Blue Rasberry

If too much time goes by without me feeling a squirm and squiggle i have discovered blue raspberry waterice will do the trick! Makes for a very crazy baby boy!


xoxo
the mom

Oh Hello!

It's just us...your parents....waiting for you to come!

We are getting a bit bored. And silly. 

Are you hear yet?

4th of July!

We spent 4th of July down the shore as usual. I hate parades but I found out about a doggie 4th of July parade and decided we must go! So pancake and cherrio got decked out. Cherrio in a sparkly bowtie and pancake in a red dress with blue ribbons, which she kept shaking out. Here they are while we waited for the parade to begin.

There were some serious dog floats (yes i said floats!) in the parade. One included a giant black pot with fire painted around it and it had three dogs dressed as lobsters sitting in the pot. The owner was wearing a chefs hat and had on a lobster bib. Adorable.


We already decided next year you will be the focal of our float, sitting in a lifeguard stand with all the doggies in bikinis around you in the sand. Yes, we are that awesome! 


The rest of the day was spent napping and partaking in our usual shore activity, floating in the bay!

The rocking of the waves usually puts you to sleep, and we just lay there in the raft for hours. I think this may be part of the reason you are still in there instead of out here with us! I don't blame you, it is nice. 


Speaking of which its time for a little chart updating! We have knocked a few contenders out. 

You are free to come whenever. 

xoxo

the mom

Really!?

The dad: I think thats what Im the most afraid of.  Poopie diapers.


I wish that was all i had to be scared of! Must be nice. 

No more pencils no more books no more teacher's dirty looks....

Okay so I have been done school for many years now but it kind of feels like the last day of school. My last day of work was supposed to be July 9th but it got bumped up, and because of the long weekend, it is now today! Horray, horray! I have off until October, so it's kind of like summer vacation as a kid. Only instead of slumber parties and popsicles it will be sleepless nights and dirty diapers!

That is okay though because there will be lots of time down the shore and lots of time spent playing and I am looking forward to all of it. 

I have a zillion billion things i want to get done so maybe now they will actually get crossed off that every growing list of mine! And there will be time for those afternoon naps i crave so badly. The question though is how many of these days will i get? One, two, fourteen!? 

It will certainly be strange getting up next week and not going into work. Not really having a plan at all. I think i should cherish that feeling though because I doubt i will have a "hmm what should i do, nothing on the agenda" kind of day for a long while. 

The thought keeps running through my head as I am sitting on the couch doing nothing, or just hanging out with your dad and the dogs, or out shopping...enjoy it because this probably won't be possible soon. How many more mornings of laying in bed and getting up to a free schedule are there. Are the evenings of lounging on the couch channel surfing gone? Will that trip to target to browse around really be worth it once i am hauling a million things with me? 

It's going to be a whole new world. I know that. I just wonder if i really know how new it will be...

xoxo

the mom

Waiting waiting waiting...

I am getting serious heat from everyone because you are still comfy cozy in place. You are not due to arrive for 10 more days but no one can seem to wait! I get texts emails all day long asking for you to come out. Grandma has even started threatening to take away christmas presents for every day you make her wait! 


I am doing all i can on my part. I'm taking the primrose oil, walking, your dad is rubbing my feet and pressing down on labor inducing pressure points (according to the internet anyway...), i've done the pineapple thing. I am running out of ideas here to force you out. If you are anything like me though you hate being told what to do and you will come late just to spite us all! 


Do your mom a favor though and make a nice early appearance. Simply so everyone stops bugging me! There are lots of people waiting to meet you...


xoxo
the mom

Countdown

Less then two weeks. 


I don't think i am grasping that sentence. We are almost in single digit days here. How did this happen!? It always felt like July was forever away and now it is days away. Days! 


People keep asking if im excited. I think the only thing i am though is in denial. I don't think i am fully realizing that this whole pregnancy thing is done, and there is a baby behind it. Really- are you sure i won't just be like this forever? It's strange. 


Even stranger is the feeling of being a ticking time bomb, with no idea when it will explode! It could truly be any minute, any day. It's kind of a scary feeling. It's exactly like being on that ride at amusement parks that takes you up to the top, makes you sit there, then drops you! I fell like i am on that ride. It takes forever to get to the top, i am there, and i am just waiting. Half excited, half scared out of my mind. Knowing literally any second it's coming but having no way of controling when. No warning. Just BOOM. 

