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I have not been here to write in well over two months. I could use the obvious excuse of having a newborn to take care of and a first grader to help with homework, but that would be a lie.

I haven’t been motivated to write anything in quite some time. To be honest, the last few posts here have been a serious effort (with the obvious exception of posting the pictures of the baby). I know that this blog was not one of the more “quality” blogs out there, it was kind of my little place to vent and just rave about whatever bullshit had been going on in my life., but regardless, I know that writing here helped my head from turning into a catastrpohe of epic proportions; one that would need a medicine cabinet full of pills to fix.

I have found a little more inspiration, and I will be sure to come back more frequently beginning tomorrow. Tonight I just wanted to come back and say hello and yes, I am still alive, to those who care.

Thanks,

K

Tomorrow it will all be over. With any hope, 24 hours from now, I will be holding my little baby girl in my arms.  Monday when I went to my doctor appointment, I was told that I had not dilated an further than previously, and that induction would be on the schedule for as soon as fucking possible ( I added the “fucking” because I have been waiting FOREVER). Yay! By the time I left the office I had orders to be at the hospital Tuesday morning at 8am.

Not fifteen minutes later, as I am literally walking in the door to my house, the phone is ringing. It is the doctors office, calling to let me know that the hospital doesn’t have a bed for me Tuesday, but that Thursday for sure at 7am they would. DAMMIT! Two extra days of waiting –  don’t they understand how TIRED OF BEING PREGNANT I am over here? I am pushing maximum capacity – I cannot grow any larger, and I am so fucking sick of having heartburn. I just want this baby out.

So here I am, the night before I go in to the hospital, practically giving myself an anxiety attack from knowing I have to wait until tomorrow morning. I have the bag packed, the infant seat installed in the car, the crib set up, the clothes washed. I am 100% ready, all I need is the baby.

The minutes pare passing like hours.

I took Kamy out today for a special trip to the mall, to pick out some special gifts of her choice for her, and to lunch that she got to pick. Amazing enough, she didn’t pick McDonalds or some other fast food place that I cannot stomach (yet another side effect of this pregnancy, and let me tell you, I MISS FRENCH FRIES! They make me ill so I haven’t eaten them in months). She chose for us to eat lunch at the Elephant Bar much to my delight.  I had me some cashew chicken and cheesy garlic bread, and boy was it fucking great. The heartburn I am getting from the lunch was well worth it.

So yeah, here I am waiting again, but with so much less time to wait. I have it on order for my best friend to have a tall, cold bottle of Mountain Dew ready for me after I push the baby out – it was worse giving that up than giving up cigarettes. I am not joking.

I will post pictures of the baby as soon as I feel like I can think again after she is born. Yay for me, its nearly over!

Nearly there,

K

Ok, so I should start by saying that I am a bad person for not updating since the last post. I had my follow up appointment the Tuesday after the ultrasound, and after waiting in the exam room for approximately 45 minutes, the doctor came in and didn’t even remember she had me go for the ultrasound. I had to ask what the results were, and she had to go search them out in order to give them to me. The results showed that the baby weighed around 6 pounds, give or take a pound, which is small, but not TOO small. She said that everything seemed normal, and I should not have worried.

I should not have worried? Yeah ok, tell a woman who is 36 weeks into her pregnancy something could be wrong and then expect her not to worry? Yeah, I want whatever drugs she is on, because apparently they made her delusional.

Anyways, I went back again this past Tuesday for another routine check, and found out that I was dilated to 1, and if I made it to the appointment next Monday, she would go ahead and induce me next week, probably Tuesday. Yes, she totally redeemed herself from the previous week, because anything I can do to have this baby out of me sooner makes me happy. In order to hasten the pace of this, I have been walking everywhere, and entertaining thoughts of drinking castor oil (not really, blehhhh). Yeah, needless to say, I am READY to meet this little girl.

In other news, I cut all of Kamy’s hair off. I have never cut it in her entire six years of life, and she had been bugging me to get it cut for about two months now, so I went ahead and did it. I saved a lock of her hair, since the hair at the bottom was the hair she had on her head as a baby, and I chopped it all off. She now has a chin length bob, and looks absofuckinglutely adorable! She also has a loose tooth on the bottom row, which should probably fall out within the next few days. Oh my god, my baby is growing up, and here I am starting over with another baby. All of this makes me think I am fucking insane, which for the most part is true, but man – what was I thinking?

So, yeah, I will try to post another update next week before I have the baby, and then obviously, post pictures of the new addition as soon as I have the energy.

Here though, in the tradition of posting something from YouTube (which I haven’t done in a long time), is a little something I FINALLY got to see, called “Charlie the Unicorn”. This shit is HILARIOUS!

