An update on recent developments

ok so for all of you we have kept in suspense over the past few days- AN UPDATE-

I was sent to the hospital after a rountine checkup on Tuesday afternoon. My blood pressure had sky-rocketed probably as I result of my ever stressful job and probably having to do with facing all the stresses of impending mommihood. So here I am- Thursday morning and still at the hospital. Let me tell you- it's been one of the most boringist things I have ever experienced- and I feel so bad for my poor husband who has staying here the entire time- until now- because I have kicked him out to go enjoy life.

So last night they told me that they were going to induce me today and baby Finley was going to join us . Then 45 minutes later after that big news they told us they read the tests wrong and that they would have more news in the morning. So here is the news- I have hypertension aka high blood pressure and that I am on strict bed rest until I get worse or I deliever. I actually think bed-rest is way worse than labor. I would rather just push him on out then sit around for the net three weeks- My Dr. said that I would be delievering in no longer than 3 weeks from today - so plan on him arriving on Feb. 20,21,22,or 23. Unless of course I decide apart from my 10 minutes in the shower and bathroom breaks (that is all I am allowed) to go jogging- he is coming in 3 weeks! Ok so there is my update-boring days are in my future- call me and keep me sane friends.

So yesterday was the first time I felt like a mom. It was a very strange, deep in my gut kind of feeling. First of all let me start by saying that this alien in my tummy never stays still so I am constantly feeling him moving around and burrowing in my rib cage. Annoying as it is-yesterday the moving was at an all time low. I remember feeling him move in the morning after breakfast but then no movement for over 8 hours. I freaked out- almost to the point of tears. My poor husband sat by me and tapped on my tummy trying to convince our little Finn to move- no moving. I think I was starting to hyperventilate- and that's when I got my first momish feeling. Momish- weird- I am going to be a "mama". Then around 8:30 the little bogger started to squirm again. He's already got an attitude problem, but what can I say..so does his mama.

So currently bundle of joy supposedly weighs 5 pounds and is over 18 inches long- but knowing my kid he's probably going to come out a toddler and have firey red hair and an attitude to match. Someone help? All I have to offer is a spare room and my friendship. So if that's good enough then I'll see you in March.

I think this is becoming a Thursday morning ritual. I should have more time to keep this blog updated with all the sitting around and doing nothing that I've been doing lately. Yesterday my poor husband even made a comment about how it seemed like I had more energy than usual- I must have been smiling more than normal or something.

So I am starting to see the finish line at work- only one more full week and then I think I may just work one or two days a week till I pop. That is exciting. My weeks will soon be full of TLC "Baby Story" "Wedding Story" Bringing Home Baby" etc. I suppose you are getting my drift. I may also get through my "nesting" list of things I need to do before my little bundle of joy arrives.

Good News- I lost 2 pounds this week- after gaining a basketball in my stomach and some lard in my butt I can happily say that the gaining weight part of pregnancy has come to a halt. Well for now at least. So I have officially gained a whopping 28 pounds- and I still have just a few weeks so who knows all my vegging out in the next weeks may raise my total pounds to 30plus.

By the way- if your feeling sorry for me yet- some suggestions for you-
1. Call me and let me know that you haven't forgotten about me or my blob
2. Overnight some Ben & Jerry's Mint Chocolate Chip Ice Cream to me
3. Show up at my doorstep with presents for me and not for baby
4. Make my husband some dinner- He will appreciate it I promise:)

Ok so- maybe sooner than later I will write again. Till then.

There's something about Thursdays

So seriously there is something about Thursdays. Thursdays in my world are Fridays. Each and every week I force myself to roll out of bed or "shift" out of bed making sure my stomach doesn't hit anything on the way to the bathroom. The bathroom has become my home away from home in the past months- I have this ritual where at the end of the night say 7pm- I get ready for bed and lay down- now as soon as I lay down in bed my bladder decides to become overactive and I can't get to sleep for the next hour because I can't stop thinking about peeing.

It's horrible. Horrible. And to top it off my son decides that because Mom wants to go to sleep, it is time to wake up and try to push out of my stomach. The weirdest thing is laying in bed and watching legs, hands, and the occasional head try to push through my skin- it's freaky. Believe me.

So we are nearing the end and planning on going to Denver this weekend to stock up on anything we have forgot to get in the past months. Then I will go into hibernation until I have this child. Hibernation in my world includes- sleeping, eating, walking, and nesting. Maybe I'll even learn how to cook during this time- I'll keep you all posted. So wish my luck, I think I may be nearing the end of working- hallelujah. Don't tell my boss though- I think I'll be springing that on him in the next week. Ha. Until next time.

Approximately 60 days till "push day"

Ok. So here I am. Nearing the end of this thing called pregnancy. You would never have known but pregnancy in the first 6 months flys by- then you hit this wall. It's like every day drags on then you start to realize that you can no longer bend over..see your feet..or shave "parts" of your body that once were easily visible. And that is where I am right now. 31 1/2 weeks of pregnancy. I think people that say that they loved being pregnant are all liars..seriously who enjoys the constant kicking into your ribs..indigestion and constant constipation..it's a dream come true!!

Now don't get me wrong- I can't wait to meet my son. He's going to be awesome. And I can't wait to try to figure out how to be a good mom. It's going to be an adventure. But let me just say that once my firstborn son comes into this world- another pregnancy will be on hold...for a long long time.

So with all that said in my first official blog- I will try to continue writing and giving you all an update on this ever so fun thing we call pregnancy. Until then- remember to be grateful for your skinny bodies and for the fact that you can still see your toes.