DUE

Stick a fork in me, I'm DONE!

Or maybe not.

Here we are. We have arrived at the baby's due date, and still no baby. We went to the doctor and apparently, I am no closer to having this baby than I was two weeks ago. I mean, technically I suppose I am, but I'm still not dilated or effaced. Ho-hum.

I would REALLY appreciate it if baby girl could find a way to make her grand entrance SOON. You see, Todd has worked very hard to try and clear his work schedule so that he can have at least a few days at home with us when baby arrives. He has attempted this with each birth of our children and because they were either early or late I have never had Todd home with me for more than a half a day after baby arrived. This time he cleared (mostly cleared) his schedule for a larger amount of time, and it is still running out. Next week his schedule will pick up again. When you are self employed (meaning, no work= no paycheck) there is no such thing as family leave or extended vacations. He is starting to panic. He really, really would love to be able to spend some quality time with his boys and his new baby girl and be able to help me out when I am fresh out of the hospital. And I know I would certainly welcome his help. So, if you have any extra prayers y'all could send out for us to have this baby ASAP that would be great.

And I think I can finally say that I am done with this pregnancy. Up until now I have been content to wait it out because I really do love being pregnant, but my excitement at finally seeing baby girl has taken over my love of this pregnancy. Well, that and I would really love to be able to feel my fingers again. Swollen feet and hands, aching back, stuffy nose, uncomfortable sleep. I mean, I know it all sounds fun and glamorous, but I'm willing to give it up for baby girl. ;)

I have always believed that when baby is ready to come, the baby will come. I don't really think that there is anything you can do to make a baby to come before he/she is ready. Besides, I have already tried all the "recommended" old wives tales on getting your baby out when I was late with Ben. You know, spicy foods, sex, foot rubs, long walks, blah, blah, blah. None of it worked. Do you have anything that has definitely worked for you? I may just be willing to give it another shot. You know, just in case.

So anywho, here is the last (hopefully) shot of the baby belly. This is me at TEN months. DUE DATE!
P.S. - Sorry about teasing you all with that last post title. It seemed to really miff a few of you. I loved Dysfunctional Mom's comment - " *GLARE* The end of your pregnancy is obviously making you MEAN!!!:P~~ ". Hehehe. What can I say? A girl's gotta have some fun, right? ;)

WW- Belly Shot - 9 Months

"There she blows!-there she blows! A hump like a snow-hill! It is Moby Dick!" — Herman Melville (Moby Dick)

Belly Shot- 8 Months

With the construction of the new house under way, and the closing date on our house approaching, I finally feel like I have time to focus on the arrival of the little lady. And WOW. I am getting so excited.

I have finally started picking up little items of clothing for baby girl. It helps to take my mom along shopping with me because the woman just can't keep her hands off the cute clothes. She just keeps chucking little outfits in the cart. Very fun.

Of course, I still don't have a room to decorate, or even a dresser to put the clothes in, but I am caring about that less and less. I've decided that until the new house is ready to move into baby girl can sleep in my room in the pack n' play that we currently have. And the changing table that Ben no longer needs can work as a make-shift dresser if I can find some pretty little baskets for it. Just thinking about little things like that gets me so excited. Being able to plan and sort and get ready for another baby. It just makes me overwhelmingly giddy.

I think baby girl senses my excitement lately because she is rolling and kicking nonstop. It is so fun to watch my belly bounce. The other night I had the boys put their hands on my belly so they could feel her hiccups and their eyes became big as saucers. They want her to come out RIGHT NOW, and I have to explain to them over and over that she isn't ready yet and that we want her to stay put for a while longer so she can be healthy and strong. Still, it is hard for them to wait. I must say, I know how they feel.

WW- Belly Shot- 7 Months

Okay, people. There is your shot. I know I have been absent for quite a while. I'll have to do a summary of what has been going on the last week or so. Just not today. No time! But I did want to give you a belly shot because I am always obsessed with lady's baby bellies.

And yes. I've been stress eating, as indicated by the bootie. But can you tell me this? Why do I look smaller with my belly covered? Is that weird or what? You would think that more layers would make me look bigger, but it doesn't. See?

Whatever.

PSF- Belly Shot- 6 Months

Hosted by Cecily and MamaGeek
It's heeeeere! And it is really looking like a baby belly now, and not like I've had a few too many donuts. Though I may have.
Because, oh dear. I am packing some serious junk in that trunk. Wooh!

Belly Shot- 5 Months

There it is! It is starting to poke out. Though mostly, I just look thick. I think I may be switching to maternity jeans soon so I don't break the button on these. Might be wise.

And can I get an "AMEN!" to the return of the K-Lo bootie? I mean, sheesh! I think that thing is bigger than the belly. See what happens when I stop running?

The First Belly Shot- 4 Months

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There it is! The very first shot of the baby belly. Okay, it really isn't that exciting, seeing as how it isn't a full-on cute, round baby belly, but it is there nonetheless. Four months along and the belly is definitely poking. Yippee! Of course, for anyone who doesn't know I'm pregnant it still just looks like I've eaten a bit too much, but that's okay. Tommy loves telling me everyday, "Mumma! I can see your getting a big belly now!" Just wait, Tommy. You ain't seen nothing yet, kid.

We had our four month check up at the doctor's office yesterday and everything is looking well and good. Baby's heartbeat was a strong 151. Todd immediately said, "That definitely sounds like a heartbeat with a penis attached to it!" Hahaha. Silly guy. It definitely made the nurse and I crack up, which was his whole intent.

The ultrasound is now scheduled for March 16. I can't believe how fast it is all going. I remember with all of my other pregnancies that it felt as though time was moving in slow motion waiting to get to that appointment. Now I don't want it to come so quickly. The ultrasound marks the halfway point and everything always seems to speed up from there. Life is moving too fast.

For now I'm just going to do my best to move as little as possible to avoid further injuries. Today I tweaked my back climbing into the minivan. Yep. Ms. Graceful has turned into Ms. Clutz just like that. I was trying to quickly climb into the back of the minivan while the automatic door was still opening and underestimated my proximity to the door. Apparently there is a big metal nob that sticks out on the door. It caught my pants pocket and wouldn't let go. The door continued to open with me attached, and then sensing something dragging, began to close with me still attached. Here I am hanging by my pants in the doorway of the minivan, trying to reach the "open" button so I don't get squashed, while the door itself is slowing ripping my pants off of me. Now I have a big hole on the side of my favorite pants and a bruise the size of a plum on my hip. Yep. I'm cool. I can only imagine how the whole scene must have looked to our neighbors. Good grief.

Is this something I can blame on pregnancy too?