Coming Home Outfits

After our Dr.'s appointment yesterday Spencer and I went to Brookwood Mall to look for a coming home outfit for our little one.  Spencer does not believe LBR needs a coming home outfit, but I do.  So needless to say I win.  I have always wanted to have this keepsake, and  just because Spencer doesn't want it, doesn't mean we don't need it.  He just doesn't understand all this sometimes.  His biggest concern was the little boy outfit.  He just does not like the smocking outfits for little boys.  He thinks a little boy should wear sweet little Polo onesies.  Now, don't get me wrong I think little Polo onesies are adorable, I just want the special outfit for coming home.  So after much deliberation we finally chose a little boy outfit that Spencer could live with.  Check it out: 

Now, of course this little boy is older, but you can get the idea of what the newborn outfit would look like.  There isn't any smocking on it, it's just soft and sweet. 

This is the dress I picked out if LBR is a sweet little girl.  I absolutely feel in love with this dress.  Once I saw it I knew was the dress I wanted.  However, I don't feel like this picture does it justice.  It is gorgeous in person. Check it out:

This little girl is also older, so you have to imagine it a little smaller. 

The sweet lady at Strasburg put these on hold for me so I will just have to send someone down the hill once LBR arrives to pick up one or the other. 

Hoping it happens this weekend! 

It's July, Baby!

We have made it to the month in which our first born child will be born in!  Yay! A Ruby for a birthstone just like their Daddy :)

We went back to the doctor yesterday for our weekly appointment and received some exciting news.  Everything looks great!  However, when Spencer asked the Dr. if we could go to the lake this weekend she said, "Absolutely not!" We need to stay in town and I need to take it easy.  She also informed us that she is on call this weekend and will not be surprised if she gets a call from us.   She said she was going to write on my form to make an appointment with her next week, but she does not think I will make it to next week!  We are super excited!  We might be meeting our sweet little baby within the next seven days!  Hopefully, this weekend since our Dr. is on call. So...needless to say we are trying to make sure we have things ready!  Guess we will be busy bees this weekend!

Bella, Piper, and Tater: Do you they really understand?

Now we all know I am a HUGE animal lover and would do anything for my pets.  My pets even know this so I do believe I am their favorite parent.  Spencer tends to scare them a little bit. 

It seems that since I became pregnant they are very protective of me.  Tater sleeps by my head every night and follows me around during the day like a little puppy (he's a cat).  He is sitting by me as I type right now.  Since summer began I will wake up and let Bella out if she hasn't already gone out, but she only stays our a little while then she is back at the back door barking and pawing on the door wanting to come back in.  This has never happened before.  She usually just stayed outside and cooled of on or under the porch.  But now it seems she constantly wants to be with me.  Piper lets Tater and Bella take care of me during the day, but at night when she finally decides to come in she curls up on my belly and goes to sleep.  She's purring and LBR is kicking her.  There has been one occasion where LBR kicked so hard she got up because it scared her, but she was right back on my belly several minutes later. 

I do believe my animals know something is going on, but I am not sure they understand how their life is about to change.  We are also praying they adapt to the new baby and leave him/her alone.  My parents had a cat when I was born and there was never an issue, so I really hope ours do not give us one.  Maybe they will be just as protective of LBR as they are of me.  

On occasion the kitties will go missing and I will go around the house looking for them.  Somehow they have managed to sneak into the baby's room and they are napping.  They aren't in the crib or anything, but napping on the rug on the floor.  Piper really likes the baby's room.  I find her there often, but I also think she is hiding from Tater. 

Side note: If you read my blog on a regular basis, but do not follow publicly, please do.  I am very curious to see how many people are actually reading my blog.  It might encourage me to update more, if I know people are actually reading it.  Thanks in advance!

~Lindsay

38 Weeks

We went back to the doctor on Wednesday and everything is going great.  I haven't changed any, so I guess  we are just playing the waiting game.  I am getting extremely nervous about what we are going to do with this little one once we get home.  My mind completely skips over the fear of the hospital and labor and goes straight to being the responsible adult that is responsible for the well being of this little one.  I have heard everything just sort of naturally kicks in, so I am really hoping that is what happens.  But, I am still extremely nervous. 

I also think it is going to be crazy to finally know what our LBR is.  It seems like we have just called LBR a baby this entire time, it is going to be very strange to give him/her a name.  However, it is nonetheless very exciting. 

I have been enjoying my weeks off from work, by doing things around the house (occasionally), visiting with my sister, hanging out at a friend's pool, and floating in my own little pool (will have to post picture later). 

