So this one day Sagan asked me to send a pic to see how big I was getting so I sent her one, so next thing I know shes sending me a pic pushing out her stomach wearing the same thing, basically showing how much more massive I am than her right now ha, I didn't even get it at first, I just thought we were wearing the same shirt that day. She had just colored her hair with color and instructions I left for her, and I liked hers way more than I liked mine after seeing it in this pic so I colored mine a few days later, so now we really do look exactly alike other than the fact that I'm "honkin huge" (as Bryir would say) and she's not.
We are still just working away and waiting for this baby boy to get here, but definitely not holding our breath. His room is done, we got his newborn sleeper in the mail today, and I think I honestly have everything that I have to have when he gets here, so I'm feeling pretty stress free. Other than the fact that I actually have to push a baby out, that thought keeps me up most nights freaking out about that. Mainly I'm stressed about the epidural, even though I'm set on the fact that I WILL get one. If you guys know me and my sisters you know how scary a needle is, it's one of the scariest things in the world to me, so I feel bad for the poor guy that has to give me the dang thing.
I'm still working full time and I love that I have something to do while I'm waiting these last 4 weeks. It keeps me busy and its actually a lot better to stand all day than to sit. Sitting upright seriously cuts my breathing capabilities like in half and is pretty uncomfortable...does not make for a fun 3 hours at church when I can't sprawl out the way that I want to.
Dal is still working and going to school, he's so barely I don't see him very much but luckily this is the last semester that it will be this way, and one month down already so I think we'll live.
You still look tiny I promise. And I haaaaaaate needles. I was a senor in high school and cried when I had to get shots for my nursing class. One of my biggest fears, so can I tell you the epidural was not as bad as I thought. They numb you so you feel the tiny needle but you don't feel the epidural. I just refused to look at it, I made Chris hold me and I told him to distract me and talk to me. It's a two minute thing then I was SSSOOO glad I had it. Your tiny so your going to be like me and have a hard time getting that thing out of you. You'll be so glad the epidural is there when you've been pushing for a while! And for the stitches after... love you girl you'll do great!
ReplyDeleteI freaking love you! You probably don't even mean to be hilarious in your posts but you always are. My best advice for the epidural (if you're that scared, which I was petrified too) is to have some lovely contractions until you can't take them anymore and then you won't even hesitate to get that massive needle shoved in you. Sure, people have horror stories, but I promise on my life I hardly felt it. The 8 times they tried to do my IV were much worse :)
ReplyDeleteYou crack me up!!! Get that boy out NOW!! I can't wait to see/meet/kiss/hug/love on this handsome (future son in law) of mine!! Just start pushing.. He'll have no choice but to come!! :)
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