The day you deliver, outside will be cold. Your baby will arrive in the early morning. After a labor lasting approximately 8 hours, your child, a girl, will be born. Your baby will weigh about 5 pounds, 12 ounces, and will be 22 1/2 inches long. This child will have amber eyes and barely there blond hair.
- I know kind of cheesey, but thought it was cute.
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Monday, October 11, 2010
Waiting Game
So we have received all we are going/needing to receive through all these amazing showers that were thrown for us the past few weeks. And my nesting has been in full swing. I have all the clothes and blankets washed, the monitor is installed, the diapers are organized by sizes, the bath tub is set up with toys and cute towels, bottles are cleaned and stored, and mommy and daddy are anxiously awaiting the arrival of their little girl.
I realize I’m only at 34 weeks, full term is 37, and the latest they’ll let me carry her is 41 weeks. So technically speaking I could have two full months left before this baby is here. I also realize the power to “will” her to come early is all in my head and there’s nothing I can do at this point except wait.
And wait we will. . . I hear the Jeopardy tune every time I think about waiting.
Thankfully the next few weeks will be full of activities: headed to Springfield to meet with good friends for our annual holiday gathering, then it’s my birthday, then the best holiday of all, Halloween.
After that I’m afraid, November may be the longest month of my life. We will just sit there anticipating the first contraction, the first run to the hospital, our first baby, the first of many things.
Until then we will just wait, do do do do, da do do do, dododododododoo, bumbum
I realize I’m only at 34 weeks, full term is 37, and the latest they’ll let me carry her is 41 weeks. So technically speaking I could have two full months left before this baby is here. I also realize the power to “will” her to come early is all in my head and there’s nothing I can do at this point except wait.
And wait we will. . . I hear the Jeopardy tune every time I think about waiting.
Thankfully the next few weeks will be full of activities: headed to Springfield to meet with good friends for our annual holiday gathering, then it’s my birthday, then the best holiday of all, Halloween.
After that I’m afraid, November may be the longest month of my life. We will just sit there anticipating the first contraction, the first run to the hospital, our first baby, the first of many things.
Until then we will just wait, do do do do, da do do do, dododododododoo, bumbum
Family of Friends
Family: it has always been a prevalent force in my life. I realized at a young age what traditions were held dear to my family, what could easily be overlooked, and what I wish we spent more time with. Growing up there were two major holidays that defined my family, Christmas and Fourth of July. With those two days of the year my maternal family would gather together, eat good food, give each other trouble, and not see each other for another 6 months. My paternal family is small, as my dad is an only child and we would see that family for holidays and birthdays on regular bases, but nothing to extravagant, nonetheless traditional.
When I got to the point in my life when family members started to pass on, leave us, or create new families of there own I reevaluated my expectations. Michael and I have always known that we want a large family; partly because we both value how valuable traditions and relationships are and the other part because we never really had a big family ourselves. So we start planning: how many kids, what kind of traditions we will instill, how important certain events will be, all of the planning can go without a hitch but if you’re trying to build something from the ground up it takes a lot of work with small foundations (little families, uninterested family members, etc.).
After the past few weekends with all the amazing friends gathering around to help celebrate the impending birth of our daughter Michael and I started to realize our foundations aren’t as small as we might think they are. At first glance one would see this baby as having a rather small extended family. But pulling back the layers and looking closer you will start to see she’s going to have numerous “aunts and uncle”. The people whom we would trust her life with honestly surpasses the number of fingers and toes I have.
We don’t have a small foundation we’re working with here, we have one of the largest, most loving, amazing situations we could possibly ask for. Our friends truly make up our family. I don’t sit there, at my showers, counting the number of family members I wish were there, I sit there counting the blessings of each of the people who are truly there for us.
When I got to the point in my life when family members started to pass on, leave us, or create new families of there own I reevaluated my expectations. Michael and I have always known that we want a large family; partly because we both value how valuable traditions and relationships are and the other part because we never really had a big family ourselves. So we start planning: how many kids, what kind of traditions we will instill, how important certain events will be, all of the planning can go without a hitch but if you’re trying to build something from the ground up it takes a lot of work with small foundations (little families, uninterested family members, etc.).