I feel we are pretty prepared for the arrival of LBR.  I can't think of anything we need to go out and purchase right now.  The other things we might need can wait until after he/she gets here. 

Here's hoping LBR arrives before July11th!

3 Weeks and 3 Days To Go! (or there about)

We went back to the doctor yesterday and nothing had changed.  I was hoping it had, but nothing.  That of course does not mean anything.  I could still go into labor on my own at any time.  However, the doctor did say if I started having contractions and they were five minutes apart to call.  This time they would not stop them.  So I found that encouraging, yet scary all at once.  So I set up my next weekly appointment for next Wednesday.  Maybe something will have changed by then.  We haven't even begun to discuss the possibility of induction (which I don't want).  I guess that will come in the next couple of weeks.  Spencer and I both would like for the baby to come on his/her own, when he/she is good and ready.  We are both hoping it is sooner than later too!  We are ready to meet our little one :)

School is officially out for me, so I have been spending my days resting and preparing for LBR's arrival.  Some days I feel as if I get a lot accomplished other days are rather lazy.  I guess I should enjoy these while they last, because pretty soon I am going to be rather busy. 

Labor and Delivery

On Wednesday I had my first weekly doctor's appointment.  They did the exam and I am 60% effaced and 1 cm dilated.  Of course, this does not mean the baby is about to make its arrival.  It just means I am progressing as I should.

I have been having contractions for the past couple of weeks, but nothing that was very concerning.  I might have a couple a day, but they weren't hurting, just slightly uncomfortable.  However, after my exam on Wednesday I was on the way home and I began to notice that I was having more and more contractions.  I had at least 4 in the 15-20 minute drive home from the hospital.  It was five o'clock and I knew the office was closed, but I figured I should call the doctor just to make sure.  She had mentioned earlier that day, that if I had 3-5 contractions in an hour to call.  This pregnancy thing is new to me, so then I began to doubt myself if I was even having contractions at all.  So, just to be on the safe side, I call and leave a message and the on call doctor in my practice calls me back right away.  I explain the situation and without any hesitation she tells me to come on in to Labor and Delivery. 

I am not prepared for this.  I do not have my bag packed.  We just left the hospital.  Will this be the day we meet our little one? So many things are running through my mind. 

So we load up in the car and head off to Labor and Delivery.  Once we arrive they put my in a room, hook me up to the monitors to monitor the baby and my contractions. 

The nurse comes back in 30 minutes and tells me she's been watching me and I have had six contractions in the past 30 minutes.  The doctor has ordered her to give me a shot to slow them down and eventually stop them.  However, the shot will make your heart race and feel sort of loopy.  She continues to monitor me for another 30 minutes to make sure the shot works, then comes back because the doctor wants a urine analysis.  This takes another 45 minutes to come back. 

Finally after four episodes of Reba the nurse comes in with my discharge papers.  Yay!  We are free to go home. 

The nurse did tell us that sometimes after being examined your cervix can become irritated and cause you to have contractions.  I did not know this, but I am thankful Baby Roden didn't come Wednesday night.  I know he/she will make his/her arrival when the time is right.  We have had a practice course in going to Labor and Delivery though.  I think we will be well prepared.

To Say or Not to Say Part II

I had previously mentioned that my last post would be continued.  These are a few more comments I have heard during my pregnancy. 

As you all know Spencer and I chose not to find out the sex of the baby, but there is this lady at work that flat out accused me of knowing the sex of our baby and just telling anyone.  Now, this makes no sense to me whatsoever.  Why would I keep a secret like that?  But, I also had to remind myself she is an older woman with no children of her own, and I think she is just downright unhappy.  This is also the lady that told me I looked like I was walking with a dirty diaper on (meaning I was waddling).  How would she know what a grown person looked like wearing a diaper?  I know I sure wouldn't, much less a dirty diaper. This has been the only person to tell me my entire pregnancy that I looked like I was waddling.  Now, if someone were to tell me that now, I would agree.  I do feel like I am waddling a little more and walking a little more slowly, but of course that is expected since I am only four weeks away from my due date. 

More comments from the peanut gallery:

"Bless your heart.  It is too hot to be pregnant."

"That baby isn't going to come early.  You will probably go over your due date.  I did."  (This one just makes me mad, because guess what?  I am not you!!!)

"How much weight have you gained?" (Is that really any of your business?)

Just a little more venting for the day.  I know all you out there who are pregnant or have been pregnant have comments of your own.  Feel free to share.  I never imagined how many people would not think before speaking to a pregnant woman.