grandpa. He almost mowed a poor older lady down the other day crossing the cross walk because he didn't notice her. If it wasn't for me screaming at the top of my lungs, "WATCH THE LADY!" that poor woman may have not had a chance. He turns left when I tell him to turn right and misses turns so that we have to circle around the block umpteenth times. Before I left work my whole staff had pregnancy brain for the last 3 months. And just last week I went to put a deposit into an IRA account and I had to remind the darn bank clerk to actually take my money. He seriously was just going to say that I deposited 2k without even a check for the money. I had to remind him! Made me wonder what would have happened if I hadn't.

For me everything seems perfectly clear as a bell. I mean, despite the occasional forgetting a word or something...like I'll want to use a word like psychiatrist but forget the word. Annoying things like that...but at least my thoughts are clear. I'm not sure which is worse these days though...trudging through in some pregnancy daze? Or being surrounded by others in a daze. I think I'm expelling some sort of toxic pregnancy chemical that is affecting everyone around me!