Almost 34 weeks!

Well I have so many countdowns going I just don't know where to start. In around 6 weeks we will have our baby boy! I am so excited and ready to get this show on the road that each day is DRAGGING. But then magically, a week has gone by. It's strange how it goes like that.

This is my last full week in the office. Hooray! Next week and the week after are short because of the holidays and on Jan 2nd I work from home! All totaled up I just have 19 days of work left. PERIOD! This is almost as exciting as the baby...jk. But maybe a little.

Right now he is kicking and hiccuping and just all around jammed in my belly and I am guessing since he is probably already 3 feet tall, pretty uncomfortable. But it won't be long now, right? RIGHT? In baby land I guess you could say the next big thing is in 2 weeks when we switch to weekly appointments at the Dr. Friday I go for a normal update and then in January we'll have one final ultrasound to determine his position (and size but I am not so concerned with that, he'll be just the right size). I'll also have my first internal exam. So, lots going on! I have been switching gears to parenting and actually HAVING the baby so the whole birth thing just kinda feels in the way right now haha. I am looking forward to it and my biggest prayer is that everything just happens spontaneously and maybe a bit early. That wouldn't be so bad ;-)

Next week is Christmas and this year it has been so odd. My family came up at Thanksgiving and Jerry's family was here last weekend, so this year it will just be us and the dog at home! My folks will be coming over for Christmas Dinner and I am looking forward to that, but being home with no company for the most part is so strange! I am really looking forward to it though and I think it will be really special for us to have that time before the baby gets here. I've made some jokes about how there are no Christmas plays for me to portray Mary in this year. Not that I actually would, but I guess it's neat to think about her being about where I am and wondering when "it" would happen. I know I know the timing isn't technically the same, but it's still neat to think about. Like, did Jesus get the hiccups? How was her birth? Was she upright? Did Joseph cut the cord? All of these things aside from the obvious awe of the most sacred event in History. It's crazy to BE pregnant and think about these things. I hope I can remember some of these thoughts to help me through labor.

So much goes through my head now that never did before. I am sure that will only increase with each stage of his life. As for me physically, I am still feeling pretty exhausted. I have been taking naps again. Not every day, but more often than in weeks past. I am also achy and starting to waddle. But these things just tell me I am in the home stretch. I can do this! I am just glad I can retire my work clothes soon and spend the last couple weeks in my bathrobe ;-)

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Help meeee!

I guess being married for over a year and about to have a baby I can't really be considered a newlywed can I? (Though for the sake of the romantics out there we'll ALWAYS be newlyweds...like those little old people at the bus stop holding hands)

So I need to come up with a new Title for the blog. I like The Mrs. but it needs a tag line...I probably should have changed it to something pregnancy-related months ago, but hey I was distracted! So I'll probably work on it and then change it once Mr. Tumnus makes his grand arrival.

Does anyone have any suggestions?

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Being pregnant is fun! (?)

The past week I have really begun to understand the meaning of the phrase "the dreaded third trimester". Sleep is elusive, RLS has become a real condition and not just a commercial to make fun of, and my mood swings are back with a vengeance. The holidays are as hectic as ever. But you know it's bad when you wait so long to get groceries that your husband says, "I know what we can have for lunch! We have tater tots and eggs...I'll make hash browns!"

And then we eat it. And it tastes good.

I say all of this not to complain, but to document that this pregnancy hasn't been ALL fun and games, though I know I have had it pretty easy compared to most. And when you have a supportive husband it makes all the difference. Take this conversation from the other night:

Me: My back hurts, I always have to go to the bathroom, I cut my finger, I am bumping into things, I am tired and I can't sleep, I have too much to do and I have a headache and a sore neck.

Jerry: Well, is there anything that DOESN'T hurt??

Me: umm......well, my teeth feel pretty good.

Jerry: Alright!! No toothaches! That's great baby!!

Somehow it worked and brought me back from the depths of despair. I don't know how this happens but I hope he retains this power long enough to get me through labor and delivery. Speaking of which, I hear that laughter is the best medicine and actually helps you stay relaxed and cope. We decided yes, laughter, that is what we need. But what will be funny to me with a watermelon trying to escape the prison of my uterus? This remains to be seen. If it were today, there would be a combination of Will Ferrell movies, bathroom humor and self-deprecation going on, but seeing as how we will have a doula and my mother in the room, I don't know that we can joke the same way we usually do....hmmm...This is where my husband says, oh that's when we'll just tell everyone we want to pray and they'll scatter. Interesting AND innovative. This is why I love him.

In other words, we have no idea. And we really won't until we get there. I think I have reached my limit on preparation. Like my friend Jessica said, the last few weeks are just about getting by. And I am doing just that. It helps that there are fun things to do and see and the holidays are here. I am trying to enjoy the peace and quiet moments that I do have knowing they won't last much longer. It's a process that really does take 9 months. I have loved being pregnant and wondered if I would ever get to the point of GET THIS BABY OUT. And until the past week, I didn't think I would. But as things are getting harder and I am moving slower I can see that 7 more weeks like this will take it's toll. And I'll be ready.

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