It's Go time!!!

Water broke! 

Off to hospital! 

Time to have this sweet boy! 

Peace and Love...

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Crazy couple of Days!

39 weeks and counting, we have had crazy situations all around! 

We had a hospital visit that ended up resulting in a false alarm, I havent been able to keep my dinner down for the last few nights (doc says it's because I have no room to eat...yea), and contractions are happening all over the place...

First. The hospital visit. Evidently when your prego you leak. Enough to think you pee on yourself. Enough to call the dr and ask them if they think it's a possible water breakage...they of course send you to the hospital...where you go threw these awesomingly uncomfortable tests to realize false alarm. Yea!!! (Please note sarcasm) and you're welcome for that fun tidbit. 

Then. Your awesome husband has done an axing job at cooking, or grabbing food, etc...and not just Mac n cheese, were talking homemade brisket, potato salad, etc...good home style southern cooking (my fav). Nothing is worse than eating this amazingness and then sitting over a toilet getting sick am hour or so later. Trust me it's not the food. Doc says I'm out of room. Hence the extreme pain of the heartburn rising...

Next. Contractions. They are all over the place...good news, my babe is getting ready. But there's nothing like being punched in the gut at the dinner table, while talking, or my favorite...driving...that's the scary part. Not so much the pain as much as the "hey, I'm in here pay attention to me" at random moments...nothing like being kept on your toes...but I'm not sure my man at the insurance agency will understand when I wreck my car...just saying....

Anyway, it's been an adventure for sure! I'm enjoying keeping record of all this fun stuff so when he finally makes his arrival (say around Christmas) I'm can continue to log his crazy moments instead of mine...

Peace and Love...

Full moon a rising

So it's a full moon tonight..according to Indian  folklore, the full moon initiates labor...

I'm not Indian, but my hubs is...

Guess we shall see what happens? 

Could make for a fun story 😊

Midnight snackin

So I've never been a midnight snacker, but about once a week the little rascal will wake me up in a hunger that I've never had before. 

Last night was cheese and peanut butter crackers and milk. 

Last week graham crackers and milk. 

Every time we have these 5am wake up calls, we hang out in the dark, he plays in my belly, I eat my snack, by the time we have gone to the bathroom, cleaned up our mess, etc...it's been at least an hour. 

I imagine this will be a lot like when he gets here. He wakes me up, we feed, play a little, and go back to bed. 

This is going to be so fun. I can't wait to meet my little monkey. 😍

Peace and Love...

Options

First of all, this post is not for the weak of heart. If you don't want to know the truths about pregnancy, don't read. That's my disclaimer and I'm sticking to it....but that will come later....

Last Monday I went to baby dr land. He told me next week he was giving me options. 

Option 1- Lennon comes all natural and we hope he does so by July 31st. 

Option 2- Lennon does not come by July 31st and we induce on Aug 1st. The dr does NOT like going over due dates, but I don't know what day he does surgery...so that may give him a new birthday. The only problem with this is if that day is on August 2nd. This is my mother in laws birthday. Now, this woman despises me to a place that I could come in throwing money, glitter coming down from the heavens, beautiful music playing, and sunshine coming out of my ass, and nothing. Do I think it's really me and do I take it personal? Nah...she's not happy with herself and therefore finds people to vomit her unhappiness too (I'm her favorite when it comes to this..maybe I should feel proud?) Anyway, I believe that instead of being completely touched and excited to share a birthday with her first grandson, she would be upset that someone was taking away her day. Basically the kid would be screwed. Forever. Don't need all that. 

Option 3- we get dilated to a two and it's a go. We choose his birthday, they induce, and I can still go all natural once they induce me (unless I want to go for the less painful methods, but we shall see...)  The husband hates this option. He wants the whole thing to be all natural, let him come when he wants, etc... Easy said than done when you can sit there and mull it over with a beer in your hand. Not that the thought is even appetizing anymore...I'm thinking alcohol sounds like the worse idea ever right now. Which is weird coming from an ex bar manager/bartender/little fun party girl. 

Anyway, this is my blog and I can vent if I want too....

I'm all about option 3 at this point (sorry hunny).  Now before i go on my rant, i know this is the hardest part. The last month is the hardest, so i havent said much, havent complained, and just dealt with my issues at hand with a smile on my face. 

