36 Weeks...

...We're getting there! At the very most we'll have to wait 6 weeks to meet Maddie (I believe they induce at 42 weeks), but I don't think it will be that long. After the doctor's appt this morning we were told that I'm about 1 cm dialated and Dr. Cowan said he thought he felt her head. He said she's dropped and appears to be head down. We go tomorrow morning for the 36 week sonogram where we'll be able to see exactly what position she's in and we'll also get an estimate on weight.

I did give a high blood pressure reading when I first arrived, but then gave one that was great. Dr. Cowan asked us to buy a blood pressure cuff and to take and record my blood pressure 3 times a day. They just want to keep an eye on it. High blood pressure can make me sick but won't hurt Maddie. Worst case senario, they will induce labor which will cure my high blood pressure. We're nowhere near needing to do that yet.

On a funnier note, my feet (or cankles as I like to call them) are swelling to sausage proportions and my belly button is pretty much non-existent.

35 Weeks...

...and from the front I look almost normal (even though I've gained an incredible, ROUND 30 lbs). THEN comes the side view. It looks like I'm smuggling a basketball under my shirt.



I went to see Dr. Cowan this morning (from here on out I'll be going every week). I've been told not to show apartments while at work and not to do too much of anything. If I need to go to HEB that's ok, but I shouldn't be going to HEB and Target, and the mall. Apparently I need to take it easy and avoid strain which can cause me to go into early labor. Fine by me, I'm too exhausted lately to do much anyway. Plus, mother nature thought it would be funny to not only make the last month or two of pregnancy extremely physically uncomfortable, but also to kick in a little insomnia to boot. For the last month, at least, I've been getting up every 1-2 hours to make a bathroom trip...the new deal, is once I'm up I have a hard time going back to sleep. Supossedly this is to get me ready for being up with the baby all through the night.

So if you happen to be the next person to tell me to "get sleep while I still can" please accept my apologies now-I cannot be held responsible for my response, be it verbal or physical :o)

34 Weeks...

...I'm so ready to not be pregnant anymore. I only have 6 weeks left, but I don't think it'll take that long. We're just hoping she waits until after the move. I'd like to have a place to put her after she's born :o). What do I know though...she'll probably be 2 weeks late.

I can tell you though, carrying this mellon around is getting to be ridiculous. Don't believe me? Take a look...





My next question is "how in the hell is this thing supossed to get bigger?" Maddie is still growing, which enevitably means that I'm also going to keep growing but I just can't imagine it. It seems like, at some point, it will just pop and that will be the end of it.

32 Weeks...

...While taking a bath I noticed that when I sit up, my belly button puckers, like it's trying to whistle! I laughed and laughed, then I had to call Brian to come see. It's pretty funny.



Other than that, we're just trying to get ready for Maddie's arrival, the baby shower, and the move (and mostly importantly, Brian's birthday) :o) which will all be happening on the same weekend (except for Maddie's arrival-hopefully) :o)

The Beef Bones Incident...

...the video says it all...

Snot, Scrapes, and Seizures...

Crazy dogs. Lucy (miss snot nose herself) caught a cold from Joey's new puppy, Zane. So, bless her heart, she's even more slobbery and snotty than usual. I made an appointment for her yesterday, but unfortunately had to re-schedule because Brian and I were called in to the doctors office after informing them that I have been having sharp abdominal pains all day long. (Turns out they think it's muscle fatigue from carrying so low, but I'm fine)

Lucy, on the other hand, has a cold AND mange!!! Yes, that's right, hereditary mange (from her mother) that is luckily NOT contagious; so the boys are safe. I received that news from Brian this morning and was told the vet sent home some medications and all should be well.

I went home for lunch and as I'm sitting on the couch, Stanley comes walking around the corner of the couch, high-stepping with all four feet, like something is biting him. His eyes were huge, he was shaking, and all the sudden he fell over onto his side...he was having a seizure! Needless to say, I FLIPPED OUT!!! After trying 3 different vet offices (that are closer to us than our vet who is across town), I finally found some one to see him by which time he was completely fine and excited to see people. I've never been so scared in my life...poor guy. I was hysterical calling people trying to get him somewhere. It broke my heart to see his face. His eyes were huge and he was looking at me, almost pleading for help, and there wasn't anything I could do. Thankfully he was ok.

To top the night off, when I got home from work I went to dish out medications for Lucy and Stan only to find out that the vet tech didn't screw the lid on the drops for Lucy which completely leaked out of the bottle and into the other medications so that all of it was comtaminated! It was about $75 worth of medication ruined. Luckily we have a wonderful vet who was more than understanding and has refilled the perscriptions for us to go back and pick up...unfortuantely, that means another trip across town (most likely instead of lunch one day) :o)

At the end of the day though, everyone is ok and God is still with us...so there IS that to be thankful for.

31 Weeks...

...and 1 day...ugh! I'm tired, cranky, and stressed out.