3 weeks left!!!

We went to the doctor today. It was really weird to schedule my C-Section. It put into perspective how soon this baby will be here. August 12th is the big day, unless my water breaks or I go into labor of course. Crazy.

The appointment went well. I am barely starting to dilate.... sorry if you hate that word, but this is my journal and I'll write what I want..... nothing major though.

Here were my questions for this round:

1. Can I start taking my "baby blue" pills now to help get me ready? YES
I had the baby blues BAD with Warren. I wish someone would have told me to expect it. Apparently most women go through it, but are to embarrassed to admit it. Well, here I am admitting I was miserable for about 4-5 months after Warren was born. Had I known there was a magic pill to cure the depression, we all would have been happier. So, this time around we are getting ready early.

2. Can I go to Bear Lake this weekend? It's not recommended, but I can't hold you here. You run the risk of delivering in a podunk hospital but it's up to you.
So, we are going! Andrew said he'll drive fast if my water breaks.

3. I have been feeling sharp electric shock type pain shooting out my you know what.... Your babies head is right there, of course it can hurt and that's normal. Awesome (sarcasm)

4. I have a crazy pain at the top of my ribs that sometimes hurts so bad I cry. Your baby is kicking hard there. It could either be a cracked rib, or a torn ligament. His tone was kind of a "good luck with that" tone. You only have 3 weeks left.

So, that's it. We are almost there. Time to pack a hospital bag and a bag for Warren. The big difference this time around is I have to think about another child and where he can go while I'm in the hospital. What if my water breaks in the middle of the night.... who do I call?

I only have a few more things to do before baby boy gets here. I guess the biggest thing is decide on a name. Right now the front runners are James, Weston or Edward. I LOVE Edward and call him Eddy. I am just nervous people will think I am a Twilight fan and I can't be more opposite. I hate that crap. Andrew LOVEs Weston but I'm not sold on it. We both like James so that is more than likely what it will be. I guess we'd better decide soon.

The countdown begins

I can't believe we have 25 days left!!! CRAZY. I am super ready physically. Mentally on the other hand, I could probably use more than 25 days. My little What to Expect app on my phone has had 2 updates this week that I think are supposed to help get my butt in gear and ready. The first one was... "You only have 4 weeks left. Pack your hospital bag." Really? It could happen anytime now I guess. The other was "Plan your route to the hospital." I guess the time is closer than I realized.

Here is my physical state: I am so $%#* hot I can't stand it. I seriously can't believe how much sweat I can produce. Sorry if that's TMI, but it's true. I get more and more massive every day so I feel like I get even more hot every day. I have a pinched nerve at the top of each leg so walking is miserable. My ribs hurt so bad I wouldn't be surprised if one was broken. I am so tired and have no motivation to do anything. When does that nesting crap start??? I need it to kick in because I don't care that my house is a wreck right now which is SO not like me.

My mental state: Scared. I am nervous about so many things. I just babysat my brothers 6 week old baby for a couple of days and it was a rude awakening for how it is going to be here soon. I am terrified of the operation I am going to have. I am worried sick about my duties at work. I know the staff can handle it, but do I really want them to? NO. Over the past 8 years I have seen the Utah Open go from being a joke to an event that even PGA Tour members are apparently talking about and some have even called to try to play. I guess I can't do anything about it now, but I hope it all goes well.

I know it always sounds like I am dreading this second baby. I really am excited to meet him and to expand the family. It is just crazy to think that it's really happening.

I have a doctors appointment tomorrow. Apparently we get to set an official date for the delivery. We have talked about August 12, but we'll see.

OMH!!!

47 days???? Breathe!

Leg cramps.

I NEVER had leg cramps with Warren. I didn't even know it was a pregnancy symptom until this time around. I get them at the most random times. I got one in the middle of the night last week that was so bad it woke me up. The next day I felt like I had been beaten in the leg. Then the other day we were in out pool. I was just chatting with friends and me feet cramped. If I had been standing on solid ground it would have dropped me for sure. They keep coming and going. Some more mild than others, but any way you slice it it's obnoxious.

Humiliation

There are many things about being pregnant that can bring on humiliation. I have experienced a couple in the last few days.

1. I have peed my pants. Luckily at home so I could change. You ask how is that possible?? Well, when your baby is squashing your bladder while at the same time using it as a punching bag, it sometimes leaves you seconds to get to the restroom and I just didn't make it. Yes... I am sensitive about it.

2. I fell out of bed. You know when you get big enough it is hard to sit up to swing your legs off the bed to get out??? Well, I am there so I try to roll out. The bed we have now is a bit higher than the one we had when I was pregnant with Warren. The rolling out didn't work as well this time around. Yes... funny but embarrassing. At least Andrew was the only one who saw it.

30 week and glucose appointment

Today's appointment was long, but it went well. I had to do the second glucose test which was 3 hours. I had to go in fasting which made me sick, then they gave me that drink thing which made me even more sick. After a few blood tests I was REALLY sick. But, the good news is I passed. No need for the gestational shot!! Wahoo!

I have gained 3 pounds in 3 weeks. Awesome (sarcasm). I can't wait to get my massive butt out running again. The baby is facing down and will probably stay that way for the duration. I guess it doesn't matter since I have to have a c-section, but he's in the right position anyway. The doctor guesses he's about 3 1/2 to 4 lbs at this point and said "be ready for a big baby". Warren was only 6 lbs. 14 oz, so a big baby would be a little change. Everything checked out ok. We are to the point where I see the doctor every 2 weeks. I think time is going to fly.... I am certainly not ready so it's time to get my butt in gear because this little squirt will be here before we know it. At least I know I have time. Unlike my brother who got a call from his adoption agency on MOnday night saying he'd have a baby that next Wednesday.

I failed.

I have had the words "you failed" said to me two times in my life. Both thanks to my lovely children. I failed my glucose test yesterday. Could it be the fact that I can't get enough sugar when I am pregnant? I could eat an entire bag of marshmellows for dinner. I LOVE ice cream more than ever. I have been known to scoop out a spoon full of frosting and eat it from the can.... maybe even a couple of spoon fulls. I realize this has multiple consequences, but when a pregnant girl wants something.... GIVE IT TO HER. Consequences don't mean as much to me when I'm pregnant. Well, they were clear yesterday about this consequence. I have to go back to the doctor next week and sit for 3 hours. I have to fast before I go and get blood taken 4 times. LAME! I had to go back a second time with Warren too. Luckily I passed the second one. If I don't pass this time, I have to get shots every day. I have a few phobias in my life. Needles are one of them. I have been known to pass out in the chair before they even stick me for blood just because I am so scared.

PRAY FOR ME!!!