I will start with my feet and work up on why its hard. I now have hobbit feet. Yes swollen little feet that hurt when you walk on them...continued with swollen legs. Then, we have hemroids,  Braxton hicks, slight stretch marks (nothing major), sore nipples, swollen hands, heartburn, and major headaches.oh and I have to be pee every 30 min, or do I? Sometimes the sweet boy is just hanging in my bladder when there's nothing in there... Tricky little fella. Did I mention I haven't slept on my back or my stomach in prob 7 months? Oh and if I take the right meds, I sleep for hours at a time (not complaining, I'm just loosing days this way).  And that glow you claim that I have? It's sweat. Because it's hot. Like living in hell hot. 

On the positive, I love having this beautiful sweet baby playing in my belly all day. We sing, dance, run, and I talk to him every day. My skin looks great and my hair is awesome. 

And all of these fun symptoms will pass, I will be a new mommy, an it will all be worth it in the end...that's the exciting part 😍 

So here we are. With options. 

There's a full moon next Monday, old Indian wives tale says babies come on the full moon night. That would save a lot of thinking and planning on my part. That would be July 23rd birthday. I'm down for that. Win/win in my book. 

So I guess I'm just going to keep running, doing my exercises, and doing everything the doc told me to do until our next appt, next Monday. Until then...

Peace and Love....

Waiting game

So you go to your weekly dr visits, slowly progressing, until you get the same results for 2 weeks..100% effaced dilated at a one. 

Granted dilation sometimes takes for weeks, but I thought maybe the 100% effaced would help speed the process? Clearly I'm new at this....

I know I should not be in any hurry, and I'm not, but it would be nice to meet my little fella soon. Patience grasshopper. I'm just excited =) 

With that said, I have started running again (he has dropped and I can breathe again) and I think the babe is digging it. I'm back in the zone to the point where I know they are going to tell me no exercise for the first couple of weeks and that's gunna bum me out...but this too shall pass...

Also, I have stocked the freezer some more with food ready to go, washed our last load if laundry for babe (until he gets here), and EVERYTHING has batteries and is ready to rock. 

Well that's all my update for now. As the baby turns...

Peace and Love...

Hand me down queen

So I will admit. I am the hand me down queen. Anybody- Do you need this? Me- Well actually, we don't have one of those, so that would be great! 

For example 90% of baby stuff I have is a hand me down. The crib- was mine, my moms, her moms, etc...it is from the 1900's and has been passed down through the babies, which to me is not considered a hand me down, but a special treasure and antique. 

But that's only the beginning. 

If you have read earlier, you would know that my car seat/ stroller was out of date. It was prime condition and given to me by my best friend, but when the cop inspected it, it was a no go. :/ so I ponied up and bought another one (that wasnt used) and after researching, I bought the safest, most reliable, etc...

Our changing table? A $30 steal from a garage sale. His clothes? Mostly hand me downs from a friend who brought me 3 HUGE trash bags of clothes, some with the tags still on them...

A rocker, bouncy seat, etc...all donated to the cause. 

Pretty much other than that, we were given shower gifts and we need for nothing. 

We are abundantly blessed to have so many good people in our lives that even having a registry almost makes you feel greedy. 

At our last shower we were given some cash. My husband and I have had our eye on this rocker that automatically rocks in several different settings, hooks up to our iPod, etc...so we took the plunge. I know that's sounds silly to most, hell most people but all new furniture for their nursery, all new everything, and here we are getting excited about this rocker. But this thing is amazing. I want to rock to sleep every night in it listening to music...

I keep getting calls about things people want to give us. But here's the deal...we're tapped out of room. I think I will take the donations and hand them over to a family in need...because honestly...we are very secure, but everyone I know is having a baby or just had a baby and wants to help out...I am over the moon blessed by all the love. Now it is time for us to spread the love....

Peace and Love....

Baby dr

So baby dr appts. The time of my week that surrounds itself with catching up on Facebook, Instagram, the news, Pinterest, etc...why? 

Because these visits usually last 3-5 hours by the time we get here, and get seen, then get to go home. Yes, a majority of this time is spent in the lobby playing on my smartphone or watching trash tv. 

Here's the pros. My dr is awesome. He is attentive, patient, and doesn't deceive. Very black and white. Plus he deals with hormonal women all day, who can get frustrated with a man that does that? 

So we wait. And wait. 

At my 9 1/2 month appt... You wait. You need this info so you can plan better. You smile and you appreciate what you get. 

The best part is, I don't have to ask to go to the bathroom anymore, I can bring food and eat up here, I can download books and movies and get some r and r, etc...it's become a mini vaca...

