No. Back up. I am 38 weeks pregnant. I am feeling every. single. bit. of that 38 weeks. I may or may not feel like I'm 83 weeks pregnant (holy cow, could you imagine?). I can't bend over. I can't wear my wedding rings. My hips hurt. My back hurts. I can't sleep at night, but I can't keep my eyes open after 10:30am. I cry at anything and everything. Oh, and I've started using the handicap bathroom at work because it's easier. So there's that. On the flip side of that, I am completely and totally thankful that we have had a healthy pregnancy. My baby is big, but I'm sure that's genetic :) I've had no health scares. He's active and healthy as far as we can tell. I'm grateful that I've been able to carry him 38 weeks safely thus far. So as much as I want to complain these last couple of weeks, I remind myself that there are so many women who don't get to complain at 38 weeks, because they haven't been able to carry their baby to term. There are moms and dads right now who are crying over the loss of a child they never got to meet, not because mom couldn't bend over to tie her shoes (see below for things that made Brittoni cry). So yes, I know my complaints are petty. And I know that Bailey and I are blessed beyond belief and can not wait to meet baby Grant in just 2 short weeks.
And hooooooow do I know we'll meet him in less than two weeks? Because my doctor promised me last week he would NOT let me go past my due date. Hallelujah. Usually with boys, doctors prefer not to induce early, solely to insure that they are fully developed (since boys develop slower than girls). However, since I seem to be growing a small monster, Dr. McDaniel told me on Friday that the safest option for both Grant and I was to induce. BRING IT ON! You guys know me anyway - I'm a planner. So to be able to say, yes, we're scheduling his birth on X date, makes me a lot happier. Now, if we can just get that day scheduled :) Dr. McDaniel checked to see if I was dilated at all - right now, Grant's head is "floating" (if that's not a weird term, I don't know what is) in my pelvis, so he's not putting any pressure on my cervix to dilate. I have an appointment with another doctor in the practice on Thursday - they'll do an ultrasound at that point to make sure everything is still in position. The scheduler wanted to schedule me with the crazy midwife on Friday, as she was the only one who had any appointments available. Um, no. I said I would come in on a different day, but I refused to see her after last week's debacle.
Side note - sometimes, I forget just how sweet and generous people are. Then you have a baby, and it's like you experience everyone's outpouring of love to the nth degree. Maybe I'm just jaded. Maybe people are always this generous, but we just all get a little bit too wrapped up in our own day-to-day lives to notice. Y'all. I've got friends offering to make sure my house is clean and ready for us to come home to when we go to the hospital. I've got friends who have offered to watch my first-born while we're in the hospital (thanks, Brooke). Bailey works in Chateau Elan every day - one of his client's told him to give me his phone number, in case an emergency happened and I couldn't get in touch with Bailey. He said he would ride through the neighborhood to find Bailey for me. Someone I've never even met is offering to hunt down my husband for me, should we have an emergency! I said all that to say - there are crappy people in this world. But for every crappy person, there's at least 5 nice people out there!
Another side note - there are no pictures this week! I have been slacking severely in that area. I plan on taking pictures of Grant's room tonight...I'll post those along with the weekly bumpdate picture!
Hmmm...last week's happenings:
Tuesday, my office surprised me with a baby shower for Grant. So incredibly sweet, and lots of good goodies! We got Grant's carseat (hallelujah - now we can actually bring him home from the hospital), along with several other things off of our registry. It was a super sweet gesture, one that I greatly appreciated! However, I don't do well with being surprised by people I know well, much less some people I hardly ever see! They just kept staring at me. And I just kept saying "I don't know what I'm supposed to do..." over and over again. Incredibly awkward. But incredibly sweet :)
Wednesday night, Bailey and I ventured out to Babies R Us to complete our registry. Ya'll - I know I posted this on social media already, but we saved a BOAT load of money. Our total when we checked out was $853. Keep in mind, Bailey had a pretty glazed over look on his face the whole time we were there. I think Babies R Us overwhelms him just a little bit - I get it, it overwhelms me too. :) We checked out, and ended up only spending $83 out of pocket. We had about $350 in gift cards. But I also had about $80 in Babies R Us cash I had saved, a few 20% off coupons, and then our registry completion coupon for 15% off our entire purchase. As I watched that total whittle down, I watched Bailey's eyes light up. He got more and more excited. I can't blame him! Once we got home, he put together the car seat and stroller while I watched the CMA's and played with the baby monitor.