Shun the non-believer, Shun, SHUUUUUUUUNNNNNN!

Hahaha, I love it,

K

The death of one of the most amazing stand up comedians in the history of American stand up has really made me sad. When I first heard the news that George Carlin had passed away on Saturday, I had to go to the bathroom to wipe away the snot from crying so hard. I know that may sound corny, or lame, but it is true. I absofuckinglutely LOVE George Carlin. His comedy was some of the most intellectually stimulating comedy I have ever heard. He had a knack for pushing the envelope, and really just taking his subjects the the next level. Some of his comedy was even banned from being played on the radio and television back in the 70’s, for being too “raunchy” shall we say.

Here is his famous “Seven Words” clip, watch and enjoy.

RIP George, you will be missed greatly.

K

Saturday the Hot Boyfriend and I made our way down to the Anaheim Hilton for a friend of his’ wedding. This was not just your standard cookie cutter wedding either, it consisted of two ceremonies and a reception. The first, a traditional Hindu ceremony, was an amazing display of color and typical Hindu ritual. I have worked with Indian people in the past, and have seen a few wedding albums, and knew what to expect, but to actually witness the event was awesome. It truly blows away our American “traditional” wedding by far.

The second ceremony was a traditional Catholic service, followed by cocktail hour and reception. Cocktail hour ended up lasting around two hours, and the reception started late, with dinner finally being served at about 9:15pm. By that point, this pregnant bitch was hungry for some Indian cuisine. However, none was to be had, as Hot Boyfriend and I left prematurely due to some issues which will not be discussed at this juncture. All in all, I had an amazing time, and I got to witness something very beautiful.

Sunday, we packed up the van and drove Kamy down to Lake Elsinor to celebrate another friends birthday. Hot Boyfriend took Kamy for her first ride on a Sea-Do, and she loved every minute of it, urging him to go faster and faster. Thats my girl, a total thrill seeker with no inhibitions. He also took her for her fist boat ride, and she loved every minute of that as well. Seven hours later, we commenced the ride home, minus one birthday boy (long story concluding in his arrest for driving a boat while under the influence), and plus my one gnarly sunburn.

I am paying for my fun today, but it was worth it, just to see how exited my daughter got after taking a ride on those water toys. This will definitely be something we do again and again throughout the summer. It actually made me long for the future days when I can own my own river house and toys to play with. Soon enough, I keep telling myself, soon enough.

Oh yeah, less than 11 weeks to go – YAY!

Anxious,

K

Here is a link to the Today show interview with Dooce. It kind of sucks that she didn’t get to be interviewed by Al Roker though, that would have made for a great post!

I Heart Dooce,

K

So, last week during all the chaos, I checked my email account, and much to my surprise, I got my first HATEMAIL responses! Actually, they were left as comments, but since I have to approve my comments, I had the chance to read them before I let them be posted. To be quite honest, I feel absolutely validated for all of my efforts in the blogosphere now – because I am a true masochist to the heart.

The responses came to a post I wrote WAY back in November, called Good Enough. In the post, I was basically admitting my ever growing love for Amy Lee and her band, Evanescence. Yes, I did say she was emo, and probably needed some anti-depressants, but really, who in their right mind doesn’t think that?

Well, apparently there is one moron out there who took my post as some sort of lesbian-stalker style post, and got offended at the fact that I STATED THE TRUTH. How dare I do that on my own personal blog? Oh, the audacity of me to write my own opinion, which is shared by pretty much every other SANE person I have met. I figured all you faithful, intelligent, and non retarded readers might be amused by these comments, so I am going to be nice and post what she left me. I have faith that you all are like I am, and you are going to laugh your asses off at just how offended she got regarding the post.

“hey, who ever calls her a poor depressed woman is  wrong,have any of you guys watch any where but home??? well she not depressed her music is away of expressing her fealings and it’s really good music. so fuck you Amy lee rocks”

Let us not get started on the fact that this girl clearly cannot spell, or use proper grammatical practices – she must have been in the midst of a really crazy breakdown at the fact that I wrote the post. But, after reading this first one, I was surprised by the fact that she felt it was necessary to throw this one in for good measure:

“she not lesbaid shes married you have an obsession with her, i bet if she ever met you she would be really freaked out!!”

My only question regarding  this one: What is a LESBAID? I resisted the temptation to write back to this girl, and set her straight on the fact that she is clearly a moron, but I am printing these two comments out, and hanging them on my wall of fame, along with the letters of denial I got from Notre Dame University back in high school, and the picture of my first “real” boyfriend in high school – Pete (he dumped my because I wouldn’t let him put his hands down my pants).

Oh yeah, if anyone wants her email address, I have it, so just write me, and I will be happy to share it with you!

I really do feel validated,

K