I know within weeks or days I won't have this down time nearly as much, so I will take it and  run with it :) 

Peace and Love...

Sit down sister!

As a prego, you're suppose to take it easy. You're not allowed to lift heavy stuff, stay on your feet all day, stay out in the heat for too long, etc...  You have to avoid certain foods, beverages, 2nd hand smoke, and more...

Here's the only big problem that I have with being prego. I can't sit still. Ever. Call me ADD/ADHD, whatever, but I like to move around, I could never work an office job for this very reason. I run as a stress release, I like to drive because I'm not a fan of just sitting there while others take the wheel, and I always can find a project at home, or in the very least, something always needs cleaning...right? 

Well the 1st and 3rd trimester try to change this overly stimulated gene I have. Basically pregnancy puts you on your ass. Literally. I don't like being on my ass. See the problem? 

So I go go go for as long as I can until I hit the wall. Then I'm done zo. No mas. Over and out. So I've caught up on reading...I actually have become interested in a few tv shows...and movies are my friend. Usually by the time a movie is done I have recharged my batteries for round two :) 

Thank goodness I have not been put on bed rest. I would lose my mind. Literally. 

I know this too shall pass. I need to get as much sleep as possible because in a matter of less than two weeks my fella will be here...and there goes my r and r for a while...do here's to taking a nap at least once a day til babe comes! 

Peace and Love...

Last baby shower

Today is it. Our last mini party before our babe arrives! We have been so blessed and so thankful for everyone who has thought of us during this special time :) 

However the cakes at all the parties do tell quite a tale...

Gender reveal party cake- 

We ordered a red velvet cake (our fav) and the icing was to be whichever color the babe was (pink for girl, blue for boy). So we cut into the now pinkish reddish cake with blue icing to immediately get confused...is it a boy? Girl? We had to watch the video to find out for sure...

My school baby shower- 

The hostess that went to go get the cake got about 5 steps out of the bakers view and the cake did a 180 and landed on the floor. The poor hostess was in tears and settled for less than what she wanted. I thought it tasted damn good....

My friends baby shower- they wanted to surprise me with a "peace love and Lennon" cake accompanied with peace signs, tie due back ground, the works. When the hostess showed up to pick it up they misplaced the correct order and just threw something together...again, prego lady likes cake. It was damn good lol. 

So with all if these funny tales, I'm wondering if we will have any crazy tales to share about this cake this afternoon...honestly is just some funny stories we can share with our unborn child when he gets here he he....

Peace and Love...

Everyone's different

So after reading that a friend of mine did the ferbering method (the child screams then soothes themselves to sleep without the parents) after the child turned 10 months, I started to wonder, how does the rest of the world go about it?

Another friend spoke up and she said she had her daughter in routine after 3 months....

Another said when they were hungry, I feed them, when they were tired, they slept, we got into our own method...makes sense to me? 

I guess my issue is...all 3 moms stay/stayed at home and could experiment with their children and once the found a routine that works, they stuck with it. 

I know we are going to have to figure out our own system as well, but I would like to do it before I return to work...the one that makes the most sense to me is the one that says, they're tired they sleep, they're hungry they eat...but I'm not sure if that will guarantee a happy household. And I damn sure don't want to be that mom who stays up all night with baby to turn around and go to work all day with kids...even though were already stocking up on coffee just in case...

Priority 1- figure out a solution that guarantees a happy household, nobody needs to be exhausted worn out and agitated everyday

Priority 2- adjust baby to that schedule accordingly 

Happy baby, happy home. 

Peace and Love 

Bikini? One piece?

So as for generations of women there is the long time question of bikini or one piece? 

As an expecting mother in July, clothes are the enemy. It's hott. And while we could sit there in an ice bath, which is finally cooling us off, you think its a little ridiculous. The Less clothing the better. 

My husband thinks that our ol air conditioner was going to work. Finally he added a cooling unit just in our room to help out. I wasn't laying in bed sweating or anything....it's kind of insane really...I know I'm carrying another person, but this depth of heat coming off of me is nuts. 

Anyway, focus woman. Pool party noon today. A friend invited me over, asked me to bring another one of our friends...etc...and all I can think is can I rock the bikini? I do at my house in my "momma pool" aka my kiddie pool that I have claimed mine to throw ice and water in at anytime...

Too much? Well. It would be nice to get my swollen belly a tan...

I'll prob go one piece to not offend, not that my sexy prego belly is offensive, but people like to talk...I don't need to give them the ammo...

