Goodbye Stinkin Rollercoaster!

last preggo pic!

Well all, TOMORROW is the big day! B-DAY if you will, bright and early at 7:00am. My dad just picked up the kiddos and Rusty's not home from work yet so I shall blog! (because really there's not much else I could be doing the night before I'm going to have a baby right?)

I've been thinking, usually I love to be pregnant and I have mix feelings about not being pregnant anymore. Like I'm SO out of room for a baby, but I love the whole idea of pregnancy, and feeling the baby, and the anticipation, and honestly even the bump! I think pregnant women are just lovely lovey most of the time. BUT this pregnancy is different. It has been nothing but a crazy up and down rollercoaster ride that I am none to sad to hop off. As I sit here and think about this pregnancy, we have been worried about Down's Syndrome, growth due to a crazy umbilical cord, cysts in his brain! But on the up side tests that we have done say that all is well in all of those aspects :) yay! But I still worry until I can hold him in my arms and see that all is well.

Then there are my crazy awesome veins that have troubled me for the past 4 months. I honestly have never been so excited to not be pregnant just so I won't have to hurt every day! I don't like to whine and complain, but DANG! These things suck big time!

Then there is the pre-eclampsia looming in the background. I'm always worried that it will rear its ugly head. Last week (thurs) I had protein in my urine at my doc apt. This is a HUGE PE red flag and I was honestly freaking out a little. I did the lovely 24 hour pee test AGAIN (3rd times the charm!) and long story short after a giant bout of drama trying to make sure my pee made it to the right place and lots of me bugging the hospital to make sure it wasn't lost (how hard is it to keep track of a giant orange container of pee anyway?) I found out that the results were normal. Then I was SO sick Sunday night (like throw up sick) and I remember I got so so SO sick with Conner and was freaking out a little on Monday so I called the doc's office and went in for testing. All checked out. My doc didn't think I HAD pre-E but that I was developing it. Shouldn't that mean "let's have a baby now so you don't get it!"? But no. She said that the head honcho guy at the hospital gave the OK for me to be induced early if I wanted though because of my history. But I chose not to. not sure why...because I would have a baby right now if I did!...Anyway, at my apt today there was magically no protein in the urine. Crazy! So here I sit. Waiting. I think I said it with Soph, and I'll say it with this one, I'm not sure how I feel about KNOWING that the next morning I will have a baby. It's nice in the planning aspect of things but it's also crazy just knowing! It's like knowing when your going to die. Well...not really that but you get what I mean.

So this rollercoaster pregnancy is almost over! Let's just hope that it ends on a high note! I'm so glad that I have to chance to be pregnant and be a mom to these awesome kids, but I think maybe next summer instead of having a baby I'll just go to Lagoon.

And here's our last fam pic before little guy joins us! (taken last weekend)

The most romantic weekend EVER!!!

Well it's official! I have my induction date set for Friday, June 27!! So no matter what I only have 2 weeks and 1 day left at the longest! The only little hiccup is that Me and Rusty's 8th wedding anniversary is Saturday the 28th. The next day!! So if I make it to my induction date then we'll for sure be spending our anniversary in the hospital. But thinking about it it might not be too bad. Here's a list reasons it might be pretty awesome!

1. Judging from the price, it's obvious that we will be staying in a place with 5 star accommodations.

2. We will already have an overnight babysitter for the kiddos. Both already existing and new babe.

3. Room service! Let's just not think about the fact that Rusty's portion of room service dinner will be my "leftovers" because I "accidentally" ordered too much food.

4. Don't forget about the massages. You know, the uterine massage? Nothing says relax like that one! Maybe if we're lucky we can get someone to do an equally relaxing massage for Rusty. Like a 200 lb lady named Olga jumping up and down on his back and pulling out his hair and call it a couples massage :)

5. Don't forget about the complimentary lingerie the hospital provides. What, I ask, is sexier for an anniversary weekend getaway than fishnets? Nothing! Rusty's a lucky guy ;)

Probably obvious, but I must put it out there that this is not me.

