Saturday, April 12, 2008
Thursday, April 3, 2008
By the numbers
39 weeks, 5 days, 19 hours and 43 minutes
3 cm
60% effaced
95% tired
100% sick of making dinners
3 cm
60% effaced
95% tired
100% sick of making dinners
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Can I see your tummy?
About a month ago, Andrew developed a keen interest in my tummy. He always wants to see my tummy. This must be bare skin. So I untuck, uncover and let him see my baby bump. He rubs it and kisses it and lays his head on it. It's very endearing.
Once, several weeks ago, he was seeing my tummy when he hopped down off the couch. He took a few running steps, paused to turn around and said to me sternly,
"Don't go away."
He kept his eyes on me as he took a few steps, "Don't go." And off he ran. It was clear that I was NOT to put my tummy away. He came back in a few seconds with a wet wipe from his room. He hopped up on the couch and started wiping my tummy. He kept at it for quite some time, till the wipe was all dried up.
This became a new tradition. Andrew would ask to see my tummy, I'd whip it out, he'd run for a wipe and clean me off. It is quite cute and sweet although I'm not sure what he thinks he's cleaning.
A few days ago, I was straitening up the nursery for our imminent arrival when I found this stash:
I'm hoping they are just nice and clean from my tummy, but I'm not taking any chances.
Once, several weeks ago, he was seeing my tummy when he hopped down off the couch. He took a few running steps, paused to turn around and said to me sternly,
"Don't go away."
He kept his eyes on me as he took a few steps, "Don't go." And off he ran. It was clear that I was NOT to put my tummy away. He came back in a few seconds with a wet wipe from his room. He hopped up on the couch and started wiping my tummy. He kept at it for quite some time, till the wipe was all dried up.
This became a new tradition. Andrew would ask to see my tummy, I'd whip it out, he'd run for a wipe and clean me off. It is quite cute and sweet although I'm not sure what he thinks he's cleaning.
A few days ago, I was straitening up the nursery for our imminent arrival when I found this stash:
I'm hoping they are just nice and clean from my tummy, but I'm not taking any chances.
39 weeks and counting. . .
. . .the hours!
So here you are, a nice picture of my new haircut and my growing tummy. Matt didn't exactly get all the tummy glory here, but you get the idea.
I'm contracting fairly often, but certainly not regularly. Almost every time I stand up from sitting I have one. On Sunday and Monday my biggest problem was a terrible kink in my neck that I woke up with. With no Tylenol in sight, I suffered through the day. I finally got some yesterday, and have been doing better. I also got some Tylenol PM and slept for a solid 4 hours last night before starting my every hour vigil.
I was really hoping to birth this girl this week, but I'm not feeling it. I was on Sunday, but things seem to be mellowing.
So here you are, a nice picture of my new haircut and my growing tummy. Matt didn't exactly get all the tummy glory here, but you get the idea.
I'm contracting fairly often, but certainly not regularly. Almost every time I stand up from sitting I have one. On Sunday and Monday my biggest problem was a terrible kink in my neck that I woke up with. With no Tylenol in sight, I suffered through the day. I finally got some yesterday, and have been doing better. I also got some Tylenol PM and slept for a solid 4 hours last night before starting my every hour vigil.
I was really hoping to birth this girl this week, but I'm not feeling it. I was on Sunday, but things seem to be mellowing.
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