Have you had that baby yet?

Follow the link for the answer to this ever-present question in my life at the moment.

http://www.haveyouhadthatbabyyet.com/

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If you followed the link correctly, then you now know that no, I have NOT had that baby yet. Thank you for asking. :P

Despite going for about a 2 mile walk Monday with Danny, and keeping myself moving around and doing lots of stuff, my increase in contraction-frequency hasn't done much to move me along any more than I was last week. We're still may 2.5 cm dialated, and just over 80% effaced. Our little boy is certainly cozy in there, and just getting bigger, if you can't tell from my giant protruding stomach.

On the plus side, I still don't look preggers from the back, so he's just jutting out further and further as time goes. Doctor doesn't think this little guy will be much bigger than 8 pounds. I just want him to get here soon.

The last week, I've had a lot of energy it seems like. Just yesterday, I made pumpkin cookies and pumpkin bread with a friend.

Last weekend, I decided I couldn't finish my nap because I couldn't get raspberry white chocolate cheesecake off of my mind. So Danny and I went to the store, I found a good recipe, and we made a yummy cheesecake to share at Sunday dinner. It. Was. Awesome.

No joke.

I've been trying really hard to stay positive, but had a little bit of a melt-down after the appointment today. It's just disappointing to learn that all the contractions I've been feeling fairly consistently over the last week haven't helped my body do more than practice contracting....It's also a bummer when you add the worry of being induced into the picture.

We went ahead and scheduled an induction for next Thurs. morning, but the doctor is hopeful that things will kick into gear more this weekend and that I won't make it that long. I had my membranes stripped (it sucks, let me tell you), and now I'm just sewing lots of cute burp clothes for the baby, thinking about what I want to clean, I wishing that I knew what I was going to make for dinner...or maybe I just won't make dinner...

Anyways, the whole theory I had on Monday when we found out my missionary brother was being sent home for knee surgery didn't quite turn out as expected. I was thinking that maybe our baby just wanted to wait until his uncle arrived in the area to make his debut. But it's been 2 days since Cameron got back and still no baby.

So yes, I'm still pregnant. The good news is that I can't stay pregnant forever. Eventually, this little boy has to come out and greet us. Hopefully it will be soon, but at least we know it will be by next weekend.

Wish us luck and keep us in your prayers.

1 week to go...(fingers crossed people)

39 weeks today people!
The good news?

I only have a week left of this if I'm lucky and he comes on time or earlier.

The bad news?

I'm only 7 days from my due date and there is still no baby in my arms... :(

So here's the low-down:

Basically this last week has been terrifically difficult for me, because I knew I was drawing closer to the due date (and still am), but also because he's a heck of a lot bigger inside there and making me all that much more uncomfortable. It also didn't help that I was making sure the hospital bag was totally ready, and washing a few baby outfits....and wishing that I could put a baby in those outfits.... Oh, and seeing all these cute pictures of my friends' new babies...

yeah. I am so intensely baby hungry, it's eating me alive.

It's been terribly depressing. My solution, you ask?

The one.

The only.

ICE CREAM.

Albertson's made the mistake of advertising Blue Bell ice cream for $2.99 for a 1/2 gallon. So last week, I decided that I wanted ice cream. And that I wanted it to be in the freezer. Danny told me I really didn't want it in the freezer. My response was that I would only eat a little bit at a time (despite me telling him throughout the whole pregnancy that I did NOT want ice cream in the freezer because I wouldn't be able to only take spoonfuls every once in a while). He snorted kinda funny-like and said, "Yeah right!" We both laughed cuz we knew he was right.

And off we went to Albertson's.

The selection was amazing! I couldn't decide if I wanted my usual cookies and cream, or something with nuts in it, or more chocolatey....in the end, we got Danny's peanut butter and chocolate ice cream desire fulfilled, and I got one with bits and pieces of various nuts, chocolate bits, and caramel bits. Chocolate Peanut Butter and Moo-lennium Crunch. Then we went home and dished some up in our wonderful ice cream bowls, courtesy of Bro. Wold from the Tempe Institute.

It. Was. A-MAAAA-ZING.

My problem was that in the days that continued, I don't think we went a single night (and still haven't) without eating a little bit (like...3/4 to 1 c. each) of our yummy ice cream. I even had to go to replace it on Tuesday night before the grocery add was up. Unfortunately for me, I had to get a rain check on the peanut butter chocolate flavor...which means that the 4 half-gallons we've invested in so far will soon turn into a solid 6.

Huzzah!

(Part of me says I should just keep eating ice cream every day until the baby comes....and then stop after that lol).

But enough about ice cream. Even though it's awesome.

Today was my 39 week check up, and considering that this entire weekend, I had Braxton Hicks contractions ranging from 10-15 minutes apart from about 6:30 each night until I woke up the next day, I was going to be severely disappointed if I hadn't progressed any further than my 2-3 weeks of 1 cm and 50% effaced.

Lucky me, I have. :D

We are now a proud 2 cm dialated, and 80% effaced, and the baby's head is engaged. Better yet, I've been having contractions that seem like they are nearing 6-8 minutes apart for the last half hour. We'll see if they last long enough to keep going. I'll try not to get your hopes up.

I'm trying to think positive, but right now, it seems like ice cream and Danny are the two happiness factors in my life right now. I'm just so impatient to meet our little man and snuggle him and watch Danny love on him and just be able to SEE him.

Today I asked the doctor if she could guesstimate about how large she thinks he might be at the moment. She said based on how he feels, she doesn't think he's any bigger than 7.5 pounds right now. Woot! I hope he gets a little bigger, but at least now I have a rough estimate that says he isn't too likely to be 9 or 10 pounds! (Of course, he could be super dense in there...)

Overall, going into the 40th week of pregnancy is feeling pretty good. I'm still probably going to have ice cream tonight, to celebrate the fact that my body has made some progress, but I'll try not to be as mopey about how much I wish the baby was here already...

Signing off 'til next time!