One month and counting

So today is March 16th, meaning exactly one month from right now is the due date. Thursday officially marks 8 months but the reality is really starting to set in now. I finally feel I'm at the "ready" point. I'm not sure what the turning point was, but I can say that anytime the baby decides to arrive from here on out would be great. I'm still holding out for an April baby but I can see the time is getting closer. Today was a day full of pelvic pain. Fun indeed. The baby is also getting short on room, but still finds enough space to punch and kick me to let me know that he/she is still there. Because the date marks the one more month countdown, I decided to take some pictures. AGAIN, I don't think I look this big normally. It's a very pregnant shirt. I'm sure I've said this more than once, but it's true. This shirt is not actually a maternity shirt and when I bought it and asked Adam what he thought he said he didn't like it because it made me look pregnant. So now, that I'm actually pregnant I get to wear it.

Adam and I have been on the hunt for a daycare. We have a few options out there, but still have some more looking to do. Who knew that picking a daycare would be so hard? I really wish that I had the summer off but it's just not going to happen that way this year. My school in Texas had me spoiled, that's for sure, but I do love Erie.

Diaper Party

This past weekend my brother-in-law and sister-in-law threw Adam and I a diaper party for the baby. I thought this was a spectacular idea as it encouraged all of Adam's male friends to attend. I guess they were inticed not so much by the diapers, but by the fact that pizza, liquor and beer were being supplied. Only this family would throw a baby shower with booze. It was hysterical. The daddy-to-be was feeling pretty happy by the end of the night, as were many other guests. It was a riot to see all of Adam's friends walking in the door with a bag of diapers. The baby got TONS of diapers which should save us from having to buy diapers for quite some time. Adam also got some contraceptive that was purchased so that there needn't be another diaper party for quite some time. Ahhhh the creative minds of Erie, PA.

Adam's family did an amazing job with the shower. We had a great time, and we were out the lastest we've been out in a long time. Who knew that babies and Beer's went hand-in-hand? We do have some pictures from the shower to post and I'll get them up as soon as I can.

On Sunday, we went back down to Rich and Lisa's to finished the leftover food from the shower. By the time we got home, Adam's hangover had kicked in...or so we thought. Turns out he came down with the flu. He spent all day on the couch with a fever and stomach bug. He even slept on the couch to keep me from getting sick. Thankfully, he is feeling a bit better though he did complain last night of a stomach ache.

A little scare

So we did have a bit of a scare today. I didn't feel the baby move all day, so I drank a Mt. Dew (Drs. Orders) and layed down. From there I did feel the baby move a few times, but not as much as they said it was supposed to, so I called the Dr. and they asked me to go into the hospital. From here it was an adventure. My darling husband had just eaten so he had gas. In the elevator, he decided to release himself and finished just in time for us to get off the elevator and for another woman to get on. That poor woman!!!



We got into the room and they hooked me up and for about the first 7 seconds couldn't find a heartbeat. That was about the longest 7 seconds of our lives. They did find the heartbeat and then Dr. Beer stepped in. Adam was asking me questions about the ambiotmic fluid. No, I didn't just spell that wrong, that's what he said. He then coughed and "accidentally" fluffed again. The whole time I'm trying to concentrate on feeling the baby and he has me laughing so hard. Then of course, he had to check the baby's progress. As he's looking at the chart, he realized he was looking at it upside down (which he really didn't know the difference.) The lady next to us was getting ready to have twin boys. They came in to move her to a different room and Adam, for some reason decided to have a peek into her room, which he instantly regretted. He just kept saying, "I shouldn't have looked," over and over.



Once the baby moved a few times, they took me downstairs to get a sonogram. Adam talked to the male nurse the whole time about football. He was a Cowboys fan. Once the sonogram was over, we were put out in the hall to wait for our wheelchair driver. Adam proceeded to pretend to rub my boobs for the camera. He wasn't really rubbing them, but from where the camera was, it would totally look like it, and he wasn't close enough for me to hit him.



Then, the wheelchair driver showed up. She was 90 pounds soaking wet. I'm surprised she was able to push me.

Bottom line is everything is OK. We have 5 weeks to go, but they said I should still be feeling alot more movement than that so they were glad we came in.

