Bye bye february

Well, here I sit, 11:06 pm on the last day of February. I think it's safe to say this baby will be a march baby. She is still pretty damn comfy in there. I had hopes for a feb baby. Because how cool would it be, Austin in nov, me in dec, Dave in jan, and baby girl in feb! Plus, I'm also one of those rare people that thinks a leap year birthday would have been pretty cool. Baby girl obviously doesn't pick up on the cool the same way I do I guess. She must take after her daddy. Lol. I kid.

Anywho, I'm off to bed. Waiting to ring in march and meet my baby girl.

Wordless Wednesday

Some mornings we start with giggles.

At the end

Tomorrow I am 40 weeks pregnant. Today, baby is still hanging out not coming. Dave went back to work on thursday of last week. He calls on every break and lunch to see how I'm feeling. So far the answer is the same. "same as every other day"

Today I have a dr's appt. Today we choose a final eviction date. Hopefully though I have some progress an baby starts her arrival a little soon then an induction date. Fingers crossed.

A smile

Who knew something so small could make a smile so big.

I'll admit, I've been in a funk the last little bit. I've started to wonder if my anti depressants are even working right now because I have felt sad and depressed for the past few weeks. I just tell myself that it's just the end of pregnancy and I will be better soon. At least I'm hoping. But anyways, I've been in a funk. Yesterday I was going through a bucket of old stuff. I kept the pictures an things I really wanted, tossed the rest but didn't really notice my keep pile.

This morning while eating breakfast the pile was beside me. I looked at the pictures. One of me in my brownie outfit at the age of about 6, the picture of my aunt's wedding where I was a flower girl, my grade 8 school picture, and then this:


My best friend robin and I in highschool. Just looking at this picture made me smile. It made me grin, in fact, I'm sure it pretty much turned my whole day around. Just being carefree and silly with my best friend in the world.

And then this one:


This was us at our school dance in grade 9. It was a black light dance. The date on the folder said February 27th 1998. That is pretty much 14 years ago to the day. So weird. If you had told me 14 years ago I would be living across the country, still friends with robin, and patiently awaiting my 2nd child, I would have called you crazy.

All ready to go

Baby's room is all ready to go. I decided that I was going to make my own crib skirt. I found some instructions online that said for the skirt part to buy enough material so it's 2x the depth on the ends, and 3x the length on the front and back. Of I were to do it again, I think maybe just 2x for the front and back of the crib would be good. I'm not going to lie, it's a long process. You have to see the hems, which the front and back piece, before they are ruffled up were 156 inches. That's a lot of hem. Then, evenly spaced ruffles... Well those are fun too.

Anywho, the bed is all ready to go and I'm patiently or err impatiently awaiting.


And a close up of the cute owl blanket I made

2nd time mom's don't know either....

Here we are, possibly just days away from having our second baby, and I've come to a conclusion. I'm no better then I was last time around! Yes, I know what it's like to have my water break, I know what it's like to deal with steady contractions, and I know the feeling of holding your newborn baby in your arms.

However, the beginning of labor? I swear some days in like a first time mom. I feel a twitch or a cramp and think omg, is this a contraction? A twitch and think, ooh, what is that? Sigh. It's not any easier this time around I tell you!

I am trying to relax and not freak out about everything, but some days it's not really that easy. While this pregnancy is a million times easier then the last one, i would still love her to come any day now. Dave is home this week. However as of Tuesday he is supposed to be back at work. With my due date looming we are in limbo trying to figure out if he should take extra time off, and I so, how much? A day? A week? 2 weeks? So many options without any concrete answers.

So dear baby girl, you can come out any day now. We would love to meet you. I promise I won't be mad if you decide a middle of the night departure, it's not like I'm sleeping much anyways.

What cookies?

Well, I'm not in labor. I really don't know if the cookies did anything. With Austin I stayed 0 cm right until the end. I had a dr's appt yesterday and he says I'm 1/4 of a cm dialated. Not very much at all, but it's something right? I don't know whether it's from the cookies or not, but they were so gross and made me want to throw up after eating 2 that I'm not sure I'll finish off the batch I made. (but a funny, my father in law had some and yesterday morning he was joking that he had a bunch the night before and nothing happened to him either. Huh.)

We had an ultrasound. The technician was amazing and they had a little screen at the end of the bed so I didn't have to give myself a neck ache trying to see. He even switched the machine over to 3d for a bit. We didn't do this with Austin, and now I wish we had gotten at least one picture just so I can compare. I posted the picture on my Facebook and have been told it looks like Austin. I really didn't see it until people started saying it which is why I would have loved to compare. During the 3d part baby had a frowny face going the whole time. As I laid there watching I thought, hmm it was probably the cookies that made her sad. Lol!

Anyways, I figured I would do an update for those waiting on pins and needles to see if I was in labor. I'm not. I'm just sitting here suffering from very bad heartburn and insomnia. I'm hoping to be back asleep before 5am.