Nothing yet. . . .

Well August 3 has come and gone and still no baby news from Michigan - as you may remember my cousin is expecting her first little one as well and we're all anxiously awaiting that little one's arrival.

As for me, I'm doing pretty well. Little man has the hiccups as I'm writing this, but it's a nice reminder after a pretty quiet day that things are all going well. I'm not sleeping very well at night, but I seem to be able to crash from about 7:30am till 10am, so at least a little bit of sleep is happening. If there is anything I feel I can say for sure it's that my little guy is going to be VERY long. I have SO much pelvic pressure, but at the same time I can feel him burying his feet up under my ribs (and I have a pretty decent sized torso folks)!

I had a doctor's appointment on Monday. My doctor is pleased with him and me and seriously has no concerns (have I mentioned lately that I love my doctor and how laid back she is?). She did say that at 39 weeks (about a week from now) she will do an ultrasound just to check his size again, but she doesn't seem concerned.

I hate to say that I am "done" with being pregnant - because truly I have enjoyed every single second - even the not so pleasant/scary seconds. I think I'm just getting very excited to finally meet this little person who's been bouncing around inside of me for 9 months. And I would be lying if I said I wasn't also looking forward to possibly getting to sleep on my stomach again, and having a normal sized bladder.

I've also gotten very emotional in the last day or so. Now any of you that know me well will laugh at that statement and say "when isn't she emotional?" and it's true - I'm a very "sappy" person. But in the last day or so I have found myself in tears over one thing or another which hasn't been the norm during this pregnancy. Sure there were tears from time to time but today it seems like every sweet little thing I read about or hear about has the tears running down my cheeks. Does this mean anything? Who knows?

And now, just proof positive once again, that I have the world's greatest husband - he called to let me know he was going to get home late (he didn't want me to worry) and that he would be a little bit later because he was stopping to get me a surprise! We'll see what it is when he gets home.

I will keep everyone updated as things hopefully start progressing soon. Hope life is treating everyone else as well as it's treating my little family. These are truly good days - ones I won't ever forget.

Ummmm. . . . Yikes!!!

So yeah. . . . it's August! Holy crap! That means that I'm supposedly having a baby THIS month! That is just a little crazy to think about.

So sorry that I haven't posted in so long, will work on rectifying that, and in the meantime try to catch you up a little bit.

The car stuff got figured out eventually in case anyone was wondering but there was even more drama to be had after that last post - I don't even want to go into it. It was actually almost comical by the time everything got worked out.

My mom came to visit on July 9 and stayed till July 15 which was wonderful! I didn't mean to put her to work but she ended up cleaning and organizing my apartment - which is awesome since my body has decided it doesn't want to do anything but grow a baby! Did I mention how much I adore her? Other than wanting to see her now obviously pregnant daughter (we saw her back at Christmas but I was only about 4-5 weeks pregnant at the time) she was also in town for the baby shower that Kazia and Sandy threw. It was marvelous! This little boy is SO loved already. I'm pretty sure we have everything we need, and if we don't, well then we'll get it after he arrives. Most of Paul's side of the family and some of my friend's were able to make it and I'm pretty sure a good time was had by all.

One of the games we played was me trying to figure out what kind of baby food I was tasting - I can't believe babies eat this stuff!

This was a definite "Yuck!!" flavor - I think it was squash or something I don't normally like anyway.

This was a definite "YUMMY!!!!"

And how cute are the party favors??? "Thank you for coming from Kristin and her 'bun in the oven'!"

Then I had another shower at work! This little boy is going to seriously be the best dressed baby on the block that is for sure. They decorated my desk and had a potluck with lots of yummy food. It was a nice way to round out my last week of work.

There's the belly! And my cubicle at work. Cheryl came in on Sunday to decorate my desk!! Such love from my lead :)

The sash says "mommy - to - be" and that cake to my left. . . was made by Cheryl out of blankets and wash cloths!!!! So cool!

So July 24 was my last day of work and it was definitely with mixed feelings that I left. I miss my friends at work and seeing them on a daily basis. But as little man has gotten bigger over the last week and dropped a little bit I don't know if I could still be doing it. I've had a hard time this past week just keeping up with doctor's appointments, I can't imagine what it would have been like while working full time as well.

I've washed the first batch of his clothes and blankets and burp cloths. We got the crib on the 26 and put it together the same day. I'm still waiting for the mattress pad to be delivered but once I have the bedding all put together as well I will post some pictures of his corner in our room. It's really coming together quite nicely. Other than that not too much going on. Just trying to patiently wait for his arrival. This is the truest surprise I think I will ever have - having no idea when he is going to decide to make his debut.

That pretty much sums it up I do believe. I will post again soon, I promise!

Someone give me MY doctor back!! Please!

OK, I had one of the most frustrating doctor's appointments of this entire pregnancy today! I was supposed to see my usual doctor on Monday, however she called out sick on Monday and the only time they could reschedule me was today at 9:40 in the morning - with a different doctor.

She left me waiting in the room for a good 20 minutes first off - and let me just say that is not the usual at my hospital. Once you are in a room to be seen you are usually seen in about 5-10 minutes. Then she wants to go through my whole history all over again! Um. . . you are not my doctor, you are a fill-in since my doctor was sick this week, you do NOT NEED TO KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT ME!

Normally my doctor looks to see what my blood pressure was when they took it out front (I'm considered "high risk" due to high blood pressure at my first appointment - even though it's been pretty much perfect since then) tells me my blood pressure is looking good and we move along with the appointment. This doctor? No, she wants to know if I had blood pressure issues before I got pregnant. Well, yes I did but it was determined to be white coat syndrome. She wants to know if anyone ever termed me "chronic hypertensive". No, I've never been put on medication for the blood pressure and it has never been termed a "chronic" problem. She decides it is a chronic problem and puts it on my chart so now it shows up all over the place!

Then she tells me that due to my being "chronic" I have to start having non-stress tests 2 times a week starting at 32 weeks gestation. Wait. . . . WHAT?!?! You just decided I'm chronic - even though I'm not - you are not my doctor and now I have to have two extra appointments per week because of a decision you, who are not my doctor, made? Um, can I object?? I keep my mouth shut, more because I'm not sure of what will come out of it than any other reason, and decide well we're almost done I can discuss with my doctor at my next appointment if this is all actually necessary.

THEN - she measures my belly and says "This baby is measuring big!". I laugh and tell her his parents are both big people and that we are not worried (because my doctor has been measuring me all along and has not seen a problem with my measurements). Well apparently this doctor - who I again remind you is NOT MY DOCTOR - decides it is something to be worried about. She schedules an ultrasound (another appointment = more time off work BEFORE baby is born) to see just how big he is. Apparently, it doesn't matter to her that this late in the game ultrasounds can be off by a pound or more in either direction and are not conclusive at all - oh well!

She listens to his heartbeat and it sounds great - thank goodness - and then squeezes and pushes low on my abdomen to see if he is head down. It HURT!!!! But the good news is he is indeed head down - at least for the time being.

There's more, but I've totally bored myself now so I can only imagine how awful this is for anyone who decides to read it. What it boils down to is I am very much looking forward to my next doctor's appointment with MY doctor to suss out what exactly is truth and what is over-reaction.

I've seriously gained a new appreciation for my doctor now though that's for sure. She's a little older and I think she's seen so much that she doesn't tend to overreact about things - which for me and my touchy blood pressure is a very good thing. I'll keep everyone posted with what happens.