Peace and Love 

He's on his way!

So after leaving the much awaited drs appt, we have a little more info. I seemed to be dilated at a one, which I guess is good news!?!? Evidently we can be at a one for weeks, but (the weak need to stop reading) with me continuing to exercise everyday, a little nipple stimulation, and staying strong, he said in 2 weeks we would be ready to rock n roll! 

The little guy is 90% effaced which I guess means, once I'm thinned out and the contractions start coming, I will break my water and I'm good to go! 

Now I'm no dr so don't take my word on this, these are the pieces I have put together. 

Also, the ONLY reason I wouldn't mind meeting him early is because as a teacher, I would love to spend as much time as I could with him. After my maternity leave is up, I'm not going to be able to stay home, so I want as much time in the summer as possible. Call me selfish, but I think it would be smart for all of us. He gets more mommy/family bonding time, and I get to be there for him. 

Hell it's already breaking my heart at the thought of going back to work, so bring on the kid, lets enjoy every last min together :) 

But hey they make movies about women who can do it all...

So in hopes of being a "I don't know how she does it mom," 

Peace and Love 

Baby dr

So we are 9 months and a couple days pregnant. We are once again at our dr appt, and are prepared for the long haul. I think our longest visit here was 5 hours one time. Here's the deal, that's crazy right? Well our dr is worth it. He is down to earth, black and white, tell it how it is kind of guy. Honestly, I will wait the time to have this kind of doctor. (I have had a hard time finding a dr I can trust, relate too, etc...I'll take it) 

Today's visit will hopefully help us figure out when the little bambino will be here, if I'm dilated, etc...

At this point I'm ready to be put on oxygen so I can breathe, that seems to be my biggest challenge. And I'm a runner/walker/weight lifter...etc....and while I've downsized, I'm still quite active. 

They keep saying he should drop in the next week or so, I guess we shall see. Then I hear once he drops he will make you pee twice as much. Well that impresses me because I pee all night now...so bring it...at least I won't be out of breath while I'm peeing all night...

Everyday I've done a Lennon project. Yesterday was to explore the breast pump and the storage availability including bottles, etc...

I think we are more than covered there. Today's project I am going to figure out how to do the carrier thing you put on your chest to carry the little guy around...I can't remember the name...I'm prego...bare with me. 

I've washed, scrubbed, sterilized everything I can think of, but if he gets some germs it will build up his immune system right? 

So I sit here in the lobby hopping for some answers today, I know that I am ready. We are ready. I at least have confidence in that. 

So tell next time...

Peace and love...

Red. Hott. Mess.

They say your clumsier the bigger and longer your pregnancy goes...well I am getting to the point where I need to live in a bubble. 

I drop everything. Everything! It's almost humorous, plus as a prego, you would know that dropping anything is a challenge to pick back up...I bet it's fun to watch for sure. 

And I feel like a toddler trying to figure out my space awareness. I still think I'm a lot smaller, therefore running into things, misjudging the width of areas, etc...

Then there's my disregard to think if I do A, B may happen...lord have mercy. 

I think this is Gods way of saying at least it's you breaking it now, because once your little friend gets here, you will have the patience of - it's just stuff. 

This morning I heard a ruckus in the backyard. Not seeing the planted cactus on the ledge, I tried to open the blinds, sending the cactus to it's death. Who misses a whole planted cactus in a rather large bowl? 

The other day when I was cooking, I kept finding food slipping out of my hand...

I don't know how many times I have slipped, bumped, and tripped...the stories are endless. 

I'm bringing a whole new meaning to red hott mess. I will be shocked if I dont break my water due to this lovely new me. 

Peace and Love 

Ok lil guy were ready

So we have weeks until our little guy comes. Until this morning all we were missing is a diaper pail. I headed out this morning, coupons in tow, to go buy one. I'm sure we could have survived, but honestly, I really dont want to think about it anymore...

We still have one shower at my husbands work, and there are still items we could use, but I think we might survive for a bit...for example, a pack n play...I'm not sure a newborn will need that immediately...although I could be wrong...

So I think we're ready? Diapers. Check. Clothes. Check. Bassinet. Check. Crib. Check. 

Car seat. Check. 

I guess we will figure it out as we go...this is very intimidating....but moms did it with a hell of lot less without as much "stuff" and babies have survived all over this world. 

Maybe it's my nerves...but I'm going to own it and hope for the best. 

Peace and Love