Freak Out!

So I am 35 weeks along..yay! We (meaning Sean) have been working so hard to get everything done. This past weekend Sean managed to finish painting the nursery, put the crib together and put the glider together. We are doing a wall decal, and will install that next, along with putting together the bookshelf. We have been on the hunt for a few other furniture items to make organization a bit easier. I managed to find a few items I really liked at Target, but their shipping prices make me want to shank someone! I mean, I looked at ordering $50 worth of furniture (two small closetmaid organizers) and Target wants to charge me $35 in shipping!! Say what!! And some how this contributed to me freaking out...it was a trigger of sorts.

Poor Sean! So he has done all this work in the nursery (which in his words, he thought would buy him time until the baby came) <-- really? So I contacted him on Wednesday freaking out. Nothing is done...that is what I said. I'm sure he was confused. And so I list all this stuff that still needs to be done, whilst my hubby is still not convinced. One of the items that has been stressing me is the labor and post-partum bag. Not sure why this is a source of stress, but it was. And then I am not done with my birth plan...and by the way, the little guy (I actually edited this because someone pointed out to me that I said his name when we claimed we are not disclosing it...I am really going to have to go ahead and share it!) can come at any moment and we don't even have a mattress for him. So Sean listens patiently while I break down. He instructs me to go home and relax and not to worry about anything including dinner. Later that night he comes home with a few items that are to included in the labor bag and make steak, baked potatoes and asparagus for dinner....yum!!

Anyway, in spite of my melt down...I think we are doing well as far as timeline. I plan on getting our bags packed this weekend, along with installing the car seat.

 

So how is the little one? Well maybe not so little. We are getting a growth ultrasound done on Tuesday because my belly is measuring outside normal. It might be fluid or he might just be a big baby..we shall get a sense of it on Tuesday. Sean's office started a baby pool, so I decided to start one at work as well. The latest date people have guessed for him to come is on Nov 15th and the largest weight was 8lbs 8oz (made by my boss). I know Sean's pool looks better..but for the record he did not make it. :)

Pool from Sean's job

Pool from my job

Overall though, we are both doing well. My blood pressure is well, I am getting some sleep and have overall been feeling good. My feet still swell beyond human limits, but I manage.

Fist pump...

 Get your hands in the air and fist pump with me...yeah!!! Why the excitement? No, the baby is not here yet...but I am excited anyway! Why?! I slept last night! Yes, the most restful deep sleep I have had in a while!

For the past several days, I have had the most crappy sleep. First of all, to turn over in the night, it felt like a needed a crane. On top of that, my side would go numb if I stayed on one side for too long. And then if that was not enough, sometimes I would just wake up in the middle of the night, fully awake and not be able to fall back asleep. Although most of this recently started (not sleeping comfortably), the waking and being fully awake has been happening for a while. This bothers me because I have always been someone who could sleep anywhere. I was on the concert choir in college and could easily sleep through my choral members singing "Total Praise" in the back of the bus.

 

Now back to the amazing sleep I had last night. First let me say, I am pretty sure I did not look comfortable. I had a mound of pillows to my back. Sean looked at me before bed and was like, "Are you sleeping with all those pillows?" And my reply, "Yep!". He then climbed over them to give me a good night kiss. Once I was settled in, the sandman came quickly. Now my great sleep was not perfect sleep. When I got up to go to the bathroom, it was a feat to get back comfortable. First, I ordered the crane to lower me down, then I relocated my six pillows, swing over the legs and belly, push out buttocks, rearrange the pillows…(did I just kick the dog?). Place another pillow under belly, do the macarana...and ::sigh:: off to sleep. All of this just proves to me that pregnancy not only prepares your little one for life outside the womb, but prepares you as well.


But it was worth it becasue I woke up this morning singing this song and doing this dance...