Thinking ahead

It’s getting a little difficult to sleep at night – uncomfortable wise. There were a few nights last week that I only got 3 hours total and was still able to function during the day, which, believe me, is beyond my comprehension. I’m a bit of a sleep nut. I love sleep.
Other than that though, I’m comfortable most of the time. I some times hate to say this because I know the symptoms of pregnancy for so many women are irritable – I just simply don’t have any. My body loves and agrees with pregnancy. So when you ask me how I’m feeling and I just say – oh I’m good. I really am. Good. I have nothing to say – it’s a hard question to be asked over and over again.
I am getting antsy about the name though. And about putting his room together. I have a list of things to do and everything baby-related is in our attic, which is above our garage – not easily accessible to me and my bump these days. I keep thinking I’ll go to the library to get a book of names to help stir up the conversation but it just never happens. And we do have time, cross our fingers that this guy stays in there til he’s done developing, but I’d just like to think of him as “insert name” and know we’re mostly set there – because it’s always subject to change in the delivery room or once we meet him face to face. Still, a girl in my position wants to be prepared.
This baby has gotten more active lately also and I’m guessing it’s due to a lack of room, or growing lack of room, in my belly. At my last doctors appointment as the doctor was listening for his heartbeat (they put cold gel and a little dopler on my belly) he kicked it away 4 times. I don’t think he appreciated the cold of the gel or the pushing and prodding of the dopler, it was hilarious. Up until that point this baby has pretty much been “quiet” – he kicks all the time but mostly towards my back or my bladder so it’s rare for someone to feel him moving. This is all changing of course.
I remember being pregnant with Jessica – she kicked to be noticed. Hard and often. She was also facing outwards so it was easier – but she was active, o-so-very active under strict constraints for movement and this baby has so far been under the radar. There, for sure he’s there, I feel him, but I don’t notice him if that makes any sense. Most of the time his movement feels like a muscle twitching so although it’s present it’s not present enough to make me stop what I’m doing like I did with Jessica. And I’m having a few Braxton-Hicks contractions now which are just joys. It’s one thing to have the basketball in my stomach it’s another for it to become a boulder of maniac proportions on my back bone.
Should I keep talking? I could go on. We could cover my feelings about labor this time around, now that I know what. is. going. to. happen. Are. You. Kidding. Me?
I’m a little more reserved about wanting this baby out because I know, oh do I know, what’s going to happen. I’m not against the drugs- not at all. I was so against them with Jessica that it became all I thought about when I was in pain – how I WAS NOT GOING TO TAKE MEDICINE, that resulted in my taking the medicine and being blissfully happy throughout the experience that was her birth. I loved, loved, loved my birth experience with Jessica – with drugs. It was glorious, spiritual and moving and I was able to breath. Thank you baby Lord Jesus. Also? Aaron begged me to be open to the medicine, not to be a martyr or super mom from the get-go … he couldn’t handle seeing me in pain and he hated that he could do nothing about it.
I am so open to medicine this time around. It costs $175 for an epidural – money well spent, people. I’m not saying that I’m going in the hospital and hooking up to the IV – no, I’m just willing to have options, to be open minded and patient.
I am super excited about doing most of my labor at home (depending on time of day, Jessica’s location and pain level) in our bath tub. Or in the shower, or in both or all three at various different stages. If a shower is what I want, we’ve got two. If a bath? No problem – lets fill ‘er up! I can do walking (it’ll be spring) or sitting, laying, whatever feels right. I don’t feel panicked into the unknown of rushing to the hospital. Of course I’m praying that my sister’s ability to pop kids out some how manifested itself in me over the last 3 years. Her first child? I think under 3 hours and her second? She hardly made it into the delivery room. AND THEN SHE WENT HOME EARLY … because she was bored. Are you kidding me? She’s a rock star. The hospital is like a hotel to me – I’m going to stay until they kick me out, man. Check out is 1 pm? I’ll be ready at 12:58.
Can you tell I’m alone? Aaron took Jessica sledding so I have all this time to put my thoughts to ink (or blog – whatever). And now I think I’m done. Sorry if this was all over the place or boring. It was fun for me šŸ™‚

babies, babies and more babies

Hows about some baby talk? All you patient family and friends enduring the bathroom posts and photos – I know there’s a lot of play by play and what you really want is some baby news.
We’re doing great – the baby and I. He’s a stretcher – loves to stretch and make his little self known, probably because most of the time I’m doing activities that I need reminding I’m pregnant – like mopping the floors on my hands and knees for the 3rd time in a day – yea – he’ll let me know he’s there.
I’ve been to a few more second hand shops to look for clothes, found some adorable little guy additions to his wardrobe. My favorite so far is a button-up shirt in a light blue and the sleeves roll up just like Aaron’s! It’s too cute. We’ll have a little internet exec in no time šŸ™‚ Or maybe he’ll really like construction – now that would be different.
There’s really not much more to share – this pregnancy is wonderful, easy – only a little uncomfortable at times. I feel great and the baby is healthy so … thats about it.

Unveiling the surprise!

I unveiled the surprise to Aaron today about his birthday/Christmas gift. It’s been months in the planning … and it’s also for the entire family, but his holiday was a good one to use as a jumping off point.
We’re finally gutting our main floor bathroom to make room for the new one and a working bathtub. HIP HIP HOORAY! I decided to tell him a few days early because I thought we could get started on the demolition and go a little faster than planned (originally with out his help) but as I’m typing this he’s up there demolishing walls. It’s a good thing too, because as we’re working we’re finding various stages of mold – gross. Good thing a fan and new electrical is a part of the plan.
The only thing we’ll be keeping is the toilet which was recently replaced. The pedestal sink we have in there now will be sold on craigslist and we’re making room for a nice spacious vanity. I’m very excited about all of this and Aaron confessed he was about to start planning the same surprise for me šŸ™‚
As of right now the reconstruction is set to begin on Jan 2nd – but if we get the walls all ready – we might push it up a few days. Everything else has arrived – so really, at this point, we’re just waiting on us.
Here’s the bathroom in it’s present tense

It’s coming!

The big day is upon us very soon – and yes we will be announcing the sex of the baby it just might take a day or two over here with the holiday going on and family and whatnot. So please be patient, we’ve waited this long, right??
šŸ™‚ YAY! Hopefully our alarm goes off in the morning. This is one appointment I just don’t want to miss or reschedule. And of course, hopefully the roads don’t close over night.
Lilypie Expecting a baby Ticker
HALF WAY!!!!!!!!!

Hip Hip Holidays!

The holidays are coming. Are you as excited about this as I am? I just can’t wait. We have our first holiday party this weekend and it’s all I can do not to drag out the Christmas decorations and go wild around here. Aaron has told me that nothing of the green or red sort can come out until December. Well. We’ll see.
All I want to do is bake bon-bon’s and make biscotti, chex mix and cut out cookies to decorate. I can’t contain this urge. I’ve already begun.
I do know that Thanksgiving comes first and I’m just as excited about that – because green bean casserole is God’s gift to Dutch folk. At least this one, in Heaven there will be a buffet of green bean casserole with my name on it, all the time. I won’t get sick of it either, I know what you’re thinking. But I’ve tried, it’s impossible.
Plus? The holiday season is when I’ll start to feel the baby kick and move and we’ll have another ultrasound to find out the sex of this baby right around then too. Very exciting.