Disclaimer - baby Grant, if you ever read this, know your daddy and I are SO excited to meet you. My excitement outweighs my freaking out by a long shot. But just know that before you were born, your mama was a (big) bundle of nerves and jitters. I probably will be every time you have a milestone coming up in your life. So if I want to tag along in the backseat of your car on your first date, or if I'm waiting outside your locker room before every (football, baseball, whatever) game, because I'm too nervous to let you go, just let it happen, ok?
This week was a busy baby week for Bailey and I! We did some finishing touches on Grant's room early this week. His bedding finally came in, and we'll get it from Bailey's mama tomorrow, so hopefully I'll be able to post pictures of the nursery next week!
Tuesday morning, we had our last appointment with the high risk specialist. I knew we wouldn't find out much at this appointment regarding the timeline of Grant's arrival, but I was still excited to see his fat little body on the screen. Bailey couldn't make it to this appointment, so I was thankful my mama was able to be there with me! The nurse came in and took all of his measurements, taking the time to show us his little beating heart, and other parts of his body. We got a quick shot of his profile, but nothing in detail like we've seen before. She said it was a little more difficult to get a straight on face shot further along in the pregnancy. The doctor then came in to take a look on the ultrasound as well. And y'all. Let me tell you - he got a full-frontal facial shot of baby Grant. I wish I had a picture of it. He has the CHUBBIEST cheeks. I'm talking his nickname may have changed from Bam-Bam to chipmunk. AND WE SAW HIM BLINKING AT US. Am I the only one who had no clue babies blinked in utero? I know I'm not, because mama didn't know that either :) We were also able to see that he has a head full of hair. You guys know from day one I've said I hope our baby doesn't have red hair. But that's been said in jest (sort of) and only to close friends and family. As soon as the doctor showed us his head of hair, mama says "It's not red, is it?". Oh goodness - I don't think I've ever seen a doctor speechless. But he was.... After taking a look, he estimated that I wouldn't go past 39 weeks, which means that in less than 2 weeks, we could be holding Baby Grant. Do you see why I'm slightly freaking out?!
On Friday morning, we had our 36 week appointment with my normal practice, however we met with a midwife. Worst. Experience. Ever. I've met with a couple of other midwives, liked them, and felt fully comfortable with them delivering my baby. This lady? Nope. When we walked in, the nurse let me know she would be doing a strep test (details on that are only a simply need to know basis :D), and that she would check to see if I was dilated at all. The midwife came in, asking me how my appointment with the high-risk specialist was. After telling her that the doctor told me he was measuring around 8lbs, she told me that was ridiculous and that there was no way that was possible. Ok, that's fine if you don't think so. I have no clue - this is my first baby. However, I do trust a specialist a liiiiiitttle bit more than I'm trusting you, lady. She just kept telling me how ridiculous that was, over and over and over again, and that she couldn't believe a doctor's measurements could be so off. I don't do well with being talked down to, so I just kept looking at Bailey and making eye-contact. He knows me entirely too well and kept giving me the "calm down, just let her talk and ignore her" eyes. As she's using the Doppler to check Grant's heartbeat, she proceeds to tell me "oh, I can't seem to find your baby's back. Oh, I can't seem to find his heartbeat either." Umm - excuse me? I knew he was alive and well - I had JUST felt him moving prior to her coming into the room. I don't care who you are - you do NOT tell a pregnant lady that you can't find her baby's heartbeat. After she did the strep test, she started signing off on my paperwork and getting ready to herd us out the door. I asked her about checking to see if I was at all dilated, like the nurse said she would do. Her response? "I don't waste my time doing that for 36 week patients." Oh, ok, lady. I'm knocking on the door of 37 weeks, and seem to have quite a large baby. But I'd hate for you to waste your time. Had I known that all doctors usually begin checking for dilation at 36 weeks, I would have pushed for it (I haven't read any books - I'm doing this probably a little more blindly than I should. Oh well, plenty of women gave birth before books were around, and their babies were fine.) I was so frustrated with her attitude, I called the doctor's office after I left and told them to make a note in my file that she was not to deliver my baby. I will hold it in for 24 hours until the next doctor is on -call if I have to. Ok, I know I can't do that. But that woman is only delivering baby Grant if its the ONLY option left. **Off my soapbox now.