I stayed up entirely too late watching the CMA's on Wednesday...I called Bailey Thursday morning and told him if I ever tired to stay up until 10:00 during the next few weeks, to knock me out. Needless to say, I was asleep by 8:00 Thursday night. During the day on Wednesday, I was having a pity party. I'm too big. I'm too tired. I'm too everything. Elizabeth, being the great BFF that she is, cheered me up with a text message:
Friday, Bailey loaded the car seat into the truck and put the other base in my car. IT'S HAPPENING! BABY THINGS ARE TAKING OVER EVERYTHING!!! And then we went to sleep. at 9:00. It was a feat to stay up that late.
We left Saturday morning for Mansfield to celebrate Pepa's birthday at mama and daddy's house. My family wouldn't be my family if they didn't constantly make fun of you (that's code for "we love you"), so there were fat jokes just a-flyin'. And they think they'll get to hold Grant once he's here...ha. Sunday afternoon, mama and daddy's church threw us a shower - it was so good to see people from the church that I grew up in! We got lots of goodies - Grant will be one well dressed little boy! Laundry seems to be a lot more fun when it's for babies :) After the shower, we stopped by my Granny and Pop's. Granny has Parkinson's, and I didn't think she had much (if any) range of motion in her arms, until she reached up from her bed and rubbed my big ole' belly. I may have struggled right then and there to not cry. She just kept saying "next time I see you, I can touch him!". Oh how right you are, Granny. That seemed to be the theme of the weekend - "next time I see you, you'll have a baby". When we got home, Bailey and I had plans to get so much done around the house...it didn't happen. It was only 7:00 when we got home, but with the time change and the trip home, it might as well have been 10:30. Laundry can wait until tonight. :)
Things that made Brittoni Cry This Week:
1. Folding Grant's clothes, again. I know one day this will make me cry, solely because they'll smell so bad. But this time I just cried thinking of how I can't wait to hold his sweet little self. And yes, he will be "sweet". and kind. and gentle. and polite. and will never throw a tantrum. ;)
2. Tuesday, Cooper followed me into the bathroom after work, per usual (judge away). I was tired, hungry, and cranky, and yelled at him to get out of the bathroom NOW. Ya'll, I've never seen him cower down and slink away. I immediately lost it and cried big, heavy alligator tears. Coop and I stayed snuggled up on the couch all night long. I'm sure he got tired of my incessant apologies (judge away, again), but I can assure you he did not tire of my scratching his ears for 3 hours.
3. Wednesday's deals at Babies R Us. I mean, who wouldn't cry at saving 90% of their bill ( I think that's 90%. I'm probably wrong)?!?!
4. I couldn't get my boots to zip up. They're the only pair of boots I have that fit right now. I was hot and running late to work. I literally sat in the floor of my kitchen sweating and crying because I couldn't get my dang boots zipped. Don't you worry. After a little Coop lovin, I took a deep breath and reassessed the situation. My jeans were stuck in the zipper. It wasn't just because my legs are huge (or at least that's what I keep telling myself) :)
5. A friend sent me this song on Friday. I don't care who you are - it'll make you cry. Go ahead, give it a listen.
How far along: 38 weeks
How big is baby: Grant is officially full term, and is the size of a "swiss chard" - These fruits & veggies are getting weirder and weirder. He's "supposedly" 19-22 inches long and 6.5lbs. (dream on)
Total weight gain/loss: 27 lbs at my last doctor's appointment Friday.
Maternity clothes: I get so bored of answering this question every week. obviously.
Sleep: I'm not. I mean, I am. But it's very restless (to be expected). I think I would be ok, except this carpal tunnel is the WORST. I woke up Saturday night at 3:30am and couldn't sleep because my arm was in so much pain...Finally I got out of bed at 6:00am and just sat in the recliner. The best part about not sleeping well one night is being able to zonk out easily the next.
Best moment this week: Putting that car seat in the truck! it's go-time, people!
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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