Packin’ Up.

I have a feeling this baby is coming soon.

First of all, he is looooow. He keeps moving further and further down, making walking or standing for me EXTREMELY uncomfortable. The Braxton Hicks are ridic and getting to the point to where I start to wonder if I’m really in labor. In all honesty, as uncomfortable as I am, I really hope he stays in there a couple more weeks. My last day of work is this Friday. I’d like to have some time at home, resting, and doing some last minute prep. I am fully aware that once baby comes, all “me” time is out the window for a while. Just a couple days of laying in the recliner and watching season 2 of Downton Abbey on Hulu Plus would be cool.

In preparation, we finally put all of his washed clothes away (they’ve been folded…and sitting in the crib for roughly two weeks thanks to colds and general exhaustion).

clothes_cribOk, not all of them were folded.

baby clothes foldedNow they’re nice and folded and ready to be worn by a cute baby.

We are getting the bags packed and ready to go and we’re doing some cleaning the house today. I bought the breast pump, got some nursing bras, and the baby has more crap than he (or anyone) needs.

baby bagHenry’s baby bag for the hospital. Got some sleeping gowns, a couple onesies, an outfit to come home in, mittens, socks, a little hat, a swaddler, and a blanket. 

diaper bag 1

diaper bag 2I got this bag years ago as a gift from a client of mine. I gave it to Chris, but he never really used it. It’s a perfect diaper bag because it means Chris will freely carry it around shame-free, and I honestly hate most diaper bags on the market. I bought a $10 fold out portable changing mat and stuck it in there. It’s got lots of pockets, too, so bonus.

Even if baby doesn’t come on his own soon, he’ll be here around Dec. 17 regardless. My blood sugars were doing ok…then my morning fasting numbers started to creep up. I told my OB and she told me if my perinatologist (who is monitoring me monthly as well) puts me on meds, they will induce me on or before Dec. 17. I really don’t want to be induced, I’ve heard such horror stories. So far, the perinatologist has NOT put me on medication (because the dose would be really low — half of the lowest dose from the pharmacy. Meaning, I’d have to physically cut each pill in half before I take it). He doesn’t see the point. But, we’ll see. I’m sure I’ll find out more tomorrow.

So, we’re physically ready. When do I become mentally ready? I felt like this pregnancy was going so slow. Now, it’s going by too fast. Ah!

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All I wanna do is sleep and eat cereal.

I had the day off Friday. I slept almost the entire day. I got up around 5 and got ready for dinner with some friends. So that’s that.

Saturday, I woke up early and had a TON of energy! I had so much energy that I was worried it was a sign of impending labor. I’m at almost 36 weeks, and I want this kid to cook as long as he can (without going over, please). We checked off so much from our to-do list yesterday, including the big things like pre-registering at the hospital and getting Chris the flu shot. Next up, he’s gotta get the DTAP shot. That one’s a little more painful.

Piece of cake.

We also test drove some recliners at La-Z-Boy, checked out some new glasses for me (since contacts will be impractical for a while), and did a full grocery shopping trip. For me lately, this is crazy busy. By the time we got home, not only was I exhausted, but my feet and legs were killing me. I am very thankful for a husband that rubs my feet. VERY.

My fears about getting a burst of energy before labor may be wrong because today? More sleeping. Then a bath. Then dinner. Then lots of laundry (including all of Henry’s baby clothes). And now blogging and not doing other things I should/meant to do today. I’ll probably go to bed early. I’m exhausted again.

I’m still monitoring my blood sugar and everything is still normal. It’s actually kinda interesting seeing what does and doesn’t make my blood sugar levels spike. Like tortillas and veggie chicken patties make it go way up. Pizza and liquid creamer does nothing. After 5 days of doing this, I weighed myself and I’ve lost 3 pounds. Maybe I’ll keep it up even after the baby is born. It’s basically high protein and counting carbs and sugar. I haven’t even glanced at the calories or fat on things for a change, so it’s not so bad. But honestly, I’d kill someone for a bowl of cereal right now, so it’s not easy either.

No pie for Thanksgiving, but I was given the green light on cheesecake. Maybe I will make that an annual tradition from now on. I don’t need no pecan pie.

Mmmmmm…pecan pie.

Weddings, fun, and zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

I feel like I’ve been hit by a bus full of tranquilizers today. I actually slept until almost 10 am (which is really late for me). Then my wonderful husband got us breakfast burritos at Weck’s, a fabulous New Mexico eatery. After I ate, I went back to sleep until 3 pm. Let me just reiterate that I NEVER SLEEP THAT MUCH. I honestly don’t think I even slept that much in college.

Yesterday, I got up early to get a hair cut (no hair color yet — even though my roots and gray hairs are screaming for help). We were heading to Santa Fe for my friend Julie’s wedding in the afternoon, so I had some time when I got home to get ready. I passed out on the couch. Mouth wide open, drooling, the whole nine. Chris had to shake me awake so I could get dressed.

The wedding was absolutely beautiful and we were placed at a table of really fun people. Incidentally, everyone at the table were huge dog lovers and at one point, we all whipped out our cell phones and passed around pictures of our pups. We spent the whole night laughing and talking. My feet were killing me so I sat most of the night, but wow, was the wedding a party. Anyone who knows me knows I love to dance. I would glance over to the packed dance floor with envy. At one point after the cake cutting, my right leg went numb. I looked down at my feet and they were double the size they were just minutes earlier. Cue to leave.

I think it was too much fun for my preggo body. Henry was all, “Hey jerks, I was trying to sleep but that Earth, Wind, and Fire made that extremely difficult! Now you will pay!”

This song also made a cameo at our September wedding. Henry will learn to love it.

Anyway, I’m still exhausted now, so I have no worries about bedtime. I read online that at 27 weeks pregnant, many women get extreme fatigue. Totally normal and annoying pregnancy symptom.

Highlight: Chris with a cut out of the Duke. The bride’s father is a big John Wayne fan, and they had this fun cut out and props. We were the first to partake, of course.

I love this man so much! The one on the right, I mean.

In other baby-related news, we are starting to get his room all set up. My husband has been working diligently to get rid of a bunch of stuff in the second bedroom. He’s been nesting more than me. In a couple weeks, my in-laws are coming into town for the baby shower (eek!) and staying with us. I’m a freak about this place being spotless when guests are coming, so I want everything perfect. As soon as they leave, the guest bed gets taken out and the crib put in. My mom and step dad generously purchased our crib and mattress last week. I’m so excited to put it together and get everything set up.

I want some ice cream.