The Fetus-Induced Carpal Tunnel gets worse each day. It becomes increasingly harrrrder to tyyype. When fine motor skills are needed, it feels like I’ve strapped a squid to my wrist and asked it to perform the Beguine.
My doctor’s recommendations aren’t working. I’m drinking like a fish, elevating my feet (holy dromedary, Batman! I’ve never seen ankles so huge!), and wearing a wrist brace. Nada. It’s as if my hand went to the dentist and the Novocain just won’t wear off.
The shower went off without any major hitches. It was your standard girlie tea-party-esque (read: no martinis. Darn.) affair. People ooohed and aaahhhed and touched my gut WITHOUT PERMISSION. I knew it was coming, so I plastered a fake smile on my face and tried not to deck people for it.
People appeared to have fun. At the very least, they plastered on that same fake I-don’t-mind-you-touching -me-in-ways-that-would-be-totally-creepy-were-there -not-an-alien-being-kicking-me-in-the-ribs smile.
People were kind enough to keep the pink and the frills to a minimum on the gifts. Sophie only had to be restrained once on issues relating to the backyard, something that I think is commendable. (It was along the lines of: “No, Sophie. You may not wind the hose around the tables and through the chairs so that you can water my plants and heckle me in front of my guests.” After that, I slyly hid the hose just to be sure. Mamma didn’t raise no dummy.)
I washed the baby clothes and set up the changing station this afternoon. I put sheets on the crib. Wow. There really is a baby coming.
I just pick her up from the hospital when she’s fully cooked, right? Sort of like Applebees car-side service. Right? Right?
Yeah, that's it... just pick her up at the drive thru window. RIGHT !!!!!!!
The shower was very nice and your girlfriends did an absolutely WONDERFUL job with everything! I saw you grimace when someone rubbed your belly and wished that I'd had a bandaid handy to slap on your bleeding tongue after you bit down on it.
Is there some sort of luck attached with rubbing a pregnant woman's tummy? Have you thought about changing your name to Buddha?
Posted by: Mom at April 11, 2006 8:41 AMyour shower rocked. and i never say that. april, nia, and angela are the BOMBS. oh, and for the record i didn't rub the belly...because i didn't want to get smacked.
Posted by: kat at April 11, 2006 10:06 AMWhen you make your checklist of things to do before the baby comes, don't forget:
Birth Manifesto: Part Deux
Have lots of sex
Get lots of sleep
Have a nice long uninterrupted meal with your husband
and just to be sure - go over Birth Manifesto Part 1 with your immediate family ONE more time - JUST to be sure! :)
PS. I hope your fine motor skills improve in record time, Jen! We love your posts!
Honey, you must do whatever Nicole says.
Posted by: Dimitri at April 11, 2006 11:46 PM