Well all that's left is to wait. Some days are good some days are bad. We just went to the doctor yesterday and he did check me. No dilating but my cervix is thinning and she is down more, so that's good.
I'm been trying to keep myself busy but it's hard. Most days I don't have the energy to do anything. Seriously I just sit/lay in bed all day. I try to keep myself occupied by looking at Pinterest, or coloring (yes I color, what of it), checking facebook, taking naps, trying not to eat everything or counting down the time until my husband gets home. When I do get some energy I pass the time with doing the laundry or the dishes. Pretty awesome right?! Yes, yes I know I live a very interesting life.
This past Sunday I actually did accomplish something I thought was super productive. I started making meals for my freezer. I love my husband to death but he's no chef. His meals consists of anything frozen that you warm up in the oven (fish sticks, chicken patties, etc.) or he can make a mean hamburger helper meal, tacos, hot dogs or his favorite hamburger noodles. He's also very skilled at using a microwave to make soup or corn dogs but that's not dinner so it doesn't count. So to save myself from getting irritated or feeling like I have to get up and make something I've chosen to freeze meals. All he has to do is take it out of the freezer and put it in the oven at the right temperature and for the right amount of time, which I think he'll be able to manage just fine. So far we have two chicken casseroles, tuna fish casserole, a meatloaf, stuffed shells, crock pot chicken (which is just BBQ chicken but super tender and yummy- thanks Stack for the recipe!) and chili. I'm also going to make baked ziti and chicken parm. (When? I have no idea, because I have yet to find any motivation to do so.) I'm hoping my mom will bring over some of my favorite meals too or we can go over there. (Hint, hint. I would love chop suey and some home-made chicken noodle soup or lasagna!) I also plan on re-stocking our shelf in the basement so we won't have to go to the grocery store as much. Just your basic stuff like paper towels, toilet paper, laundry detergent, dish soap, body soap, extra pasta, extra soup, and easy meals for Scottie to make.
Now all I can think about it that stupid bathroom floor. Every time I go to the bathroom (which lately seems like all the time) I look at the floor and just sigh. We have linoleum floors that are pretty much white, maybe an off white but they are the worst. You can see every spec of dirt and it drives me nuts. I would like to sweep, swifer and mop before the baby comes, maybe even vacuum. But I can't seem to find the energy to actually do it. Wah, whatever it'll get done eventually.
I actually took a walk today too. It was very refreshing. Nice to take a walk and instead of sweat just feel the cool crisp air. I've also heard that walking can help your labor along. ;) Maybe I'll tell myself that cleaning will help too.
Until then I'll sit here and wait. Wait for my precious baby girl to make her entrance into the world. Wait for our family of two to become three.
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
Thursday, October 10, 2013
I am over it.
So people have been asking me for about a month now if I'm ready for her to be out, if I'm over being pregnant. And honestly I wasn't. I was having a good month an a half where I had no back pain, no heart burn, no nothing really so I was fine. I could handle being pregnant a little longer.
But now, not so much. I am over it. I feel like I can't do anything anymore. My legs are killing me, every time I wake up in the morning it's a struggle to get out of bed. Literally a struggle, either I have a hard time sitting up or my whole body aches. And I know I probably sound like a whimp to some people. I'm sure they're are people who have it way worse than I have but come on cut me some slack. This is my first pregnancy, I really had no idea what I was in for. No one can possibly know all the changes your body is going to go through.And let me tell you, pregnancy is hard. It's hard work to grow a human inside of you.
These past couple weeks have just been rough. I am so thankful that I'm not working full time, I really don't think I could do it. It's hard for me to even go to the grocery store, going there is like a new form of torture. Walking around for more than twenty minutes is hard on my whole body. I feel like a lump, all I want to do is just lay down. Not to mention I think I may be getting sick or something. My throat has been sore, which is not cool. I don't have time to be sick!
And this heart burn is driving me nuts. It seems that everything that I eat or drink gives me heart burn. It's so annoying! I'm not sure if it has something to do with my throat being sore but it's really getting on my last nerve. Every time I have to cough I feel like I'm going to puke. And I'm definitely starting to feel that pressure that I've heard everyone talk about. That pressure where she's coming down, getting ready to make her entrance into this world. I'm praying, begging to God that she is not a huge baby. I was a little over eight pounds and Scottie was over nine! Please be our little peanut, please!
We have everything pretty much ready to go for our little bean. Her nursery is all set up, the bed is made, and everything is put it's place. I'm pretty sure we have everything we could ever possibly need. I just picked up a sweet humidifier for her (thought it could be useful/important considering she'll be born right before winter) it's an elephant! And we still have $100 on a gift card to Target for after she comes if we need anything else. We have our hospital bag packed, just a few extra things need to go with us but can't be packed until we go (tooth brush, my favorite underwear, phone charger, some favorite snacks) hopefully we don't forget anything. We have her coming home outfit picked out, so I'm feel pretty confident in saying we are ready for her. I know I have to make it to at least 37 weeks (that's technically full term) and that means I have about 1 1/2 weeks to get to that point. I can't even imagine how my body will feel then, hopefully I'll stay about the same and not get worse!
Lately I've been getting those braxton hicks contractions. It's a crazy feeling. It doesn't really hurt, but my stomach gets rock hard. I know these can happen for awhile but being almost 36 weeks now it definately makes me realize just how close we really are!
