Same story, different sono

Well, today was I think my sixth sono for this pregnancy. And yet again, little miss is measuring two weeks big, and at a minimum of 6 lbs 15oz. At this point of 36weeks and 3 days she should weigh 6lbs. One of the pictures from todays sono was an upward view of her nose and mouth, where you could see both nostrils, pouty lips and what looks like some chub around the cheeks and chin. The sono tech also remarked that she does have hair. We've been busy around the house, running errands and making room and trying to organize our limited storage space. Although things aren't quite ready around the house, I am excited to meet her. I have a doctor's appointment on Thursday, and every Thursday until her arrival.

Joe the Gardener

Tuesday, we tried to get Joe to play in the pool, but he was more interested in yard work and the water hose. I may not post until next week, but I have another sono on Tuesday. Not really expecting any big news or changes with it either. But it will be nice to see her again.

Celebrity Rubber Duck

When I saw this rubber duck I thought he looked very similar to two different people. Focus on the hat. Here is Joe desperately needing a bath after playing outside.

A Week in the Life of ...

It's late Friday night and I work tomorrow, but I wanted to post these pics from the week. Just below, is Joe and his baby doll (really a gift for baby girl) who he has become somewhat fond of. So I decided to make it his for now. Here he is brushing his teeth next to her and then later that night he just brought her to the table and started feeding her grapes. At that point I knew this was his baby. Then there are some pics of Joe helping me in the kitchen, him in his new pool, and then helping dad in the garden. I can't tell you how awnry he has been, but then the next day he is as sweet as a peach. Oh well, enjoy the pics, and I hope to post next week.

Baby Shower

Today at work, some of the girls I work with threw a baby shower for me and baby girl. Intially, I protested, because I didn't want anyone to make a fuss, but I thought it was the sweetest little baby shower ever. So for any of the girls at work who read this blog, thank you so much, it was the best lunch break I've ever had or will ever have in the PICU. I am so proud to work with such caring, generous people, and to call you all genuine friends.

MIA, again

I believe the only other time that I went this long without posting was at the beginning of my pregnancy, right after my kidney stones. Well, I don't have kidney stones, but at this point I am just trying to keep my head down and keep moving forward one day at a time. I am trying not to get ahead of myself. About three months after I had Joe I thought I wanted to have three kids. Hah, right now, not so much. You seem to really forget how miserable the end can be. I have tried not to gain as much weight this time thinking that might help with the uncomfortableness of it all, but I was wrong. Did I mention that I am miserable.
Actually, a lot has been going on around here. After selling the Jeep, we had an all new central air system installed in the house. Hip, hip hooray. Our house had been very cool without AC, but that was before the temp was hitting 90. We probably would have managed fine, but I am relishing in the fact that I don't need to find out. With this new system, and the new siding and windows from last summer, we are sitting pretty. Hopefully for quite some time.
Tonight Joe pulled out his I am Big Brother book. I think some parts of this baby thing are maybe starting to hit home. It's so hard to tell. But we talk about where the baby will sleep, a little about how the baby will eat, but I try to get Joe excited about helping me care for the baby, like bath time, changing diapers, feeding (at some point), reading and talking to the baby. Today I ordered their "big brother" and "lil sister" shirts. Yes, I know cliched, but oh so cute.
My appointments are now every two weeks. I think at the next appt. I am just going to tell her that I think I should just have the c-section. Knowing my stubborn children and body, I won't go into labor early, and by the time I am 39 weeks, we may be looking at a big baby, so why try. It still bothers me a little bit, because I here of the stories where these skinny, little petite girls shoot out these ten pound babies. Why won't my body just do what it is supposed to. It would be a whole hell of a lot cheaper. My insurance sucks (pregnancy potty mouth syndrome).
And as for David, over the past two days I think he has just tried to stay out of my way. I have been quite irritable and cranky. But I do have to say that he has really stepped up with taking care of Joe. And taking over the rituals that I always do, like breakfast, lunch, nap time, sometimes taking him on errands, so I can have some alone time. I do have to say that lately, over that past week and a half I have felt very selfish with my time, and wanting to be alone. I hope and think, that once the baby is here and I have my body back to myself, (other than nursing) I might not feel this way. Oh well. Hope to have some pictures for my next post.