I went to the doctor today for my 24 week check-up and glucose screening. That orange drink is so terrible. It's not bad when it's in your mouth but once you try to swallow it the gag reflexes kick in and cause some unpleasant things. Yuck. I'll find out the results within the week.
After that I got weighed and saw the doctor. I've gained 5 pounds so far with 3-4 of them being this past month. Jeez. I asked the doctor about this irritating back pain I've been having in the lower left side that shoots down into my hiney. He said it's my sciatic nerve acting up from pressure and such. NICE! Too bad it's not something we can actually fix or even treat. I'll just have to deal with the pain and wear a maternity belt to help relieve the pressure.
My next appointment is in four weeks and then I'll start going every two. Where has the time gone! Am I seriously THAT much closer to having this little girl?! Ah! I'm excited and nervous. We still have so much to do.
On the home front, last night I got so sick of my little one NOT going to bed that I got her stuck bed out again. I'm going to leave it up from now on just so she can see it and visualize the consequences of getting out of her bed. Instead of waiting till close to midnight to actually make the move I pulled that sucker out at 10:30 after trying and trying for two hours to get her to sleep. I put her in that thing and you would've thought something was terribly wrong with her. She did not like her freedom being taken away what-so-ever. I told her she could have one more chance to stay in her big girl bed and I never heard a peep from her again. SOOOO, looks like the "stuck bed" will be taking up a permanent space on her wall from now on. Whatever it takes for this "Mom-Mom" to get some sleep.
Speaking of Mom-mom. That's my new name. HAHA. I went from just Mom to Mom-mom. I have no idea where she got it from but it's so cute and hilarious at the same time. I love when she walks in and says, "hi Mom-mom". It melts my heart.
Oooooh, and speaking of her calling me by "name". Two nights ago when Daddy was disciplining her for getting out of bed she was crying, "moooom-moooom". It was all I could do to stay posted in my bed under the covers. That was the first time she's ever cried for either of us by name. We've always been with her. Talk about pitiful.
Then, I got this brilliant idea to put one of those door knob thingy's on her door to keep her from opening and coming out and she starting pitching a fit screaming, "Mom-mom!!" She sure is getting this down nicely. Getting down how to break mommy's heart that is.
Sean and I were talking the other evening at dinner and we decided that it's not the terrible two's that she's entered it's just us being way unprepared with her change in independence. We were not prepared to have to be so consistent and firm. We were not prepared to discipline as much as we've had to. We were not prepared for her to put up this big of a fight. It's not that she's a terrible two. It's that she's growing up and this is what comes with it. She's always been our sweet little girl with an obvious fun and outgoing personality. But now that fun and outgoing personality is partnered with independence and a very strong will to do as she pleases. Time to shape and mold. Shape and mold.
So, to practically combat the bedtime madness around here she will be getting woke up at 8 AM sharp every morning. Her nap will be cut short and she'll be getting woke up from that as well. We'll take a walk every evening as long as weather permits. And in the mornings we'll try to have an outing. Obviously there is more to her schedule than this but mainly she will be getting woke up early and will not be getting a long nap anymore. I sure hope this works. It's definitely time for a more structured firm schedule...especially with another one coming in approximately 3.5 months.
