More waiting!

Well the child is as stubborn as his mother (and his grandmother) and he will appear when he’s darn good and ready! Her due date is Sat. and now we’re hoping he just waits until next Mon. then her own doc will induce her when he gets back. At this point I really would prefer her own doctor, and I’m all for the inducing, I know there are conflicting opinions on that, but I’m getting worried. Brie is built just like me, and is the same size (well the size I *used* to be. *L*) She now weighs 129, about what I weighed when I had her. I delivered her, just barely and after 72 hours and she was just under 7 lbs. Chels was just under 8 lbs. and I had to have a C section. She’s so big now, babe’s about 7-8 already. Oy.

She had another appt. today, her dr. wanted to see her before he left town, she’s the same…so chances are the baby won’t be born early. I took some pics of her the other day and will put them on here when I get them developed. I suppose I should hurry huh? *L*

So that’s the news there. I’ve been pretty busy so the days are going by quickly. Today I got my hair hi lighted and low lighted, and cut and wonder of all wonders, I like it. 🙂 It’s just about to my shoulders, and straight. I can curl it under or out whichever I feel like. I have to use those huge rollers because my hair has so much natural curl when I gel and scrunch it, it looks like I have a perm.

Hubs is extremely busy, and Chels is happy in school, with Brie now starting her own life it’s amazing how much free time I have. I’m enjoying it. I suppose I should wail about, gnashing my teeth *snort* but … nope. Feels good. *w*

For the last while, I’ve been mainly very involved in my girls. More so with Brie’s struggles and also making sure Chels was okay with all of what was happening. It’s been very time and thought consuming. It took awhile after that to just get back into normalcy. Felt strange at first, you know? This year now, I finally am able to enjoy it.

It’s actually a perfect time for hubs to start playing in a band again. I’ll be able to go with him all the time and such, and he now has more free time also, to be able to do it. It’s already been fun seeing everyone again and reconnecting, we can’t wait for the band to start up and we can all go. We all had such a blast at the wedding.

Well…except for a few moments when I wanted to annihilate the keyboard player that is. I don’t know if you remember but she’s new to the band, and yes, it’s a SHE. And SHE seems to want to be a bit more buddy buddy with my husband then I appreciate.

I’m used to women flirting with my husband, especially in the band. But she’s one of those women, who seems to like a guy even more if he’s with someone. She’s of the slut variety, you know? I kind of knew this, Bonn had filled me in becuz this chick was in the band with Bonn’s hubs right before this one started up again. But I thought, Pfft. Whatever. I’d wait and see until I met her, maybe she was just like that with Mike. You know, be cool about it. HA. About half way thru’ the night I wanted to rip the woman’s eyes out. After she’d followed my hubs around like a puppydog, and called him ‘trouble maker’. (see Solitares eyebrows hit the sky) and talked to no one but him, the other guys briefly and hubs parents.

It just hit all of a sudden, I mean I was absolutely furious. I stalked, yes stalked back to get water and hubs saw I was pissed and followed me. I lit into him like nobodies business. Oy. I wasn’t even mad at him! I was mad at her, yet I felt it would be bad manners to rip her head off at our friends wedding, so hubs got it instead.

I told him I wouldn’t be coming to watch this band play, and I believe the word F*ck was bandied about, there was no way I was going to play these games…etc., etc. I have to laugh now because my husband looked so shocked and like “WHAT?!” He looked at her, looked at me, said “You’ve got to be kidding-” and then I cut him off and furiously reassured him through gritted teeth just how very serious I was.

I could not believe how instantly outraged I was. Someone was trying to mess with MY marriage? I. will. kill. her. Remember how I got when someone messed with Brie? Yes, like that. Oy. I told hubs “I am NOT doing this again.” Then he really did a double take, because of course I haven’t done that with him, that was my first marriage. Flash back city. I flashed forward into some kind of scenario, I don’t know…use the phrase vivid imagination and I raise my hand. Sigh.

That’s not the worst. I was mad for two days. Still get pissed when I think of it. Now what the hell?

This chick is not some hot looking, built, etc. person even. She’s pretty I guess. It’s simply her whole flirting persona, I hate that shit. Plus I’m protective. Of my girls and of my marriage. I happen to like what we have very much. I respect it, hubs respects it. We are very physical, touching all the time, little squeezes and kisses, etc. Everyone calls us the perfect couple-which I do not like. You know the marriages that always break up and everyone says, “But they were the perfect couple?!” I don’t want to be them! *L* I just reread that, we don’t GROPE each other all the time, I don’t mean that-that’s disgusting-I just mean we always stand by each other, and usually hold hands or lean or whatever. Anyway my point from all that is…people usually respect that. I mean they SEE we are obviously in love and we don’t get messed with. The fact that my hubs may glower a bit if a guy gets too ‘close’ to me, or my eyes may shoot sparks at a woman, may help that also. Heh. Usually that’s enough. This chick went way over my idea of my husbands space apparently! She does it again and she’s going down.

I was so …insulted? Is that the word? And shocked. But I was also embarrassed for getting so mad. I don’t know why or who I was embarrassed to, myself I guess. Maybe I thought I shouldn’t get this mad, I mean here I am 40 yrs. old, we’ve been married forever it seems, I don’t know. I know, I’m making this an extremely long story, I’m just kind of going over it in my mind too. Plus I don’t talk, other then general things usually, about hubs and I don’t want you to think he’s a flirt or anything and that’s why I got mad. He did absolutely nothing. He was very attentive and loving with me all night, like usual, so why did I get so furious? After I got so pissed, he didn’t so much as look her way the rest of the night and she gave ME a dirty look when she left. Ha. I just grinned. Mockingly. I can out bitch her anyday in that situation.

I HATE that. I don’t want to be pissed. Or have to be a bitch. Well I know I don’t *have* to, but it’s instinctive at that time.

Next day, hubs and I talked about it, he said he was going to talk to the other guys, that the band was supposed to be fun, and this was NOT fun, so he was all for booting her out.

Well hell. Then I felt bad. No, I said, just wait. We’ll just see. Maybe she got the point. If not, next time I’ll lay into her anyway.

I just feel ridiculous, like I’m making such a big deal out of this. But she creeped me out.

Sigh, I cannot believe it, I have to continue!! Sorry—->