Zabali_Clawbane, she has actually tried that. She doesn’t have internet access, so I was looking stuff up for her. No joke, she was simultaneously: rubbing her nipples, doing deep knee bends, and eating a salad with balsamic on it :D. She’s fairly coordinated for a woman (wow, it’s odd calling her that. She was one of my debate students and is barely 18. Granted, we’ve been friends outside the coaching thing for three years, but still odd!).
And she knows the doctor is just trying to make sure the baby is good, she just worries that perhaps they are passing the safety window and entering in the area where it is dangerous for both of them. Her doctors really aren’t helpful. As an example, she’s heavily anemic and everytime she’d go in they’d tell her this. Yet, they’d never tell her what to do to fix the anemia while pregnant. Finally, one doctor gave her an iron supplement. Two weeks later she passed out, landed on her stomach, and couldn’t feel the baby move for the rest of the day. Needless to say, once she realized what happened, she ran to the ER. At the ER, they hooked her up to a fetal heart monitor, said the baby’s heart was fine, and told her to leave. I suppose that’s because, at the time, she had on insurance, but still. . . yeah. Oh her doctor still didn’t work with her on fixing the anemia.
Oh and I keep making jokes about what a complete asshole her baby is :D. She keeps screaming down at her stomach, “Yeah, you better stay up there! Because when you come out, you are SO grounded, mister!” We’ve also toyed around with the idea of charging rent, but little kids get their $ from mom and dad any way, so that’s a bit counter productive .
Elza B, thank you. I’ll let her know what you said because it seems you are in a very similar situation to hers. She actually got a birthing ball weeks ago and his been doing whatever it is you do with one of those things (hell if my childless butt knows) constantly.
lee, she did in fact chug a ton of that tea. And she hates tea, too. No baby, yet!
Least Original User Name Ever, I’ll let her know. I mean, at this point, she might just be ok with that. Perhaps what she really needs is a good poodle ballin. Or maybe that’s what got her into this situation in the first place.
So, I’m off to Vegas in as soon as I do my makeup (vanity thy name is me). I’ll have the laptop, so hopefully crosses fingers I’ll be posting some adorable baby pictures this evening. That is assuming little Jerky Mc Fetus decides to think of someone beside himself for once.