There are many words associated with pregnancy that I hate because they're gross and I don't like hearing them, seeing them, or having to say them. Here's a sample: vaginal discharge, bloody show, mucus plug, placenta, cervix, and vernix... just to name a few. Unfortunately, many of those words are cropping up more frequently these days.
The doctor has to check my cervix to see how much my cervix is dilated or if my cervix is thinning. Gross.
I may not notice if I lose my mucus plug due to increased vaginal discharge. Gross
Sadly, I had to google "mucus plug" today because I needed to know what it looked like. Can you guess why? It's terrible to not fully know what you're looking at and have to look it up. I didn't ever want to see someone else's, but how else would I be able to compare or know?! Needless to say, I'm 75% certain that I don't have mine, but I am 100% sure that even if I don't, it doesn't mean jack. It means I may have my baby anytime between now and my due date... well, I already knew that. But I wish I didn't know the word, "mucus plug."
On to more trivial and boring things... like my day :)
I woke up at 0800 and fed Puck and checked to see if anyone was awake. Mom was, so I sent Puck with her and she took him out and kept an eye on him until he decided he'd rather lay next to me while I kept sleeping... for another 2 1/4 hours. I decided I shouldn't sleep any longer or I'd mess up my sleep pattern. Jamie and Daniel were still asleep, dad was somewhere, and mom was in the office. I decided to have cinnamon raisin toast for breakfast and it was delicious, as always.
As I was approaching the last quarter of my book, I knew it was going to get into events from the first book, which I've not read. The only solution I could see was to watch The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo on Netflix streaming. I knew the book was by a Swedish author and had tons of Swedish names and locations, but for some reason I didn't expect the movie to be in Swedish. Dumb dumb dumb. I spent my morning reading subtitles and watching this Swedish film. It was far more graphic than I'd imagined... there was rape, molestation, beatings, and weird looking boobs. I also got interrupted 100 times. Jamie came in to chat while I'm trying to read the movie -- mom distracted her with new baby clothes. Then some guys showed up and they shut all my doors, so Puck wouldn't bark, but it turned my room into a sauna. After a while, I opened up the doors in an attempt to stop sweating.
My dad came in after a bit to tell me, "We're getting U-verse," or something. It'll apparently make the internet better and no one's usage will effect anyone else's signal, which is nice cause I have to turn off Netflix when I hear from Tyler or I risk losing signal and not being able to chat. It's a tv, phone, internet package or something, but I don't know when they'll be back to do it. However, if after 30 days, we don't love it, they'll take it back for free.
I was almost done with my movie by this point and wanted to get into the pool, so I asked if mom was back from the grocery store. Dad wasn't sure, but after a minute, she popped her head into the doorway. Turns out she hadn't even left yet! It was 1400 by now and they had company coming at 1700. My dad asked if she wanted help and went with her to the store. I stayed back and worked on finishing my movie, so I could get back to my book, but I got a text from Ty. I turned off Netflix and the tv, then took my laptop into the kitchen to try to be a bit more comfy.
We chatted and I was pleased to learn he'd eaten three whole meals today, which makes me happy. I feel awful knowing when he doesn't eat well or when he's tired, though one of those is always happening. I was pleased that weather wasn't too good. I like when there's bad weather and he has to stay on the FOB and do paperwork and other fairly boring tasks. As far as I'm concerned, the more bored he is, the safer he is. He got tired and had to go to sleep -- understandably so. Luckily, he was getting to sleep in an hour longer than normal.
A few minutes later, my folks got home and promptly put me to work. Mom was making a layered salad, dad was working on the shrimp and scallops, and I had to make shortcake for strawberry shortcake. I told her that was a boring dessert and I would make it, but I would enjoy it more if it were something I had wanted.
First, I made the shortcake. Second, she had me cut up the pineapple they bought for the shrimp skewers. Finally, I had to hull and cut up two cartons of strawberries, which we were to macerate for the dessert. It took about two hours to do all that, then my mom frantically cleaned the kitchen before Steve, Gayle, and John arrived. However, much to my mom's chagrin Jamie and Daniel got back to the house at about 1615 and didn't leave before the guests arrived.
Gayle is convinced Daniel is gay. Jamie was a bit hyper and her dress was entirely too short, but they were leaving to go to a hotel for the night and leaving from there tomorrow to go to Conroe. I wasn't too fussed they wouldn't be around.
My dad and Steve swam -- John got in for a minute or so, as did Gayle -- and everybody chatted outside. I stayed out by the misting fan, but had to go in after about 20 minutes due to mosquitos that were only feasting on me.
I watched the last 15 minutes of my movie, then read my book until I was called for dinner. We had bacon-wrapped scallops, shrimp and pineapple kebabs, and layered salad. Then they all looked at my parents' Europe trip pics before dessert. After dessert, we played a new game of cards called "99," that Stever and Gayle taught us. The final two rounds were between my dad and I, but he ended up winning in the end. Funny thing was that when I did lose a round (everyone has three chances to lose), everyone cheered (cause I'd been doing really well) and Puck would run over and bark. He didn't like them giving me a hard time. He also doesn't like anyone hugging me or getting too close if he doesn't trust them. He barks at Daniel a fair amount. He seems to be getting more protective, like he knows something is different. Hopefully he'll protect Eisley just as well.
They all left around 2230 and we worked on cleaning up the dishes and chatted. Tomorrow, my dad said he'd help me organize my important papers, since I don't know what I need to hold on to and what I can get rid of and the bin is getting heavy. Hopefully we can just relax in the pool and do a lot of nothing tomorrow, too.
I chatted with my mom for almost an hour about Jamie and her perceptions of things. I think mom thinks that Jamie is "trying to get a rise" out of me when Jamie is being herself. Also that what Jamie wants out of life is obviously not what we'd want and at some point they need to step back and just let her live her life how she wants, but let her know that they won't be there to bail her out all the time.
I'm sleepy, so I'll head to bed.
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