An End in Sight

My doctor's appointment yesterday went well. Actually when I got there they said they didn't have me down for an appt that day- even though I know that's the date they scheduled me for. I think the receptionist forgot to put it in the computer. So we anxiously waited for a bit and my nurse, Michelle, came out and said Dr. Hinson had just left but was coming back. I was so relieved because this is my last week and with Dr. Hinson leaving town I had questions for her- like what do I do if he hasn't come by my due date? Do I have to wait for her to come back or do I go to the hospital? I mean, I've never had a baby before. I need reassurance!

Anyway, she checked me and I'm 80% effaced but still at a tight 2. I guess that means I'm making some sort of progress, even though it's slow. I've been having contractions, on and off, for the last couple of days. Some are stronger then others. But still not regular or consistent enough to be anything of concern or excitement.

Dr. Hinson will be out of town for work until the 15th. She called LDS and scheduled me to go in for the night of the 14th if he hasn't come by then and they will get me going so she can deliver me the day she gets back into town. I do feel better knowing that at the most, I only have a week from Monday and then things will be set in motion. I'm not reallly surprised he hasn't come yet; I think it was mostly wishful thinking. Either way, at least now I have a game plan. If my water breaks between now and the 14th then I'll just go in and deliver with whomever is on-call. And I hear the doctor is only in there for a short time considering how long you are in the hospital; the nurses do most of the work. So let's hope we have good nurses working.

Anyway, just wanted to give an update. I guess I should just try and rest as much as I can. I think if I end up working through the end of next week, I'll have Friday be my last day. That way I have the weekend and Monday day to get all the last minute things together and can rest up for the ordeal that's awaiting me. Either way, it's exciting and a bit surreal to think that little Wrigley is going to be here so soon. I think building it up in my head that he could come early has made me anxious and not enjoying my last little bit of pregnancy. So I'm going to try really hard to enjoy these last few days of having him so close to me and feeling him move and just the beautiful connection you feel knowing your flesh and blood is growing inside of you.
It's pretty damn amazing.

Lucky Number 10

With only 12 days left till my due date I'm anxiously awaiting that "lucky number 10" and having my little boy here. He has dropped so much and the pressure is mounting- which I'm hoping is a good sign that he'll be here before the 10th. I'm dilated to a 2 as of my appointment last Thursday. My doctor informed me that she will be out of town the week of Labor Day so I'm really hoping he comes sometime next week. I don't know why but for some reason I'm more nervous about her not being there then I am for the actual delivery. Maybe it's because this is my first time giving birth, and I've been going to my doctor for the last 10 years or so, so I totally trust her. Either way, what's going to happen will happen. I just need to have faith things will work out for the best. Cross your fingers that the pressure leads to some water breaking.

In the meantime, here are a few pictures for your viewing pleasure.



This is a diaper cake one of my co-workers made me for the surprise shower they had for me a couple of weeks ago. Inside the cake was a bunch of onsies and some little pants and wash cloths. There were some spoons, binkies, a brush and rattle toy tucked in the sides of the different tiers. It was really cute.

Pictures of the nursery.

A girl at my work gave me these letters to spell out Wrigley's name. They look really cute on the wall. The camera kind of washes out the green; it's darker then it looks here. I think it's a nice contrast with the colors in the bedding and the furniture.

Oh yeah, that's the name we've decided on. Wrigley Everett Smith. :)

Gratitude

Over the last month I've had a few baby showers; one from my ward, one from Keith's mom's ward and a surprise one from my work. I just have to say how overwhelmed I have been at the generosity and support of so many people in our lives. Little Wrigley has been Hooked Up!!!

I'm getting ready to count down the days till this baby is here. I still have about 3 weeks till my due date. Hopefully he comes before then but 3 weeks isn't much time at all. I think we are pretty much ready, other then all the "spring cleaning" I wanted to do at home. I just need to pack my hospital bag and get the car seat installed and I think we're good to go.

I have been feeling so anxious lately about this baby coming- Mostly because I just want to see what he looks like! I feel him moving so much all the time now; he's getting big!! I'm pretty uncomfortable most of the time and the swelling in my hands and feet has reached an all time high. But if this is the worst it's going to get for my pregnancy, I think I can suffer through for a few more weeks.

Keith is getting really excited and I know he's going to be a great dad. We are so blessed to be having this experience and to be parents for the first time. Hopefully we won't screw it up too much. :)

See ya soon Wrigley. :)

So Close Yet So Far Away

As I'm nearing the home stretch I feel there's still so much to be done, and yet I can't seem to get motivated to do anything. Slowly but surely I'm making progress. Everyone says I'll start "Nesting" a couple of weeks before the boy is born. Cleaning walls, windows, and whatever else that's suddenly become so urgent it just can't wait.