After the past few weekends with all the amazing friends gathering around to help celebrate the impending birth of our daughter Michael and I started to realize our foundations aren’t as small as we might think they are. At first glance one would see this baby as having a rather small extended family. But pulling back the layers and looking closer you will start to see she’s going to have numerous “aunts and uncle”. The people whom we would trust her life with honestly surpasses the number of fingers and toes I have.
We don’t have a small foundation we’re working with here, we have one of the largest, most loving, amazing situations we could possibly ask for. Our friends truly make up our family. I don’t sit there, at my showers, counting the number of family members I wish were there, I sit there counting the blessings of each of the people who are truly there for us.
Monday, October 4, 2010
Blessed
I am blessed, there is honestly no better word in the English language to describe my current situation than, blessed!
I have a wonderful family and the start to and even more wonderful family AND my friends (who are practically my family) are just as amazing and wonderful.
Thank you to everyone who made it to Columbia for the shower this weekend. It was a blast and my hostesses sure know how to throw a party. Complete with matching cupcakes, butterfly decorations, a baby diaper wreath, yummy food, and a great time!! Thank you Martha and Emily for all you have done for me (this baby is going to have amazing aunts)!! A special shout out to Leslie for décor!
What a wonderful time, this baby girl is going to be set for life. I am amazed that so many people already care for her and love her and they haven’t even met her. Blessed, I tell you.
Not to mention when I got home Michael said he would have had more fun with me than drinking all weekend with the boys, a hint of maturity I hear?
THANKS AGAIN!! I LOVE YOU ALL!
I have a wonderful family and the start to and even more wonderful family AND my friends (who are practically my family) are just as amazing and wonderful.
Thank you to everyone who made it to Columbia for the shower this weekend. It was a blast and my hostesses sure know how to throw a party. Complete with matching cupcakes, butterfly decorations, a baby diaper wreath, yummy food, and a great time!! Thank you Martha and Emily for all you have done for me (this baby is going to have amazing aunts)!! A special shout out to Leslie for décor!
What a wonderful time, this baby girl is going to be set for life. I am amazed that so many people already care for her and love her and they haven’t even met her. Blessed, I tell you.
Not to mention when I got home Michael said he would have had more fun with me than drinking all weekend with the boys, a hint of maturity I hear?
THANKS AGAIN!! I LOVE YOU ALL!
Monday, September 27, 2010
Shower Me with Love and Friendship
So I have just finished a chronological blog about my wonderful weekend and I don’t feel like it gives the weekend the justice it deserves - I could list how wonderful it was to get a massage, and finally get a pedicure. I could talk about the horrific old time photo I was forced into and what I look like as a pregnant bar hussy, I could talk about the amazing smile capture photo function on Cassie's camera and the 400 pictures we took, but the truth of the matter is it wasn’t what I did this weekend, it’s WHO I spent the weekend with.
In college I lived two of my four years with Cassie and Jessie. I wouldn’t say it was idealistic, but I also wouldn’t say our relationship was uncommon. We got to the point where we were all at different places and just wanted to move on. The value was there, on the back burner, but I, for one didn’t take full advantage of the friendships I had created with them.
They contacted me a few months back asking if they could throw me a shower. It was a lovely thought, but a majority of my college friends live out of town and weren’t able to make it (a blessing in disguise). So we decided to cancel the shower and turn it into a girl’s weekend.
I was looking forward to the weekend for quite a while and even found myself giddy at times. I’m the type of person who is 100% content with staying in my own little house, with my husband and puppy at my side with a pizza and a Red Box. I don’t like to “get away” as much as some people do. So this was a change for my psyche when I was actually pumped to get away.
I drove down by myself early Saturday morning, and couldn’t get there fast enough--needless to say starting the trip with a Spiced Pumpkin Latte gave new meaning to the phrase “frequent urination”. . . . and the constant stopping wasn’t easing the anxiety.