I have to give my husband a little shout out here. I am so incredibly grateful to have him by my side for this crazy roller coaster journey. Without him I would completely crumble. He is my rock, he makes everything ok again. The other night I came home and I just started crying, I was beyond exhausted. You know sometimes when you just see a certain person and you can burst into tears (well maybe it's just me but whatever) that's what happened the other night. And he just wrapped his arms around me, held me and said, "Ok let's go get your comfy clothes on, and go lay down." He honestly is the best. I am so thankful that he continues to go to work everyday even though he'd rather lay in bed and stay home with me, but he pushes on knowing he is the reason we are surviving right now.
On a brighter note, here are the maternity pictures we took at the apple orchard. (Yet again another reason I love my husband, even though he may have thought these may have been stupid he still took them because he knew I really wanted to do it.) I tried to stay away from the cheesy side though. No hearts on my belly, no gazing into each others eyes, they may work for some people bu it doesn't work for us.
And here are the pictures I took in her nursery, along with some shots of her finished nursery.
I know that all this will be worth it in the end. I know I will forget about all of this once she's here and I honestly can't wait. I just have to hold onto that thought. I hope people don't read this and think "Ugh, she's complaining again!" I'm sorry, sometimes you just have to vent, I'm sure people who have been pregnant or are pregnant right now can "feel my pain" on at least one of these things. I'm just going to lay low, try not to do too much and just focus on the goal. We're almost there!
But now, not so much. I am over it. I feel like I can't do anything anymore. My legs are killing me, every time I wake up in the morning it's a struggle to get out of bed. Literally a struggle, either I have a hard time sitting up or my whole body aches. And I know I probably sound like a whimp to some people. I'm sure they're are people who have it way worse than I have but come on cut me some slack. This is my first pregnancy, I really had no idea what I was in for. No one can possibly know all the changes your body is going to go through.And let me tell you, pregnancy is hard. It's hard work to grow a human inside of you.
These past couple weeks have just been rough. I am so thankful that I'm not working full time, I really don't think I could do it. It's hard for me to even go to the grocery store, going there is like a new form of torture. Walking around for more than twenty minutes is hard on my whole body. I feel like a lump, all I want to do is just lay down. Not to mention I think I may be getting sick or something. My throat has been sore, which is not cool. I don't have time to be sick!
And this heart burn is driving me nuts. It seems that everything that I eat or drink gives me heart burn. It's so annoying! I'm not sure if it has something to do with my throat being sore but it's really getting on my last nerve. Every time I have to cough I feel like I'm going to puke. And I'm definitely starting to feel that pressure that I've heard everyone talk about. That pressure where she's coming down, getting ready to make her entrance into this world. I'm praying, begging to God that she is not a huge baby. I was a little over eight pounds and Scottie was over nine! Please be our little peanut, please!
We have everything pretty much ready to go for our little bean. Her nursery is all set up, the bed is made, and everything is put it's place. I'm pretty sure we have everything we could ever possibly need. I just picked up a sweet humidifier for her (thought it could be useful/important considering she'll be born right before winter) it's an elephant! And we still have $100 on a gift card to Target for after she comes if we need anything else. We have our hospital bag packed, just a few extra things need to go with us but can't be packed until we go (tooth brush, my favorite underwear, phone charger, some favorite snacks) hopefully we don't forget anything. We have her coming home outfit picked out, so I'm feel pretty confident in saying we are ready for her. I know I have to make it to at least 37 weeks (that's technically full term) and that means I have about 1 1/2 weeks to get to that point. I can't even imagine how my body will feel then, hopefully I'll stay about the same and not get worse!
Lately I've been getting those braxton hicks contractions. It's a crazy feeling. It doesn't really hurt, but my stomach gets rock hard. I know these can happen for awhile but being almost 36 weeks now it definately makes me realize just how close we really are!
Seriously is this not the cutest humidifier?!
Here it is! Her coming home outfit!
I have to give my husband a little shout out here. I am so incredibly grateful to have him by my side for this crazy roller coaster journey. Without him I would completely crumble. He is my rock, he makes everything ok again. The other night I came home and I just started crying, I was beyond exhausted. You know sometimes when you just see a certain person and you can burst into tears (well maybe it's just me but whatever) that's what happened the other night. And he just wrapped his arms around me, held me and said, "Ok let's go get your comfy clothes on, and go lay down." He honestly is the best. I am so thankful that he continues to go to work everyday even though he'd rather lay in bed and stay home with me, but he pushes on knowing he is the reason we are surviving right now.
On a brighter note, here are the maternity pictures we took at the apple orchard. (Yet again another reason I love my husband, even though he may have thought these may have been stupid he still took them because he knew I really wanted to do it.) I tried to stay away from the cheesy side though. No hearts on my belly, no gazing into each others eyes, they may work for some people bu it doesn't work for us.
Love the background with all the apple trees, and the apples on the ground.
This one's my sisters favorite, I love the background.
Love this! Daddy and his daughter already!
This is my favorite! Makes me giggle every time I look at it!
And here are the pictures I took in her nursery, along with some shots of her finished nursery.
Love, love, love this shot! So cool! This little mirror is above her changing table.
Ready for her to be out of my belly and in her crib!
Love this shot too!
Over by her changing area.
Love her little shoes!
More shoes, courtesy of Aunt Courtney.
A shot of her crib! I absolutely love how her nursery came out!
Her cube storage, a place for her books & her toys.
Some of her art work.
I know that all this will be worth it in the end. I know I will forget about all of this once she's here and I honestly can't wait. I just have to hold onto that thought. I hope people don't read this and think "Ugh, she's complaining again!" I'm sorry, sometimes you just have to vent, I'm sure people who have been pregnant or are pregnant right now can "feel my pain" on at least one of these things. I'm just going to lay low, try not to do too much and just focus on the goal. We're almost there!
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