Friday night we went to a Halloween party at the Waters' house. I had plans to make an easy costume incorporating baby Grant...however, time got away from me and I just never got around to it. As of Thursday night, I had no intentions of dressing up. Until I got home and realized I could wear an uber comfy flannel shirt of Bailey's with some leggings and boots, and call it a day. What was I, you may ask? An overstuffed scarecrow. Or a pot-bellied farmer. Neither of which were true. However, if there was an award for worst costume? I would have won it hands down. At least I was comfortable, right?
Bailey went as Cousin Eddie from National Lampoon, and Coop was obviously Todd Gurley :)
Saturday, Elizabeth and Katie threw a fun construction themed shower for us. It was so cute! I didn't take any pictures, but my fabulous SIL Katie did! Once I get them from her, I'll upload them to the blog so y'all can see. We had some of our close friends and family from out of town there, and I loved getting to celebrate with everyone! I say it after every shower, and I'll continue to say it - Grant is so incredibly loved by so many people already. I'm so thankful that he will grow up not only being loved by his mama and daddy, but by our friends and family as well.
I've been feeling a cold coming on since Saturday evening (it may have just had something to do with being bummed that the dawgs lost), but I'm not feeling 100%. Yesterday, after life groups, Bailey and I opted to take it easy for the afternoon. Well, I took it easy for the afternoon. He was outside in the yard all day cutting grass, ripping up flowers, and cutting down trees. Our yard is looking more and more different every weekend - I can't wait to see what it looks like in the spring when he's able to plant all of the new things! I also received this text message from Elizabeth last night, after she asked me if I knew how to swaddle. The answer is "eh". I used to do it to my baby dolls all the time. And I'm sure there are youtube videos about it. And if not, they make those swaddle blankets :D And if all else fails, obviously she knows how to, as seen in the picture below :D
This week doesn't vary from the past weeks, in that it'll continue to be busy! SURPRISE! Tomorrow night, we're meeting Bailey's mama for supper, and will get to bring home our bedding - YAY! We're also planning on stopping at babies r us and finishing purchasing the things on our registry that we still need (i.e. a STROLLER AND CARSEAT - I've heard they don't let you bring the baby home without one :D). P.S. - tomorrow is November 4th - don't forget to vote! Friday we have our 37 week appointment with Dr. McDaniel - I'm hoping at that point he says "you know what, Brittoni. Grant has cooked long enough, and you're starting to look sort of miserable. Let's go ahead and set an induction date for you." It may be wishful thinking, but a girl can dream! Saturday, we're headed to Mansfield to celebrate Pepa's birthday, and then I have our last shower Sunday afternoon and mama and daddy's church! Whew! Busy, but fun weekend ahead!
I didn't take a picture this morning. So we'll use one where I look abnormally large, since I was sticking my gut out, yet still feel small next to this guy.
How far along: 37 weeks
How big is baby: Grant is officially full term, and is the size of a "winter melon" - what is a winter melon?!? He's supposedly 19-22 inches long and 6.5lbs. "Supposedly"
Total weight gain/loss: 24.6 lbs at my last doctor's appointment Friday.
Maternity clothes: I get so bored of answering this question every week. obviously.
Sleep: Apparently growing a small giant is hard work. Saturday night I slept 13 hours, came home from church and took a 3 hour nap, and was back asleep by 8:30 last night, sleeping until 5:30 this morning! WHEW
Best moment this week: Seeing Grant's fat little face :)
Food cravings: Nothing really!
Food aversions: No real aversions, although I do get tired of getting so full so quickly.
Gender: Again, he's still a boy.
Labor signs: I can feel that this baby is coming SOON, but no official labor signs.
Pregnancy symptoms: Heartburn, swelling, and carpal tunnel.
What I miss: My ankles and normal sized hands. I just want to be a girl who can wear her wedding rings.
What I am looking forward to: Holding Grant in just a few short weeks :D
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