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Matthew 7:7

Thursday, December 9, 2010

Making My List and Checking it Twice

Wow! The last week has been quite a productive one!  Not only have I cleaned the house about a million times (Some Preggo Books might call that "nesting"- I call that living with a Bubba and a spoiled puppy who loves to chew up firewood on the carpet), but I also got a lot of the final things checked off my baby list:

1. Found a pediatrician
2. Installed the car seat
3. Put together the Pack N' Play in our room
4. Got our flu shots
5. Finished pre-registering at Skyridge Medical Center
6. Hit the 175lb mark (SHOOT! That was not supposed to be on the list!)
7. Took a breast-feeding class
8. Packed my suitcase for the hospital
9. Celebrated Bubba and my 2-year anniversary <3

We only really have a few things left to do, but the waiting game has definitely begun.  Of all the crazy things women have told me about pregnancy, I'd say, so far, only one thing has actually been consistent- and true: These last weeks are the hardest! I feel (and look) like a swollen cream puff and it's uncomfortable to do practically anything.  It certainly doesn't help that it feels like every co-worker of mine has at some point in the last week said to me, "I can't believe you haven't had that baby yet" or "Wow- you're still pregnant??" Yeah. I am. And there's not much I can do about it.... so, let's talk about something else, huh?

I think the thing I'm most looking forward to is going running again and wearing my normal clothes (or at least not feeling squeezed into everything). I'm getting to the point where my maternity clothes are feeling too snug, but I have such a short time left (not to mention, I still have Christmas presents to buy), so I don't want to shell out anymore dough on "fat clothes." It looks like sweatpants and Bubba's sweatshirts are going to be my Christmas fashion statement for the next three weeks!

I did go to Victoria's Secret today to pick out a pair of cute PJ pants for the hospital, but I've decided that the mall (and especially that particular store) is not a very fun place for a 9-month preggo girl, who already feels like a blimp, to hang out.  In fact, overall, I'd say that my shopping experience today was a fail. Not only were all the shoppers teens or in their early twenties with skinny legs and pushed-up chests (that I'm sure aren't sore in the slightest bit) which made me extremely envious and anxious to bolt out of there... but in my haste to leave, without noticing, I picked up a pair of PJ pants that happen to say "Unwrap Me" in bright silver lettering on the behind. Hmmm- Probably not the most appropriate thing to wear to the hospital when I go in for delivery.... or then again, maybe too appropriate. Yikes!


  1. That is the BEST thing to have written on your butt when you are gonna have a baby. Go into this whole thing with a sense of humor and a willingness to go with the flow, laugh a lot and as I put it, "Try to remain graceful and grateful", I didn't snap at nurses, I didn't whine when things took a little longer than I would like. And I didn't punch Dan and say "You did this to me!!!!!"

    This last bit is the hardest to wait, isn't it? I bet you are just hoping it all starts up really soon, forget the due date, I want my baby NOW!

    If you want an idea to pass the time, write a letter to your son. I wrote a few for Liam. I also took out bets on the day I would go into labor and kept track of which friend said which day.

    I am so excited for you. I know you will be a great mommy.

  2. HAHA! ya, steer clear of Vikkies... it doesn't do much for the self-esteem at this point. You're too cute.