We’ve been waiting for this month for a long time. Baby’s family is on their way. I know they cannot wait to meet her!!
I feel so thankful that with everything…EVERYTHING…we’ve gone through the last 9 months, I’m still hanging in there at nearly 37 weeks with a healthy baby kicking around. Losing a massive amount of blood back in early July was an absolutely terrifying experience but I know the prayers from baby’s Mom and Dad were strong enough to carry both of us through it all. And here we are! They are such loving, kind, wonderful parents and people. I can only imagine how excited they are to have made it and to be this close to holding their little angel. I’ll be praying for their safe passage here.
They’ll be accompanying me to the doctors appointment next Tuesday. Hopefully she will perform a quick ultrasound to check size, position, and fluid levels and all that so my IPs can get a quick look at their daughter. It may be busy over there in the afternoon so I can’t say for sure if that will happen or not.
Baby feels like she’s dropped a lot lower as evidenced by my ability to breathe once again and a reprieve from the heartburn. I’m going to step up my long-distance walking game once they arrive and continue to chase my toddler around. Maybe I’ll get labor to start on its own, but it wouldn’t be a shock if we end up needing some pitocin based encouragement in that department.
If you’ve been following us along our journey the past year, would you mind just keeping us in your thoughts and prayers and we come to the grand finale of a slightly different, but no less wondrous way of welcoming a child into the world? Every little bit of encouragement helps.
Peek-a-boo,I see you, Baby’s gettin’ big, We’re almost through…
Hope my IPs are getting ready. This is happening. Probably not next month given my history of being a slow cooker going post-date, but soooooon.
What else is new?
No carcinoma left on my leg, so that’s good! I got an A+ on my final paper on schizophrenia symptoms and treatment and finished with a solid A in the class. Allow me to be smug for a moment for earning a 4.0 GPA in my 30s, something I should have done 15 damn years ago, but c’est la vie. Monday is Halloween here and my little pumpkins are going as 1) a zombie bride 2) Rainbow Dash and 3) a robot. They’re excited. I’m getting excited for Thanksgiving and birthing time!! Things have gotten to the point where I have to perform some complicated gymnastics to get up from a prone or seated position. Baby seems quite comfy and my health checkups are all good so we stay preggers and carry on.
I said to myself, “Self, you need to do a better job keeping up with this blog. Daily writing helps improve your skills and if you’re going to take this writing thing seriously, it’s time to put your toes to the grindstone, or something like that.”
But Self, the low esteemed doubter she is, thought, “but how am I supposed to make my life sound interesting when literally the majority of the time, nothing happens?”
Take for example the high point of the day. We started watching the Direct to Video sequel of Disney’s Aladdin, called The Return of Jafar – don’t judge unless you have a 4- and 5-year-old – which, by the way Disney, do you think you could maybe allocate enough budget in character development for a new villain? At least in Little Mermaid 2 Return to the Sea they invented a sister for Ursula. Try a little harder. Anyway, while tuning out after laughing at the poor VHS to digital image conversion quality, it slowly dawned on me that Robin Williams didn’t come back to reprise his role as the genie. Listening closer, I thought, “this sounds like…Homer Simpson doing a Robin Williams impression.” Go to IMDB the credits, lo and behold it WAS Homer Simpson doing a Robin Williams impression! I felt giddy, positively tickled pink, to have been right about that.
This is why I don’t blog everyday.
But I will go back to writing about food soon and talk about my recent trip to New Orleans and getting soooooo fat. To be saved for another day.