The whole weekend we filled each other in on our lives; the ups and downs of starting families, the piss poor mentality of the corporate world, going back to grad school, finding our dream jobs, husbands, new real estate purchases, resentful people, savings accounts, and blessings. I won't divulge details as everyone who has girlfriends knows that rule #1, but know I learned more about myself through them this weekend then I have in a long time.
I only feel I need to talk about this weekend in this manner because I need to spread light on all the aspects of my life at this time. I’m grateful for what I have and where I am. I’m grateful I’m able to build on old relationships and appreciate where I come from so I can truly know where I am going. I thank my friends for everything they have taught me, I am thankful for everything they will teach me, but most of all I am just thankful for them!
I was showered this weekend – showered with love and friendship, and it’s these gifts that make my reality amazing!
Thank you Cassie and Jessie! Love you!
In college I lived two of my four years with Cassie and Jessie. I wouldn’t say it was idealistic, but I also wouldn’t say our relationship was uncommon. We got to the point where we were all at different places and just wanted to move on. The value was there, on the back burner, but I, for one didn’t take full advantage of the friendships I had created with them.
They contacted me a few months back asking if they could throw me a shower. It was a lovely thought, but a majority of my college friends live out of town and weren’t able to make it (a blessing in disguise). So we decided to cancel the shower and turn it into a girl’s weekend.
I was looking forward to the weekend for quite a while and even found myself giddy at times. I’m the type of person who is 100% content with staying in my own little house, with my husband and puppy at my side with a pizza and a Red Box. I don’t like to “get away” as much as some people do. So this was a change for my psyche when I was actually pumped to get away.
I drove down by myself early Saturday morning, and couldn’t get there fast enough--needless to say starting the trip with a Spiced Pumpkin Latte gave new meaning to the phrase “frequent urination”. . . . and the constant stopping wasn’t easing the anxiety.
The whole weekend we filled each other in on our lives; the ups and downs of starting families, the piss poor mentality of the corporate world, going back to grad school, finding our dream jobs, husbands, new real estate purchases, resentful people, savings accounts, and blessings. I won't divulge details as everyone who has girlfriends knows that rule #1, but know I learned more about myself through them this weekend then I have in a long time.
I only feel I need to talk about this weekend in this manner because I need to spread light on all the aspects of my life at this time. I’m grateful for what I have and where I am. I’m grateful I’m able to build on old relationships and appreciate where I come from so I can truly know where I am going. I thank my friends for everything they have taught me, I am thankful for everything they will teach me, but most of all I am just thankful for them!
I was showered this weekend – showered with love and friendship, and it’s these gifts that make my reality amazing!
Thank you Cassie and Jessie! Love you!
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Is that her?!?
Well we’ve gotten to the point in this pregnancy where when she kicks she moves my entire stomach from the inside out.
The other day she was going strong and I told Michael to put his hand over my ever growing belly.
–Up to this point he feels me breathe and thinks it’s her, I have to explain “no I just took a breath”. It’s been a little discouraging that he can’t feel her, but he understands with the anterior placenta (closer to my belly button than my back) he won’t be able to feel her for a while.
So with his hand waiting ever so patiently on my belly and me still thinking I have the power to “will” her to kick, she kicked.
“Is that her?!” Michael’s eyes lit up and he smiled at me. “Did I really just feel her?”
Totally an awesome moment.
The other day she was going strong and I told Michael to put his hand over my ever growing belly.
–Up to this point he feels me breathe and thinks it’s her, I have to explain “no I just took a breath”. It’s been a little discouraging that he can’t feel her, but he understands with the anterior placenta (closer to my belly button than my back) he won’t be able to feel her for a while.
So with his hand waiting ever so patiently on my belly and me still thinking I have the power to “will” her to kick, she kicked.
“Is that her?!” Michael’s eyes lit up and he smiled at me. “Did I really just feel her?”
Totally an awesome moment.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Bulleted Update
Well it’s been more than a while; all do to good things, like starting new jobs and getting back on the success band-wagon! Just to keep it clear I figure the best way to do this is a list, bare with me…
1. I started my new job in early august and have been going nonstop. I had to keep the pregnancy on the down-low for a while, but then broke the news to my principal and the rest of the staff about two weeks into the school year, all of which are very happy for me.