I had my 37 week doc apt today and I'm already dilated to a 3 and 90% effaced and honestly, it feels like his head is as low as it can possible be without actually being out. So I'm not too sure if I'll even make it two more weeks. But at least I know that if I do our anniversary will be a memorable weekend of some....very unique romance.

No Boys Allowed!

Conner and Rusty went camping with Rusty's fam this weekend. (hence me having time to do TWO blog posts in TWO days. unheard of!) As much fun as it sounded to go and sleep on the ground in the cold and then ride around on a bumpy wagon pulled by a mule all the next day while being 8+ months pregnant, I kindly had to opt out. There was no way that I would send both of the kiddos with Rusty. I'm not THAT mean! I don't think that I would even be brave enough to go camping by myself with both of them and I'm a professional mama! So Sophie and I have had a fun girls weekend just the two of us. And let me tell ya, it has been AWESOME! I have never in all of Sophie's life had so much one on one Sophie time and it's been a blast to not have to worry about anyone but her. Plus only one kid is so easy! Why did nobody tell me that one kid was such a breeze when I had only one kid? seriously! I'm sure I'll be saying the same thing about 2 pretty shortly though. Today after her nap we painted the town red! or actually pink.

First we went to the duck pond/lake thing by our house. This proves that I love her. Because ducks kind of freak me out. The last time we went to this park I was probably about the same point in my pregnancy with Sophie and it was just me and Rusty and Conner and out of nowhere all of these crazy geese started chasing me. Not Rusty. Not Conner. ME. Like it seriously was 7 or 8 of them honking and running and I was waddling away as fast as I could screaming but they just kept chasing me until I got to the parking lot. Then they magically stopped. hummm. My only guess is that they saw a fellow waddler and wanted to be friends? Maybe? That or they knew that  I was slow so they could eat me easier. I don't know but it was pretty darn scary.  But I decided to give it a go with Soph and she had so much fun! "Duck" was her first word after "mom" and "dad" so she kind of really likes them.

She got really excited about this fish sign. We had to look at it for like 5 minutes.

She liked the white ones best.



watching the ducks eat her bread she threw.

it was kind of more of a seagull pond than a duck pond today. There were tons!

 

Saw this big pelican thing flying over us. Pretty cool! (especially since it didn't dive bomb my head. I was kind of worried.)
 

 So anyway, it was really fun! Sophie had a blast seeing the ducks and feeding them bread (well, feeding them whatever didn't make it into her own mouth) and we didn't get attacked by any feathered friends so I call it a success!!

When we got home we each got matching pedicures and manicures. Sophie's first nail painting experience and now I know why I waited for so long. Because I knew it would be crazy!! But mostly it was so crazy because she was so excited and couldn't contain it. Her toes look ok but her fingers.... not so much. We'll practice that one.

I have seriously loved getting to spend some good quality time with my little miss before life gets even more crazy. Such a great weekend!!! Hope the boys are having just as much fun with their male bonding as we are!

hallelujah I can see the light!!

 

 

 

Well there ya have it. I used to be skinny! And I used to wear shoes. None of which describe me as of late, but that's ok! because The End Is In Sight. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. The eagle is leaving the nest. Because while technically I have 4 weeks left, really guys, I only have 3 WEEKS LEFT! Well,  really 3 weeks and one day. And that also depends on if the hospital can get me in exactly on my 39 week, um, birthday? I don't know what you would call it. Probably not birthday. Probably 39 week mark. That sounds better. Anyway, had a doc apt today and Doc says that because of my preeclampsia history and  this lil dude's umbilical cord problem she highly recommends going early. And I HIGHLY agree with her. So she said she would call the hospital and they should call me sometime to let me know what's going on! Plus I'm pretty darn sure I've already dropped. Feels like this little guy's sitting in my lap now. So sorry for all you peoples who were excited for me to have a very patriotic baby, it's just not gonna happen. But at least now I don't feel like I need to be pressured to name him something like Jefferson. or Justice. or George. or Eagle.