This is a funny story, I promise. But first, a pregnancy update:
I, for one, cannot believe I am still pregnant. My husband cannot believe I’m still pregnant. My girlfriend, who’s a nurse, cannot believe I’m still pregnant. But alas, here I am, most definitely, still pregnant. My appointment on Tuesday with the midwife was interesting to say the least. My blood pressure was too high which landed me a “resting” period to try to get it to go down. There were also traces of protein in my urine. Cue slight freak-out from me because I figure I’m only moments away from being walked across the skyway and admitted for an immediate induction. Hubs was at least an hour away and I really didn’t tell A goodbye the way I would have wanted to when I dropped her off at school that morning. My blood pressure was taken again and it came down slightly, but not by much. I’ve had no (substantial) swelling, no headaches or dizzy spells and I’ve generally been feeling fine. The midwife came in, took a look at my file, noted that I’m practically dead on a normal day (BP of 112/60 is about my norm) but decided that I didn’t have enough classic signs to admit me right away. Instead, they took some blood to check my liver and kidney functions. She also stripped my membranes, definitely more invasive than a normal cervical check, but not the excruciating pain most people talk about. She confirmed I am now a good 4 cms and she was able to stretch me to a 5. She also confirmed I’m about 80% effaced. W. T. F. The sweep definitely brought on some steady contractions yesterday afternoon, but about the time I decided to start timing them, the little boogers up and left. Leaving me, well, not in a good place and slightly devastated. I’ve had quite a bit of, uh, “discharge” since my appointment and I spoke with Monica this morning to confirm everything was going ok. My blood work came back totally normal and the “discharge” is perfectly normal as the cervix continues to efface (which makes me think I basically have no cervix left…not sure what’s keeping this child in at this point). Lovely. I also officially turned down my opportunity for an elective induction on Friday; which makes me both proud of myself (for resisting temptation) and kind of makes me want to hang my head and cry.
Anyways, let’s talk about push presents. I think the idea of push presents is a fairly new phenomenon and depending upon where you live, may or may not be something you’ve ever encountered. Traditional push presents are jewelry, and believe me, if the Hubs presented me with some brand new, large, diamond stud earrings, you wouldn’t hear me complain. Problem is, neither of us would EVER make that kind of a purchase without consulting the other and well, I control the money around here so he’d have a REALLY hard time getting that one past me. Someday he’ll surprise me with new earrings, just not right now. I’m not really sure I believe in push presents. I mean, it’s a really nice thought and all, but the whole idea of expecting a gift for having a baby seems a little odd to me. I LOVE getting gifts, don’t get me wrong, but in this case it just seems like you’d be setting yourself up for disappointment. When I purchased Julian back in December, there were several accessories I wanted to go with him but I wasn’t going to buy everything all at once. The first accessory on my list was a new camera bag. I really don’t have anywhere to store Julian, and all my lenses don’t fit into the camera bag I DO have. I was looking for something to safely STORE my stuff in as well as something more functional to use when out and about. Since I do the monthly budgeting around here, I noticed we had some extra this month and decided to buy myself a push present. Not because I believe in them, but because it was a perfect excuse to buy myself the camera bag. So I put it in the budget and ordered the Lowepro Sling Shot 202 AW for myself. That night, I informed Hubs that he bought me a push present. He looked at me with a bewildered look on his face, which I expected since I honestly never expected anything from him. He asked me what I’d ordered and I told him. Turns out, he had intended to buy me the exact same bag, as a push present! I know he was being honest because he’d asked me about using some extra money and since the guy never does that, I didn’t think much of it. I figured he’d come across a few books or who knows what, that he wanted. Anyways, I felt bad because he never and I mean NEVER gets to surprise me but at the same time I find it incredibly hilarious since I hadn’t discussed this bag with him since December and hadn’t brought up the concept of the push present. On the other hand though, I’m thrilled to be getting a bag to safely store all my gear in and I’m excited to have something I feel more confident taking out and about. I tried to tell him about a few other accessories that I would like, but he quickly informed me I wasn’t getting anything else. Bummer. Staying true to form though, I’ll eventually need an additional camera bag/purse to use in a day to day, more casual setting. I’ll bet he didn’t even know these existed…
So, maybe someday soon I’ll actually be able to accept my push present, from the Hubs, bought my me, but mentally bought by him. Until I have this baby though, no push present for me. Somebody send me some labor vibes. Please. I really want my bag.