Just For Fun...

We made it...

Here we are: full term. And as much as I was hoping I wouldn't be able to take a 40 week picture, I am now thankful. I fully believe God's timing is perfect, and am excited to meet this sweet baby whenever our Sovereign Creator thinks it best. Let's be honest, being sick has definitely contributed to my willingness to wait a little longer. But God has given me so much peace in trusting Him for his perfect timing. So until this sweet baby is in my arms, I will enjoy a few more days of rest with my family. Stay tuned...

Patience Has Arrived...

There's nothing quite like waking up with a sick child and you yourself feeling like you've been hit by a bus to cure you of the desire to go into labor any second.  Silas and I both woke up with colds this morning. Normally, a cold is not that big of a deal but add that to being 9 months pregnant and my body is completely worn out.  Funny how yesterday I would have given anything to go into labor and today I am terrified of the thought.  I REALLY hope this sweet babe doesn't arrive until this bug (even though a small one) has made its way through our house.  The thought of going through labor, not sleeping for days on end, and attempting to get back into breastfeeding mode seems nearly impossible when my head is throbbing, my body aches, and I can't breathe.  Once again, thanks for listening to me complain.  This, too, shall pass.  And I know and fully believe that God's timing is best and He will bring this child into the world when He thinks it best.  I'm just hoping that's not tonight.  Right now, sleep sounds way more appealing.

P.S.  Aren't you glad you're not married to me?  To say that my mood/hormones have been a roller coaster lately is an understatement.  But honestly, my husband has completely picked up the slack and has been SO good to me.  And I know it hasn't been easy.  So babe, thanks.  I appreciate you more than I can express!

(Not So) Patiently Waiting...

I'm still pregnant.  Need I say more?  Ok, since I'm slightly emotional about this I will go ahead and say a few more things.  First of all, I am 39 weeks pregnant today.  Although, one could argue that the due date is up for debate since it was based solely on ultrasounds, of which I had four and they all varied by about a week, but whatever.  Officially, I am due next Friday.  And I know I should be thankful to be at this point because the later a baby is born, the healthier he/she is...usually.  But the problem is, I am so done.  I know every single woman who has ever been pregnant and full term says the exact same thing, but I would give just about anything to have this baby right now.  Today.  This very moment.  Unfortunately, I don't think my body is ever going to bring this baby into the world on its own.  I was induced 4 days early with Owen and a week early with Silas, so to go very many days beyond 39 weeks is pretty much overdue in my book.  I really wanted to have this baby naturally without being induced, but I'm kinda losing hope.  I mean, if all of the bajillion contractions and cramping and back aches I've had up until this point are not doing much in the way of preparation, I don't know what will. So here we are.  39 weeks and incredibly pregnant.  Anxiously waiting to hold my sweet precious baby in my arms.  Just waiting...

P.S.  Sorry to be such a complainer.  But if you've ever been pregnant, I know you understand.  The reality is, in a blink of an eye my baby will be in my arms.   I know that.  I just needed to complain.

P.P.S.  I keep thinking my next post will include a picture of my baby.  I have nothing else to blog about.  Boring.

For the record...

You know how there are some things that occur in life that you think you could never possibly forget but then a few years go by and you forget them?  Well, just in case I really do forget this particular aspect of pregnancy #3 (which currently seems impossible), I thought I would document it just for the record.  People, I have an absolutely insatiable ice craving.  I mean, I truly crunch ice ALL. DAY. LONG.  My ice maker can't even keep up.  C.J. regularly brings home bags from his office to supplement, but even that isn't enough.  Thankfully, our local mini-grocer sells a 32 oz cup full for a quarter:

 

But sometimes even that doesn't last long enough for our home ice maker to replenish its stock. So thankfully, we now have snow for when I'm really desperate:
 

 I've been told the craving goes away after you give birth. I wouldn't know since this is my first pregnancy during which I have had the craving, but I sure hope that's true. Otherwise, my teeth just might start to fall out!

P.S.  I'm pretty certain that if I don't give birth to this baby soon, my other two boys are either going to run away or trade me in for a new mom.  My irritability and short temper that come along with these hormones are so not ok!

Winter Wonderland...

We are absolutely loving all of this gorgeous snow, even if its arrival this winter was a bit delayed!

 

In the meantime...

So what do you do when you have been looking at hundreds of newborn photos on Pinterest and are dying to take some photos of your own newborn but said newborn hasn't arrived yet? You bribe your newborn's older brother with his own Snapple if he will let you practice on him. But then that newborn's older brother, who happens to be four, picks his nose, makes funny faces, wiggles around, and generally does not cooperate. When that happens, this is what you get:

 

Hey, at least it provided some much needed entertainment!

37 down, 3 to go...

Finally!!!

It's snowing!!! As in, real snow that actually covers up the grass! You have NO idea how happy this makes me. This is EXACTLY what we needed! The only thing that could make this day better is if my other two boys were here to enjoy it with us!