Ok, so I promised I wouldn’t shop online anymore.. But come on- this is Christmas, who can resist? And sometimes you get the best deals online instead of in the stores.
At Kmart online they have a special sale going on until November 26th (which means I better act fast if I decide to buy something)
I see a couple of things I could get for family members- like maybe for one of my step sisters or step mother I could get the Kimono wrap sweater (search ID# 70198911), 10% off online
If we hadn’t of just bought new bedding I might consider getting the Abbey Hill Bedding Collection, which is 30% off online (search ID# 96096112).
From what I read, the sale price is only shown in the cart and not on the actual page- the the numbers might trick you into thinking you’ll be paying more until you go to check out.
If none of that interests you, it seems like EVERYTHING online at Kmart is onsale through December-
mens shirts and bottoms, womens plus sleepwear, infant and toddler bedding, ALL juniors, boys tops, girls tops- the list goes on. There seems to be something for everyone- but it’s only online and only through the 26th.
One other pretty cool thing: There are hidden ornaments all over the website that can give you extra discounts on top of the sale already going on.
If you know me personally, you know that occasionally I blog for money. Which means writing about certain products and receiving compensation for it.
Well.. somehow 3 opportunities I had reserved came available all at the SAME DAMN TIME tonight, which means I have to write about all of them in a 12 hour period.
This means.. this blog will be spammed with Christmas Shopping crap until.. well.. tomorrow..
I don’t know how much more there is to say about layaway!
Anyways, if you’re looking for my regular blog post from this evening.. it’s most likely halfway down the page and it’s called “Oh how I miss tummy sleeping”… at least I think that’s what it’s called. I’m so stressed about having to write these posts right now that I can’t even remember.
I hope you take the time to do a tiny bit of scrolling and read the post (and maybe even comment if you’re feeling generous).
Bear with me. The craziness will hopefully be over tomorrow before noon.. ’cause that’s when they all have to be written by. AAHHHH!!!
I’m overloading myself with information on Christmas Shopping. I’ve just never been good at it- i wait until the last second and have no money to get everything I need.
As i’ve said before- layaway just seems like a really good option at this point.
With Kmart’s Kmart Layaway for the Holidays program, all you have to do is select your items, take them to the layaway counter, make a down payment.. and then pay only once every two weeks. Sounds good to me. Once your payments are completed, the items are (obviously) yours to take him, wrap, and put under the tree (if you have a tree.. we don’t, long story).
There’s not a lot of time left before Christmas to make many payments, which is unfortunate (should have looked into this sooner), but any extra time is going to be helpful considering our finances right now.
Considering the fact that we’re not looking to spend much for Christmas anyways, the 10% down payment KMart requires would be a non-issue. And if it so happens that we wouldn’t be able to make a payment, we’d get a refund. Win-win situation it would seem.
It’s hard not to stress out about Christmas- it’s approaching so fast that it’s making my head spin. I still can’t believe Thanksgiving is already next week. As long as there are options for making payments every two weeks (read: layaway), it might not be so stressful after all.
My entire life, I have been a dedicated tummy sleeper. Could never get comfortable on my sides, and forget about my back- most uncomfortable position ever.
For the first few weeks of pregnancy, I still attempted to sleep on my stomach.. but it started feeling awkward to me very early on. It may have just been my mind playing tricks on me- “Don’t squish the baby!” types of thoughts.. but I gave up on it rather quickly and became a “left side sleeper” like the OB instructs you to be (better blood flow to the fetus).
Once you become hugely pregnant, you don’t even consider tummy sleeping as a valid option. Obviously it wouldn’t be comfortable to try and sleep on something that sticks out of your midsection like a watermelon. That, and I don’t know that it’s even safe to do so- because then you might actually be able to squish your child.. ok I might be making that up, but you never know.
At the end of my pregnancy, because of my high blood pressure and continuous “contractions”- I was put on restrictive bedrest, a.k.a. pure unadulterated hell. I was told to lay on my left side, all day- and only to get up to go pee and to shower (yeah.. that didn’t really happen). That is when I started to long for my super-comfy nights of tummy-sleeping goodness. It was like the forbidden fruit- couldn’t have it but wanted it oh-so very badly.
It should be obvious that one of the first nights I was home after giving birth, I crawled into bed and rolled over onto my stomach expecting to be in pure bliss… only to be horribly disappointed. Not only could I not get comfortable.. but I was incredibly uncomfortable. I chalked it up to still having a large saggy stomach from where I had just carried Holden for 9 long months and went back to sleeping on my side since I had become so used to it.
