Ready. Set. Wait.

Yesterday was my baby shower. It was so much fun and lots of laughs. We all decided that the jarred baby food you buy in the store is nothing like the real foods it's supposed to taste like. (It was a game and some of the women got courageous) It was a total success and i was totally exhausted at the end of the day.

My Aunt and Mom brought me home afterward with my mountain of baby goods. They helped me set up the bedding in the crib and i put together the mobile my Noni sent. My sister in law Jennie sorted all the clothes by size for me. When everyone left and it was just Jason and I and an apartment that looked like the babies section in Target exploded all over it, there was still a certain sense of calm in knowing that we are ready for her. Really ready. She has a bed and a snuggly car seat. She has diapers and a changing table and even a few stuffed giraffes and one super cute Elephant from her Auntie Jennie. This baby is so well equipped it's not funny. Now just to wait for her debut.

i've been getting some small contractions on and off for the past few days. Nothing really strong and no water breaking yet. Each time i get a contraction, i think, this is going to be it! i can start mentally preparing! And then i change my position slightly and it subsides. It's such a disappointment to figure out it isn't the real thing yet especially when you're so ready for it. It's getting harder to remember that she's going to come on her time and there's nothing i can really do to speed up the process. I'm a planner and like to at least have a head's up for upcoming events. This event, you can't really plan and it's frustrating me to no end. I suppose it just means that either i'm not as prepared as i seem to think i am for labor or that she's just going to be stubborn like her Mama was.

I'm just wanting to hold her and see her face. It's still like she's not really real yet. I know she's there, i feel her moving but i can't touch her or see her. I just have to have faith in knowing she's coming. Only two more weeks until my due date and then only a maximum of two weeks after that until she comes. So sometime in the next 4 weeks, she's going to be here for sure. It seems like a long time but i know it really isn't. I'm just impatient.

37 weeks

we are getting so close!

"I'm pregnant for chinese food..."

Not me. Mister.

Mister is claiming to be pregnant for Chinese food. and by pregnant, he means, he craves it all the time. He also eats wheat thins with McDonald's BBQ sauce. Maybe he's the pregnant one...

wait, nope. there's a loving jab in the ribs to remind me it just isn't so.

i love him. but he's odd sometimes.


Yesterday i went with my Mama to have some bonding time. We had went and got manicures and pedicures (best idea ever when you're super prego, can't reach your feet and need to feel like you have feet again and not balloons at the end of puffy stumps) and then did some shopping for the baby shower. We also went to look at baby things because who can resist?

She bought Noella a really really cool gift though. It's a blessing bonnet. It's handmade and gorgeous and the whitest white i've ever seen. But the coolest part about it is that once she's blessed in it, i hold onto it, release this little loop in the back of it and it becomes a hanky for her wedding day. How awesome and heirloom is that? I think it pretty much rocks. I'm stoked.

We also found an amazing deal at JoAnn fabrics. i got a plain boppy for $5. And it even came with a pattern for a cover! So we bough some pretty fabric for $2 a yard and BAM! one more thing off my list and a project for me to do on my day off!

When i came home last night, Mister had done an amazing job cleaning the apartment AND he even arranged all the furniture in the nursery for me! Everything is so spic and span. It's lovely. That's why i'm awake at 6AM on a Sunday morning. I can't sleep and would like to enjoy the stillness and cleanliness of our little home before our neighbors bring their horses down the stairs or whatever it is that they do to shake our walls in the mornings.

also because i need to make brownies for the linger longer at church today.



We are nesting. and it's a beautiful thing.

So crafty.

I had another prenatal appointment today with the one midwife whom i have not been a fan of in the past. Today, there was something different and pleasant about her demeanor. I actually enjoyed my visit and got all my questions answered.

I have apparently gained 4 centimeters in my fundus (click here for an explanation of a what the fundus is) height since last week. and is apparently, cause for another sonogram. I'm not complaining. :) I like being able to take a peek in there and check on my little girl. Unfortunately, i have to wait until March 9th though.

I'm up to the point of going once a week to the OB. It's getting a bit boring since they always go the same way. I check in. wait for my name to be called. pee in a little cup. weight and blood pressure are taken. the doctor comes in, squashes my belly for a minute to feel that little bundle of joy. we listen to the heartbeat. everything is fine and if there aren't any more questions, we will see you next week. i drive an almost an hour for this same appointment. I almost wish we could somehow do it over the phone and save me the gas. that's what i get for choosing a hospital so far away i guess.

I'm getting very anxious for this little girl to get here. I'm excited to meet her and hold her and see her. I'm excited for Jason to be a Daddy. For him to get to hold her for a while. It's only fair since i've had her for the past 8 months or so. I'm stoked to get to hear her cry and see her smile. I'm excited to get to see my closest family and friends meet her too. As much as i kind of enjoy being the only one to really "know" her at this point, i think i'm ready to share. Here's to the next few weeks, a speedy and easy delivery and a happily ever after for my little girl.

On Becoming a Domestic Goddess.

Okay. Here comes the piles of excuses. but. at 36 weeks pregnant with hips that feel like they are being pulled out of their joints, a sciatic nerve that won't quit and a little girl who feels the need to push my ribcage out of her way every evening, i'm severely lacking in my wifely duties.

I will admit that i will let the dishes sit in the sink for two days and that sometimes, even though we shouldn't, i let my husband talk me into what a great idea ordering Chinese for dinner is instead of eating the food we spent all that money on.

Do these actions disqualify me for the domestic goddess of the year award? I hope not because i make up for it in other ways.

Take this evening for example. Not only did we have a mile long to do list, but we also managed to make it to church, set up a few things in the nursery and went to my parent's house for dinner. And i still had the gumption to make valentines cupcakes. (although i will admit to two small naps today... and lots of watching while things were being put together).

As a modern day wife and soon to be mommy, i still believe in the important wifely tasks from the 1950s. I get up every morning and make Mister his lunch and make sure it's not only a well balanced meal but something he will enjoy. I make an effort to make our bed and even put away the drainer full of clean dishes. I believe that there are certain things that a woman should take pride in and the small things do it for me.

By no means will my floors ever be clear of dirt or my rugs looking brand new but at the end of the day, i realize that the pile of dishes left for the next day or the unkempt bed we crawl into at night means that i have not yet achieved the status of Domestic Goddess but i am ever working at it. and that's what counts right?

I certainly hope so because that's all i can give right now.

Starting again

It's time to start again.

I failed at my first blog. Horribly. And since it's the end of my pregnancy and soon to be the beginning of my new life as a mother, i figured it was time to take some time and write some things down. (figuratively anyway).

As of today, i am 35 weeks and 4 days into this pregnancy. We are having a little girl. She's a stubborn thing. We didn't find out it was a girl until our 32 week ultrasound. She's going to be just like her Mama. I know it. and Heaven help me.

I have been married for almost 5 months now. It will be 5 months on the 18th. February is a busy romance month for Jason and I because it was one year ago on the 6th that we met for the first time. The 12th was the anniversary of our first date (and my first ever live hockey game). The 14th is of course valentines day and then the 18th is our wedding anniversary. I know it sounds silly to celebrate each month but at least for the first year, i think it's okay. It's exciting stuff ya know!

As soon as i get a chance, i will post some sonogram pictures for those who haven't gotten a chance to see them. Also, so you can note the difference in her cheeks from 20 weeks to 32. Noella looks like a chipmunk now. :) Oh how i'm going to adore snuggling those cheeks!