An update on Chloe

So, as if getting sprayed by a skunk wasn't enough, Chloe was hauled to the groomers yesterday, where they found a tick AND cut her ear. PLUS she still smells. Not as bad, but the smell is still there for sure. She seems to be feeling better, she wasn't even eating ice cream the other day so I knew she felt bad but now she is working a bone over as we speak....back to her old self.

Just another day in Paradise

Yesterday was full of events. We got to go get Chloe a few days early so that my in-laws can bring some furniture up this weekend for us. We should have left her there until Wednesday, and here is why...

I'm laying in bed last night about 10:00 finishing up watching some of America's Next Top Model. I hear Adam ask Chloe if she wants to go outside. This last trip outside means BEDTIME at our house. HA HA HA....it was far from bedtime. Adam leaves Chloe outside to do her thing, again....normal and comes into the bedroom to chat with me. As we're chatting, I smell a skunk. Adam runs frantically to the backdoor and looks out, trying to spot Chloe. This usually takes a few minutes as she likes to roam the yard. When he can't find her, he opens the door and she darts in, she was waiting right next to the door where he couldn't see her. At this point, I'm out of bed trying to figure out what's going on....thinking that Chloe is getting eaten by a skunk.

As soon as Chloe comes in, the havoc begins. The whole house begins to smell and I mean SMELL. Chloe was out trying to make a friend, and Flower, as we shall call it, didn't want a friend in the ol' Clo dog. It sprayed her, and sprayed her good. I looked online to see what to do and yes, I called the Dr. The Dr. said it should be no problem me staying in the house. Adam and I ran to the store at about 10:30 to get about $35 in supplies from candles, to Febreeze, to other air freshners. We also got douche to bathe Chloe in, a tip from my mom, which actually works quite well. And, as we were going to the store, and upon opening the garage, we were sure the skunk was in there so my BRAVE husband pulled the car out for me. What I found online was that EVERYTHING in your house has to be washed. Clothes (the ones you wear and those in your closet), sheets, curtains, pillows, bedspeads, towels, (again, those not used in the linen closet still have to be washed) furniture, the car fabric since the smell was so strong in there, and everything else you can imagine. SO, I called my boss last night and I'll be able to be off early today to come home and do laundry, but I have to go in, so I'll be smelling wonderful as you can imagine.

The smell at this point is so far up my nose I can smell nothing else. AND, when it's a more direct contact, it really doesn't have a "skunk" smell. It smells more like garlic and onions. I wanted to take video of us last night, it was comical I'm sure, but I had just taped Adam's football game and hadn't downloaded it yet.

OH, and to top it all off, Chloe has an appointment today to get a bath and a haircut. I'm not sure I want to take her in case she gets home and the house still stinks and she gets all smelly again. I was trying to call everywhere to get her in yesterday. If that had happened I would have been FURIOUS!!!!

Looking back I'm sure this will be a hilarious story, but today, while I'm doing oh, 50-60 loads of laundry, I'm sure I won't think it's so funny.

Child Birth Classes

So yesterday Adam and I spent a sweet little Saturday at the Health Center in Child Birth Education Classes. Adam actually handled it pretty well. I'll be honest, I was scared that there would be more laughing on his part than seriousness but I was wrong. It was actually a very informative class but checked us both back into the reality of the possibility that many things can go wrong. We're just hoping for a healthy baby to get here, whatever needs to happen.

The one part that daddy-to-be did not do so well at was the breathing exercises. First, he kept making me laugh. She told us to use daddy's eyes for the focal point, which I DID NOT DO from the start. I knew that would never work. But he caught my attention and made me laugh anyway. The guy next to us passing gas didn't help either. I was just thankful that he belonged to someone else and not me. I thought his wife was going to kill him and Adam of course, couldn't stop laughing.

Anyway, we made it thru and I feel a little more prepared for what's to come. Adam's parents are coming up this weekend and were supposed to bring Chloe back with them. They've had her for 2 weeks, allowing her to enjoy the country life, but they are bringing some furniture up for us this week and can't fit Chloe and the furniture. I have to say I'm excited. I miss my dog!!!