Over the next few months, every attempt to sleep on my stomach was equally as disappointing if not more because I kept expecting it to finally be as wonderful as I remembered and it never was. Either it hurt my neck, or my arms fell asleep.. or I felt like I was dislocating my shoulders. Could it be that 9 ‘short’ months of pregnancy changed something I had done my entire life? Sure seems that way. Even 14 months post-partum, tummy sleeping is still ridiculously uncomfortable- to the point where I don’t even try it anymore.
Just another example of pregnancy changing things you never even dreamed it would, seemingly miniscule things… but things that urk your nerves.
What’s even more amusing is that I still sleep with my hands above my stomach like I did while I was pregnant (kind of like how you see vampires in caskets)- I think i’ll always have a phantom preggo-stomach haunting my sleep habits.
Perhaps in a few years after I tear my cooch up popping another kid out- i’ll finally be able to sleep on my stomach again without going dead-armed. A girl can dream.
I can’t write about the rumors on ‘sex after marriage’ as opposed to ‘sex after baby’ because.. well.. I was pregnant when I got married (that’s another story for another blog entry)- so i’ll just stick with what I know.
There are plenty of women whose sex drives are not effected by having a child, i’m sure there are some who have even more sex after pushing the proverbial watermelon out of their snatch- for most of us moms, that’s just not the case.
There are a lot of factors that add to less sex after having a child.
I always saw those TV shows with women claiming they were “just too tired” to have sex- when clearly it was just an excuse not to do it. Once you have a kid- this becomes truth. You literally are just too damn tired to do anything. The thought of sleep becomes much more appealing than doing the dirty. I don’t know about other moms, but I get excited to snuggle up in my warm covers and drift off to creepy-dreamland (my dreams are very very strange since having Holden, don’t know why). It’s funny that as a child I never wanted to go to sleep and now I almost can’t wait for it.
For the first few months of Holden’s life, he slept in a bassinet right next to my side of the bed (yay me!) To me, the thought of having sex with Holden laying right beside me was just too creepy to go through with it. Even after i’d healed from being cut twice to push his fat head out- and the urge was actually strong to have sex, I just couldn’t do it. I didn’t want Holden waking up and laying there ‘watching’ his parents bump uglies. While I knew he was just too young to even comprehend what was going on- the thought got inside my head and totally messed with me. I think we may have had sex ONCE with him in the room, I did not enjoy it… and not just because it felt like I was a virgin all over again.
That’s another thing- pain. I’m extremely grateful that my OB didn’t stitch me up looser than a 40-year veteran pornstar.. the fact that she stitched me up so damn tightly seriously effects sex these days. Sadly, I still haven’t gotten ‘used’ to sex. It took me so long after losing my virginity to actually be able to ENJOY it- now it’s as though i’m starting all over again. Feeling like i’m being torn apart any time Thomas and I get down, definitely makes a girl a little reluctant to want to do it in the first place.
Once Holden moved into his room, it was definitely a relief not to feel like beaty baby eyes were watching me all the time… but then the baby monitor started ruining the mood.
Picture this: you’re in the middle of a ‘moment’- things are going well, you don’t feel like your snatch is being torn in half.. and you hear “WAAAAAHHHHH” come billowing ominously through the baby monitor. Instant mood-killer.
You have to stop what you’re doing (unless you want to screw through a baby crying… and that might make you a serious freak (and not in a good way)), HOPEFULLY wash your hands (please don’t touch baby with nether-region fluid covered hands), and do whatever it is you do to get baby back to sleep. No matter how short or long that takes, the moment is officially ruined. It’s hard to get back into it after that. It feels almost forced to jump right back into the swing of things after you’ve soothed an innocent child- dirty even.
It’s even worse when baby just won’t go back to sleep and you have to bring them into bed with you. A bed you were just getting nasty in. A bed you wish you were still getting nasty in.. and instead you’re snuggling up to your crotch-fruit.
I’m so paranoid about it now that I find it hard to enjoy sex, i’m constantly looking over at the monitor just waiting for Holden to cry- and about 8 times out of 10, he doesn’t disappoint. I swear he knows when we’re doing it and is crying ‘pleeeaaaasseeee don’t make me a sibling!’
Even if none of that is a problem for you (i’ve read about girls screwing while their kid is IN BED WITH THEM, or IN THE SHOWER WITH THEM.. ew), the lacking sex-drive may be. A lot of moms I know have problems with their libido. It’s not that you don’t want to have sex, it’s that you don’t want to have sex. How I miss the days of wanting to do it constantly.
I’m sure all of this is a lot harder on Thomas than me. That’s what he gets for knocking me up!
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