My how time flies when your getting fat :) It seems like just yesterday I found out I was pregnant and now I am impatiently awaiting the arrival of my little angel. We had the baby shower as I previously posted and I believe that we have everything we need for Easton. His room is finished, Josh just needs to put a few things together, but besides that I believe it is just waiting on a baby. I am finishing school up this week and I am so happy to get that over with, but now all I have is time on my hands. My friends say not to take it for granted, but I am ready for my little man to be here. I'm not quite sure that me and Josh are on the same page, he wants me to go all the way to my due date and I am thinking 37 weeks sounds good to me. Not that either of us have control over it, but I tell him all the time that if he wants to carry this baby he is more than welcome to want it to last 40 weeks. I understand now why they make those bellies for men to wear to get the feel of it. I need to find one for my dear husband.
I had a 35 week Dr. Apt. last week. They examined me and said that I was not dilated but that she could feel the head. She estimated his weight to be 5 1/2 to 6 lbs, although I know you can't really depend on that. I go back Monday and I will be 36 and half weeks, hopefully I have progressed. I don't really think he has dropped but my stomach definitely feels like it is all baby. I would love to see a sonogram of him now. I am starting to stay tired again but I think it's mostly from not being able to sleep well at night. It is a bit harder to get around and I find myself sweating( I have never been a sweater) even though I am doing nothing. I still feel pretty good but I still stick to my guns that being pregnant is not the most joyous occasion.
We went to the beach about two weeks ago for the Fourth of July. I had a pretty good time, the first few days were great. I mostly stayed under a tent, in the pool, or in the ocean. My hands and feet swelled while I was there but now that I am home they have went down. The last day or two I mostly stayed out of the ocean. The last day I stayed in the room. Me being tired was the worst part, the heat was not all that bad on me. Again, I had a good time but I was ready to go home when it was time.
Now all there is left to do is pack our bags for the hospital. I'm not sure how well I am going to handle the next few weeks of sitting around twirling my thumbs. Surprisingly I am not nervous. But I am typically the type that does not get nervous until it actually happens. I am sure the day of I will be. I really do not want to get induced. I have the whole vision in my head where my water breaks at home and it's all a big surprise. I know that doesn't happen often, but that's the way I want it. Now if I make it to 40 weeks I will be singing a different tune. I'm sure by then I will be ready to get the show on the road.
Friday, July 22, 2011
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Baby Shower
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