Getting what i wished for...

Well, i knew it would happen. I hoped it wouldn't, but i knew deep down that it would. When i first got pregnant and was trying to figure everything out for September/October, all i could think was that i was going to be superwoman and work right up until the 2nd or 3rd, and then be done, and i was going to give birth on her actual due date. Well, that was all well and good back then, but now that i am 11 days away from that due date, i want her out now! But it looks very well like i might be working all next week! AHH!! I know, i should be happy...i will only be missing a few of the other sports games, and i don't have to leave my kids in the incapable hands of someone else, but i also want this baby out now! Remind me to think twice before i wish for stuff.
At least next week at work will be better. This week has been all long nights. Every night there has been a soccer game, and they've insisted on playing at 7pm, which means i won't get home until close to 10 every night. Now, every now and then, SURE, play a game at 7 on the big field under the lights...feel special. But not every night! Do these people think about what this is doing to me!!! Well, it's not really doing anything to me but keeping me from being home with my husband and doing nothing...but still! Next week there are mostly away games, so i should be able to make it home a few nights to make dinner, and actually get to eat it. Thank goodness it's Thursday and the week is almost over!

More time...

Well, i had another doctor's appointment yesterday. I went in there hopeful that she would be more like her mother and not listen to the doctor, and be breech again so we could schedule a day for her to come out. I guess that sounds bad, but i'm just so ready to be done being pregnant and to meet her already, and she is ready to go anyday now. Well, who would have guessed she would have cooperated?! She stayed head down. Now i have to keep waiting and guessing when she will want to come out, if ever at this point! She hasn't dropped any since last week, so the doctor thinks that i have until at LEAST next week till she wants to show up. In a way it's good i guess because i had originally said that i wanted to be at work at long as i could so the kids wouldn't have to rely on someone else who doesn't do things right...but now that i'm this close, i'm totally ready to be done! The days don't seem to go fast enough lately, they just drag on. And i feel like i have a million things to do, and yet i feel like there is no time to do them all. I think it's because i'm feeling more and more tired and the due date approachs. All i want to do it sit around. I get a burst of energy to go for a walk or cook or something, then i just want to sit for an hour and veg. I'm not getting anything done that way, lol.

Another week closer...

This week, baby is the length of a Leek. If she has been gaining weight in the right amounts, she should be 6lbs 8 1/2oz right now.



Baby is fully developed and ready to make her appearance. She has been very active lately, especially at night. I'm am very ready for her to be here already. I could use some sleep. I know i'm not really going to get sleep with a newborn around, but i know i'll get more than i'm getting right now! And being able to lay on my belly, and not having to get up every few hours to pee, that will totally make it all worth while! And i'll be able to hold her and touch her, and Frank will be able to carry her for a little while, not just me all the time! He is as excited as i am right now, i think both of our nerves have finally calmed down and we're just anxious at this point.

I have a doctors appointment tomorrow and they will tell me if baby girl decided to stay head down, or if she wanted to be breech again. If she is breech, i will have to have her turned again, and they will induce me right away so she doesn't turn again. So i guess we'll see if i get to pick her birthday or if it will be a surprise.

You may now make your appearance...

It's officially ok now. I made it to the Bloomsburg Fair, had all the yummy food i could stuff in my ever expanding belly, and now i'm ready for Baby Girl to make her grand appearance. I told her she had to stay put until i made it to the fair, at least once, and she complied, but now i'm going to tell her to get out of my belly! She is the next thing on the check list, and we are ready!

Monkey on my back...

The past two days, i've felt like i've had another person on my back. My lower back is so achy, it hurts! And then yesterday i started to get lower abdominal pain along with it. I'm hoping this is a sign that labor will start soon. I know i think i'm ready and all, but i know underneath it all i'm really scared. But i think i'm just scared i'll do something wrong, like not feed her enough, or feed her too much, or put her diaper on wrong, or leave her in the car (that's my dream, that Frank and i leave her in the backseat of the car..and we know it, it's not accident). I guess those are all rational fears, minus the car one, that i'll just have to get over. I know i'm ready to be done being pregnant though, that's for sure.

On a bright note, tomorrow will be my goal date. I said that baby girl had to stay in my belly until at least Saturday, so i could go to the Bloom Fair and eat some good food. I am gonna go and eat lots and lots of good food, and walk around a lot too, so maybe she'll make her apperance soon.

To run or not to run...

Frank seems to think that my running is the reason that Baby Girl decided to flip, and he thinks that i should stop running now so she doesn't flip again. I, on the other hand, think that it is him poking and squeezing her that made her flip. So we've come to an agreement...I will stop running and only go walking if he stops poking her. I guess we'll have to wait until tuesday to see if it works.

Today, Ecko finally made his catch. There has been this squirrel that has been chillin out in the tree in front of our house for the past few months. The squirrel taunts Ecko daily. He likes to sit at the edge of the branches and stare at him, he runs across the wires by the house, and all this drives the dog nuts! Well, Ecko being Ecko, just wants to play! He wants to chase the squirrel and play with it like he plays with Dakota. Well, today he got his chance. The squirrel got ballsy and jumped down onto the fence to taunt the dog, thinking he could still outrun him. Well, Ecko waited and waited and waited, then he leapt at him (it's a game him and Dakota play often in the house). Well, needless to say the squirrel didn't get away. Ecko started swatting and nosing and playing, and, well, now...RIP mister squirrel. I still don't think Ecko realizes that the squirrel isn't like Dakota, and he tends to kill things when he plays with them. Now we just have to wait for Frank to get home from work to get rid of the squirrel before i let Ecko back into the yard.

Our little gymnast...

Yesterday i had my weekly doctor's appointment, and everything looked good. She is growing at a great rate, and she was weighing in at 6lbs 5oz...not too big, not too small. We even got another 4D ultrasound pic, but she was so squised in there this time that it looks funny. But low and behold, our little girl was being stubborn and a gymnast, because she was breech again. So we had two options. We could wait it out and see if she would turn on her own, and if she didnt we would have to have a C-Section, or we could try to turn her manually. I, of course, opted for trying to turn her manually so i wouldn't have to have a C-Section. So today we went to the hospital...they had to do it there because they said there was about a 50% chance that turning her manually could send me into labor..great! So we got there and we managed to get her turned, but they have to monitor you for about an hour afterwards to see if you start having contractions or anything. So of course, i started having contractions. They didn't feel as bad as they were registering on the monitor. They gave me and IV of fluid to help stop them, and another hour later they stopped, so i got to come home. So needless to say, we arne't parents...just yet. Now i have to have weekly stress tests and ultrasounds to monitor the baby and her position. If she goes breech again, which there is a good chance of, they will try to turn her and then they will have to induce me so she doesn't flip again. So i guess it's just a matter of days now until she arrives.