Come on Peanut

There are only 9 days left before D-day, and I am climbing the walls with excitement and anticipation. I'm hoping that Peanut come sooner rather than later, but what pregnant woman in her right mind would pray to go past her due date. 40 weeks is plenty of time to carry a baby. So, I'm killing time trying to stay cool and comfortable which is a true impossibility. In just a few weeks I'll probably look back and think that things were so much easier while the kid was still cooking inside. Isn't the grass always greener? At least I'll have pretty toes when I go into labor. Today I treated myself to a final pre-mommy pedicure and it was heavenly.

We saw the doctor last Friday, and she doesn't want me to go more than a week past my due date, so just in case, we have an induction scheduled on August 12th, the day Adam is supposed to return to work for preplanning. Induced labors are painfully hard....so, pray that this kiddo come on time or early so we don't have to face that. I want Adam to have some time to adjust to being a Daddy before he has to face work too. So, that's the news for now.

Too funny!

Okay...I saw this on Facebook, and I nearly peed myself laughing. Even though I'm uncomfortable and ready to have this baby, this picture reminded me of how cool it is that I can have a baby. Granted, I needed help, but what a miracle. So, we have only 16 days until the due date, and I'm anxious/excited. I hope this baby will be punctual...unlike his/her parents.

I'm cooking a blackberry cobbler, and I'll probably regret eating it this late, but I can catch up on the sleep I'll miss during my one hour pregnancy massage tomorrow.

Who hates heartburn?

Okay...it is 2AM in the morning and who do you think is wide awake? Aren't mommies supposed to be able to sleep before the baby is born? The cause of my insomnia tonight is heartburn and acid reflux. I certainly hope this pregnancy "evil" goes away after the birth of this child. Surely a grape snow cone couldn't cause all this trouble. Who knows?

I guess I can't complain though. I did take a four hour nap yesterday. ( I guess there is some mercy for the weary.)

Adam and I bought a few last things to prepare for Peanut's arrival yesterday...mattress pad, changing table cover, birthing ball, curtain rod,....it feels good to be almost ready. The doctor's appointment is today at 3:30, and we'll see if I have progressed closer to delivery. On Saturday we get to take the car seats to be installed. Thrown into all of this preparation is fun. We went to an Asheville Tourists game tonight, and tomorrow we'll be doing Fridays after Five in Asheville. So, we have not gone into total baby hibernation yet. I'm off to the recliner/couch to see if an upright sleeping position will help.

The Value of Life

Today Adam and I met with our State Farm Insurance agent to talk about life insurance. We know preparing "just in case" is the responsible thing to do, but we almost feel like we are tempting fate. Our agent was wonderful, and we don't feel totally confused any more, but the whole thought process is really rather morbid. I hate the thought of putting a monetary value on Adam's life, on our unborn child's life, or on my own life. It feel creepy and unnatural. Regardless of the formula an agent uses to find the magic money number, the dollars and cents could never replace Adam or prepare me for life without him. You can't buy him with money...he's worth too much. So, I'm glad we went through the process, and we're going to join the millions of other people who prepare "just in case", but I don't have to like the thought or the process. I do have to be grown up and responsible for the sake of our child even though all I really want to do is keep playing in the fun and adventurous life of make believe.

23 days and counting

I can't believe that Adam and I only have 23 days to get ready to be parents. It seemed like it would take forever for August 6th to arrive, and now it is almost here. Who knew that pregancy would fly by and that it would be a matter of days before this little peanut arrives. I'm getting really excited to know if we'll be meeting Kenly Shea or Colby Bennett, but I'm most excited to hold this baby and meet him/her face to face. The nursery is almost ready, and I can't keep myself from walking in it to just pretend and imagine how much love the room will hold. I'm already turning into the sappy mom type. We still have a ton to do, but I feel like the end is in sight....I'm not terrified any more.

We took a birthing class this weekend, and so many questions were answered. We have a plan, but ultimatley, God's got a plan and his will be best. We'll just sit back and see what happens.