Yesterday we got our living room carpet and hallway cleaned, and the carpet patched where dear Mojo had a little too much fun. It looks brand new and I couldn't be happier with the results. Hopefully we can keep it clean and looking nice- and that Mojo's chewing phase is over, although I'm not convinced of that yet. Thank heavens for bitter apple. At least he respects that!

I do need to clean the walls and doors, baseboards and vacuum along all the edges of the bedrooms. I look around and think, I really should clean out the air vents, organize the pantry, make sense of this and that- just odds and ends that never really got put in a place when we moved in.

This heat is sucking my desire to do anything. Yesterday was a nice day. After they finished up with the carpets we left for a few hours to allow the floors to dry. When we got back we hibernated in our bedroom for the remainder of the night as the floors were still damp. With the windows and sliding doors open, and the low temps outside, it felt good in our house! I can't seem to get enough of anything cold. Like when I got to Costco and walk into the refrigerator section- normally I don't spend too much time inside but over the last couple of months every time I go in there I find myself scrutinizing over every item cuz it's just so nice to be that cold for a change.

I seem to sleep better with naps these days then I do at night. Maybe it's because I know I have to get up for work- or maybe it's because I'm just getting so anxious for this little guy to get here. To know that he's ok and to see what he looks like. It still seems so surreal that we are going to have a child- and yet I'm just so excited to meet him and hold him that I can hardly stand it- can hardly focus on anything. Our thoughts are consumed these days with all things baby. Even Keith is having a hard time getting into his Fantasy Football as he's preoccupied with the upcoming events.

Either way, I know he'll be here before I know it. 5 weeks will go by quickly and maybe even more so if he comes before then. I should enjoy my last few weeks of pregnancy. I do love feeling him move around and realize once this is over I'm sure I will miss this experience.

Identical Twin?

I was looking at images online of Pembroke Welsh Corgi's and I came across this image. Is this Mojo's identical twin or what?! This dog looks exactly like Mojo, minus the little white patch he has on his back side. Why do I love Corgi's so much? They are so cute and fun. I love my pup!

Mirror Mirror

Mirror, Mirror, on the wall... Who's the fairest of them all?

I'm pretty sure my dog is in love with himself. He always sits in front of the mirror eating bones or playing with toys. Sometimes he even gives himself a kiss by licking the mirror. He makes me laugh. I wonder how he's going to adjust when the baby is born. I think he will be ok. He's really good with kids and really all he wants is to be loved. But he's SUCH a pre-madonna sometimes. Maybe if we hadn't cut off his balls he'd have more of a back bone. :) Okay, that's rude. But true. I love the guy more then I probably should. He's certainly the funniest, cutest dog I've ever owned. Hee hee. (and the only one!)

I can hardly believe I have 9 weeks left until this baby is born- assuming I go to my due date. I asked my DR this week if she was planning to induce me on Sept 10th and she said yes (Hooray!!) if she hasn't already induced me. So I guess there's a chance I could have him earlier. I just hope I don't have him in August. I feel like there is still so much to do, at home and at work. It's going to be weird not going to work. So much of my life revolves around it. And it's going to be strange going back because by then I'll be so used to just being home with my little guy. But it all works out right? Gotta make that money and I'm grateful to have a job that I truly enjoy- if I do have to work- things could always be worse.

Anyway, he's been moving alot more and the DR said his head is down so that's a good sign. Hopefully by this point he's too big to turn and I won't have to worry about a c-section. But there's still quite a bit of time before he's ready to be born; anything could happen. I'm still trying to keep an open mind about either delivery method. I have been feeling, what feels like anyway, a foot pushing out on my right side, just under my boob and towards my rib. It doesn't hurt, yet. It's just so cool to feel him so much now. I was kind of worried earlier when I couldn't always feel him. But the DR said I have an anterior placenta and that can make it harder to feel the baby until close to the end. His heartbeat was so strong and loud and he seems to be doing well. I'm excited to meet him and see who he looks like.

Keith thinks he will look like him, because all of the babies on my side of the family (i.e. my niece and nephew, and even my oldest sister herself) all look more like their dads. It's true. So we'll see. I haven't actually seen any baby pictures of Keith. Is that weird? But he was a cute little kid and his mom tells me he had a lot of hair when he was born. Anyway, it's pretty exciting and I just love this little baby so much; I can't even imagine what I'm going to feel when he's here and I can see him, hold him, and watch him being his own little person. It's pretty amazing the whole process and I'm so grateful that I've been blessed to have this experience. Hopefully I can do what I need to to deserve this little guy and be a good mom. I think mostly it will just come with time and hopefully some help from the big guy upstairs.

Reality Check

Is it normal to be this big at 26 weeks? I feel huge. I know, I know, I don't really look much bigger since the last pic and it's only going to get worse, with 3 months left to go. Still, a friend who is being induced tomorrow looks to be the same size as I am right now. I sure hope there is only ONE baby in there! Hee hee. Love ya little guy!