Work and 38 Weeks

I am trying so hard not to call it quits at work before Connor gets here, but it is getting really hard. I get 12 weeks off for his birth and I want that to start when he arrives and not two weeks before. I want as much time as I can get with him. So, I have to keep telling myself that every morning when I have to get up and go to work. I just feel like I can't concentrate and I am short with people because I am not sleeping well. I have just finally lost that drive. And that drives me crazy.

However, after starting this post this morning I had a doctors visit today that gave me a little hope. I am 38 weeks tomorrow and I am already dilated 2cm and have thinned 75%. WHICH MEANS... I am making progress and all of the contractions I have been having off and on are actually doing something for me. The doc felt that given that progress he would probably come on his own before my due date and we won't have to induce. I am so thankful of that. AND given that I am already dilated gives me a little peace of mind that I won't have to have c-section. So, now it is just a waiting game. My prediction is that I will make it through this weekend and most of next week, but for some reason feel like it might happen late next week or weekend. I don't know why I feel like that, but I just do. I think I have one more appointment in me next Tuesday.

We will see..... STAY TUNED !!!

Connor's Room

We have done a lot of work in our house since January. For those of you who have never seen it or pictures. We live in a craftsman style house built in 1918. It was two bedroom and one bathroom in downtown Denver. Every house in Denver has a basement. Originally ours was one big room and we just kept junk in it. Oh and Ethan when he lived with us (ha..kidding). He did stay down there, but we made it into a nice bachelor pad for him. We recently renovated the basement and turned it into our bedroom with a nice walk in closet (something we did NOT have in the past), laundry room and bedroom. We then moved the guest bedroom from one room to our old bedroom and created Connor's room. Most people would not like their bedroom in a basement, but we are lucky to have windows and light and it is actually really nice and cool for sleeping. You can walk up the stairs from the basement to the sunroom and right into Connor's bedroom. So it works out perfectly for us.

We picked the "Plane" theme for his room because Joey loves airplanes and is a pilot himself. And I found this bedding at Pottery Barn Kids and fell in love with it. I love monogram, so it was perfect coming from Pottery Barn that I could monogram everything I bought. We have had the bed and changing table put together, but have not had anything hung on the walls yet. So, for Memorial Day (in between my naps) we finally hung all of his stuff.

The plane hanging from the ceiling, Connor's Aunt Stephanie gave him at his shower.

Last, but certainly not least, his closet full of clothes. I know he probably won't wear it all but once, but coming from a house full of girls it's hard not to buy everything cute you see  for him. Besides, just because he is a boy doesn't mean he can't wear cute clothes. At least until he is old enough to fuss about it. Until then, his Mommy is going to keep buying more than just t-shirts and shorts.

The countdown is on. I can't wait for everyone to visit! It will be fun to get pictures of Emma and Connor together.

Week 37

Tomorrow I will be 37 weeks pregnant and Connor will be considered full term. I realized tonight I have been pregnant now for 258 days....that's a LONG time. I am getting tired of everyone saying "not much longer" "only a few more weeks"... I even snapped at Joey today when he said it. I told him when he had been pregnant for 258 days he could then provide the "it's only a few more weeks" phrase. He doesn't realize that three weeks seems like an eternity a this point.

Had my appointment today. Everything was doing well. Blood pressure was about the same. Higher than normal, but not higher than the past couple of weeks. Swelling has been hit and miss. So,with all of that said she decided I didn't have to make my third trip to the hospital this week for more tests. I informed the doc that the next time I darkened the doors at Rose Medical Center I better be having a baby!

Actually, I really shouldn't complain. I am one of the lucky ones that can actually still sleep at night. My biggest problem is walking. Connor has always sat low in my tummy, but lately I think he is just going to fall out. Add onto that the Brackston Hicks contractions that I have every day, all day and you will wish they were real contractions. I was telling Joey tonight that when they come on during the day I feel like I have to pee so bad, but I can't get up from my chair because of the pressure and tightening. Then when the contraction subsides I go to the bathroom and I barely pee.  I have been one of those women other women hate during this pregnancy because I have just LOVED being pregnant, until about 3 weeks ago. Yes, I am uncomfortable, but I am just really excited to meet the little guy, hold him, kiss him and see who he look like. Oh, and I would also like to have my body back....to myself.