Scary. (Side not though, i really do love this ride in real life!)

xoxo

the mom

Getting Ready

With the knowledge that you are due to come any day now i figured getting our bag together for the hospital might be a good idea. I made a list of all the stuff we need to get still, and the stuff that will need to be grabbed last minute (like computer and chargers). I hear some people wait to pack their bag until they go into labor, but seeing as i do NOT do well with pain i know i will be of no use then. So i am getting together all the things i can and pinning a big note to the bag with all the last minute items to grab before we leave. 


I took a little trip to target and got all travel sized toiletries for us to bring along. I have no idea what they have there at the hospital but i would feel better knowing i have my own deodorant and soaps. I am not a fan of stinkiness (or dirty ears- see the qtips!). 

Notice the travel size tums. Those are for your dad, he has the weakest stomach and at any point without warning it can get wicked so i figured it would be a good idea to have something for him. 

I also made up a bag with a dozen mini gatorades and a few snacks in it. I know from experience that if you ask for a drink it can take a freakin hour before they give you a tiny little cup of juice! I only included a few snacks, they are mostly for your dad but i did include some skittles in there for me!

I am trying very hard not to over pack (i do that often). All these lists online include a million things, do we really feel like hauling all of that around? I evaluated and tried to cut it down to the minimum of what i think i will really need. It seems to be a bit silly to pack clothes other then very comfortable, very lounge like outfits. I am not putting anything pretty or cute in there so i apologize to all of you who may come visit, you will just have to deal with the lounge outfits. I figure no one will be paying attention to me anyway so it will be okay!

I also decided to go out and buy cheap underwear that i can just toss out before leaving he hospital. I do not want to wear the hospital mesh ones i hear they give you and i don't want to ruin all my nice expensive underwear. Aren't you happy i'm sharing information about my underwear with you? 

Still a few things to take care of, but not a bad start!

xoxo

the mom

Babies come with a lot of stuff!

I went through your diaper bag last night and made sure it was well equipped. It's got diapers, wipes, all the little travel sized powders and creams and soaps, poopie bags, little first aid kit, binkies, hand sanitizer wipes (that ones for me), wash cloth, a fuzzy blanket and a receiving blanket. I think that's it. Is that all i need, i have no idea. Isn't that terrible, i probably have everything i don't need and nothing i do! I figure once you are here and i am hauling you around i will figure it out.

Is that even something we need at the hospital? I don't know but i figured it was something i should have ready. 

I am thinking the only thing we need for you at the hospital really is a carseat (which we still need to get installed!) and an outfit to bring you home in. I did pack a couple blankets in there because the nurse at the hospital told us you needed one to come home in, but its going to be july, i don't know that a blanket will be needed! 

Your little coming home outfit is not in there though. Grandma and auntie e bought you an outfit but its newborn size and we are all worried you will come out a monster baby like your dad (did i mention yet he was 11lbs?) so we are afraid to commit to it. Once you are here and we know what size you are then they plan to wash it and bring it up to us, or go out and get a bigger one! I hope you can wear it though because its very adorable. 

xoxo

the mom 

10 more days

The normal thing for everyone to do (at least where i work) seems to be that a few weeks before the baby is born you go on leave.  I was stupid though and thought, "what will i do with myself for weeks, at home, alone, waiting for the baby". I was positive that i would be able to work up until the you were born. 


Little did i know that those people probably didn't sit at home twiddling their thumbs. They probably had a million things to do still. At this point it is literally any day you could come and i am not ready. You have no bed to come home to, wash still is not done, the house is a wreck, shelves need to be hung. I took 4 days weeks for the last couple months thinking that would be enough to get everything done but i was very wrong. Those days are filled with sitting in the doctors office then scrambling to get a few things off my list. It's exhausting and before i know it that day is over and im back at work.


I try and get stuff done when i have a few minutes here or there but i literally cannot find the energy. I sit there and cry because there is so much to do and i know i need to do it but i just cannot get it done. It's not that i don't have the will or i physically can't do it, i am just so tired, so very, very tired. 


The smart thing would have been to at least give myself a week. If anything i would have some peace of mind. Right now i just have stress. Work is stressing me out, the house is stressing me out, the thought of a baby being here any day is stressing me out. I know how bad that is, i get it, and i really don't need to hear from people that i need to relax and that it will all come together. 


There is a light at the end of the tunnel though, i can see it. I have 10 working days left. I can do it. It may involve crying on the way to work every morning, but i CAN do it. So for now i am just going to stare at that number and watch it dwindle away. 

xoxo
the mom

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