Cankles and 37 weeks

We're getting ready for baby!!

I get so annoyed when people take forever to update their blogs, but here I am taking over a month.  I have a good excuse though; I’ve been trying to get my house together and for 3 weeks we stayed at my parent’s house.  They have the slowest internet ever.  I think my blood pressure goes up when I try to use it.  Plus I’ve been stuck on the couch an awful lot due to my enormous cankles.  My feet look like an elderly persons feet, and my ankles are MIA.  Only one pair of shoes fits me. This week we made it to 37 weeks!  That's full term!  I lost my camera charger and my camera died so I’ve been a complete failure on weekly pictures.  I think I have 3 from the past month and a half.  I’ll just put the recent one on here because I don’t know how to take the others off my parent’s camera. 

I'll have Matt take a better one.  Our mirror slims you down and I know my bump is bigger than this.  

My kitchen is finished, I have a lovely makeshift pantry, my living room is 95% finished and my bedroom doesn’t look much different than normal.  Adrian’s room is coming together nicely; Matt put the crib together and we got a hand me down dresser.  We are waiting for the rocking chair and changing table to come in.  I have most of what I need for the baby’s arrival; I just really need to get my hospital bag together.  We bought travel sized toiletries for it the other day and it made me feel like I was going on vacation.  Then I got slightly depressed that I’m not going on vacation.  Plus Mrs. Know it all is getting a wee bit nervous about being a parent, even though I know all about taking care of babies.  So I can only imagine what my husband must feel like.  I’m still counting down the days and once he is here I think I’ll feel better. 

We got a new couch for the living room!

It's gray with gray and yellow pillows.  I'll take pictures of the whole house when we are all finished.

So remember when I went on a whole rant about whether or not I should do childbirth or breastfeeding classes?  Then I decided not to?  Now I’m wondering if I missed something important.  We started our weekly appointments and my doctor said I’m 1 cm dilated at negative 2.  Which means baby is not stationed for take off yet. So the doctor was explaining it and she said “but you probably already learned this in your prenatal classes” and I was caught off guard so I said “…uh huh.”  Matt said I’m a bad liar.  We haven’t even done a tour of the hospital yet.  FAIL.  I need to just buy a book that’s all about bf, I’ll have support during labor and then I’ll have drugs so I think I’ll be fine.

I asked Matt what Adrian’s coming home outfit should be, and he wants him to wear this onesie that says “Daddy’s little monster”.  Aren’t I so nice to give him an opinion even though I would have chosen something different?  His first choice was a suit and I absolutely refuse to put my poor newborn in a suit, especially when it could be 100 degrees outside that day.  I think that onesie is a 0-3 month, so I’ll pick out a newborn outfit in case that’s too big and voila we have a compromise.  “Voila” makes me think of chicken voila. And now I’m hungry.

Now that things are getting settled I’ll have more time to blog again.  Then who knows what will happen when baby is born but I’ll still be blogging when I can.