Raniy Days...

Another boring day, so I figured I would write about my happenings!

So as you know Monday I had my glucose test, and I was waiting for the results. Well, I don't have diabetes! YAY! But my not so bad anemia has turned into Severe Iron Deficiency Anemia... Looks like little Em is stealing all my iron and not getting enough for even herself. I have been taking a iron supplement since the first trimester when I heard I was anemic, but now it's gotten so bad that they want to draw blood at every appointment and keep track of it. Pretty sad, because I have been telling my doctor over and over again that I have been feeling horribly crappy. And she kept telling me to take a iron supplement, and every time she said that I would say I AM taking a iron supplement, you told me this weeks ago.

Ugh... I eat iron fortified bread and cereal. And I love veggies.. so I always make sure I am eating the ones with plenty of iron. Guess that wasn't enough. My meal plan consists of iron in every meal no matter what now. And an iron supplement a day (as I have been doing) except they wanted me to up the dose to 2 a day. Except I have read on mayclinic.com's website that it is not safe for a pregnant woman to consume more than one iron supplement a day, that it can cause still births and pre term labor, so I guess I won't be listening to the doctor. (not like she listens to me or prevents these kinda things from happening to me)

Don't get me wrong, I love being pregnant, but this is very frustrating. I could give a crap less about myself when it comes to feeling yucky everyday, but when it comes to my little girl I only want whats best for her, and the doctor never paying attention to me is really starting to piss me off. Derek and I both have decided that when it comes to delivery time we won't call our doctor to catch the baby, we will have some other doctor that is on call that night do it. I could care less! I just don't want my doctor messing me up! She will be my doctor til this pregnancy is over, and then she is done!

So enough about that... i've been feeling I guess you could say "not so hot" lately. Literally. The "your so big" comments are getting old. (This is how the women in my family carry children.. largely!) I am smaller then lots of women carrying babies and i've only gained 23 pounds. I have stayed with my one pound a week weight gain this whoe pregnancy. So as for anyone thinking I am huge or fat.. yes I am definitely overweight, and yes my belly is definitely becoming huge. But the comments don't make ME feel better. I have struggled with my weight my entire life, and once Emily is born I will loose weight and get back to a 3/4 or maybe even my tiny 2's. But for now, I can't do anything about it, so don't tell me how huge I am. It's only going to make me emotional and cry all day long. And trust me Derek hates it when I cry. So if not for me, do it for him. =)

So I am waiting on Derek to get his truck cleaned up. He had to rotate tires, and change oil, and clean it inside and out.. TO SELL IT! Yay! At first I thought this was a bad idea, all I could think about was big huge car payment and insurance going up. But then when I thought about all the things that could go wrong with this truck, i changed my mind. If his truck breaks down, we won't ahve the money to fix it and it will be setting, and then we won't be able to sell it or trade it in. So it's time to get rid of it. Plus the tax refund on buying a car this year while having a baby is a tax write off because they call it a growing family exspense. Pretty sweet.. well we can write off the taxes and lisence and stuff. but anything is better than nothing =) But anyways, I am bored! It's Saturday! I just want to go do something! I am at this house 24/7 and so need to get out and do something! Grr.. Come home Derek!

Well I may have more fun stuff to write about this next week. have a good weekend friends!
Sammantha