2. Michael and I painted the nursery “peacock”. I was going for an enchanted forest look, all Michael saw was that his baby girls rooms was being painted blue, no need to explain he’s color blind.
3. We hung a 6 foot tree decal (thanks Papa) and butterfly decals in the room one weekend.
4. Bought a crib, yes a crib, off Craigslist. It was brand new, still in the bubble wrap; all for only $70!
5. Found a rocker glider and ottoman on Craigslist as well for $40, purchased for us by MeMaw.
6. Last purchase, again on Craigslist, a changing table/dresser for $50!
7. MeMaw (my mom) sewed together curtains, cover for said glider and ottoman, bed skirt, bed bumper, and table cloth for night stand fabric cost of $65
8. Total coast of nursery $265, including paint and decals –you can’t get a crib at Babies R Us for that cheap! Kudos to the Bildner’s and their thriftiness!!
9. Moved all the furniture into the room. Then moved the guest bed into the upstairs loft. Papa (my dad) is painting a frame for a mirror to hang over the changing table.
10. I’m a cheat and watch our registration all the time and get excited when I see something has been bought for us. I call or email Michael at work to let him know!
11. We started kick counts last week. I have to record how long it takes her to get to 10 counts. We can usually get there in 3 minutes after chocolate milk!
12. She got hiccups for the first time I could feel on Monday, loved. Still love feeling her move.
13. She’s a night owl like her daddy. Sleeps in during the morning hours and gets up about 9:00, goes crazy about 3:00 and again in the evening!
14. Giggled to myself the other day about meeting her soon, I can’t wait.
15. Started birthing classes last week. Every Tuesday for four weeks. Michael got disgusted last night with the episiotomy slides . . . um, we have a lot to work on between now and then.
16. Attempting with all my power to go natural –wish me luck!
Well that’s about three months of stuff in a nutshell!
1. I started my new job in early august and have been going nonstop. I had to keep the pregnancy on the down-low for a while, but then broke the news to my principal and the rest of the staff about two weeks into the school year, all of which are very happy for me.
2. Michael and I painted the nursery “peacock”. I was going for an enchanted forest look, all Michael saw was that his baby girls rooms was being painted blue, no need to explain he’s color blind.
3. We hung a 6 foot tree decal (thanks Papa) and butterfly decals in the room one weekend.
4. Bought a crib, yes a crib, off Craigslist. It was brand new, still in the bubble wrap; all for only $70!
5. Found a rocker glider and ottoman on Craigslist as well for $40, purchased for us by MeMaw.
6. Last purchase, again on Craigslist, a changing table/dresser for $50!
7. MeMaw (my mom) sewed together curtains, cover for said glider and ottoman, bed skirt, bed bumper, and table cloth for night stand fabric cost of $65
8. Total coast of nursery $265, including paint and decals –you can’t get a crib at Babies R Us for that cheap! Kudos to the Bildner’s and their thriftiness!!
9. Moved all the furniture into the room. Then moved the guest bed into the upstairs loft. Papa (my dad) is painting a frame for a mirror to hang over the changing table.
10. I’m a cheat and watch our registration all the time and get excited when I see something has been bought for us. I call or email Michael at work to let him know!
11. We started kick counts last week. I have to record how long it takes her to get to 10 counts. We can usually get there in 3 minutes after chocolate milk!
12. She got hiccups for the first time I could feel on Monday, loved. Still love feeling her move.
13. She’s a night owl like her daddy. Sleeps in during the morning hours and gets up about 9:00, goes crazy about 3:00 and again in the evening!
14. Giggled to myself the other day about meeting her soon, I can’t wait.
15. Started birthing classes last week. Every Tuesday for four weeks. Michael got disgusted last night with the episiotomy slides . . . um, we have a lot to work on between now and then.
16. Attempting with all my power to go natural –wish me luck!
Well that’s about three months of stuff in a nutshell!
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