Week 34

Six more weeks to go! In some ways, I feel prepared; The bassinet is set up, the clothes are organized, the diapers are ready, the bath things are ready. I feel like the only thing that isn't ready is me. I'm starting to get a little nervous about the labor & delivery part of it all. B tells me it's "a natural part of life," but again, he's not the one that has to go through it. I'm just hoping that everything goes smoothly. For documentation, here's my little guy at 34 weeks:

B finally saw the belly move all on it's own last night, and he's completely fascinated. I've been seeing it for weeks, but I pay attention to all the little details like that. :) I love feeling him poke around and move and try to break free, as I call it. It's one of those things I'm going to miss when he actually gets here; although I am sure that when he gets here, I'll be so busy with other things that I'll fall in love with.

The baby shower in the Midwest went well. Everyone seemed to have a good time and we received way too much, but totally appreciated it all. I'm glad our little guy is already so loved. The next task is to finish organizing (and re-organizing I'm sure) and relax, waiting for him to get here. I know for sure that I'm going to get in trouble for the weight gain, but honestly, I am eating well and I don't feel like starving myself to stay in that "minimum" gain. And I'm sure I'll be told, "Drink more water," but I drink it all the time. Just means I'll have extra weight to lose when he's here.. And it's not as if I look horrendous; my front just protrudes!

I can't believe how much I love this kiddo already and he's not even here yet... I am going to be so overwhelmed when I see him for the first time, I just know it. And as if he knows I'm talking about him, I get a little hand indentation in the belly. This kid is a miracle.

Heart Explosion Day..

Valentine's Day was a complete success! I did a test run on a giant cookie, and the second one came out perfect for B. Plus, it was something that I knew he'd love.

And of course, I also got him a card. We made dinner reservations at 7 and when we got there, there was a beautiful vase of flowers on the table and a card waiting for me.. After he told me he didn't get me anything, of course. (To which I said, I don't need anything; you're already taking me out to dinner.)

So we had a really great meal and then came home and spent the rest of the night cuddled up. All in all, one of the best Valentine's Day I've ever had. We stayed up a bit too late, but he gets to nap a little now, so hopefully that will help.

Tomorrow we have a doctor's appointment early in the morning. I get so disgruntled thinking about that scale; it makes me not even want to go. I love my doctor and the nurse, but really, that scale has it out for me. I think it adds an extra five pounds every time just for spite! Then, afterwards we're supposed to head out to breakfast and then I'll come home and pack for the weekend trip home to the Midwest for our baby shower. Here's to hoping the weather holds!

Little B is doing fantastic, although he has an affinity for my ribs.. But I love just being able to sit during the day and feel him moving around and have conversation. In a lot of ways, I think I might miss being pregnant when he's born, but I am so looking forward to meeting him. Now, if we could only decide on a name!

It's a...

Turns out, I'm a horrible blogger. So much for documenting this pregnancy! I'm 31 weeks in now, and he.. (Yes, it's a boy!) is doing wonderfully. And I sort of read back through my previous entries, and if I thought I was round back then, I cannot imagine what I'd think now!

My relationship with B is going well; not without it's ups and downs, but that's every relationship. I think if I legitimately work at it (and he does too), we'll be alright. It's give and take, and of course it's not going to come without some effort. We've been talking a lot, enjoying our growing child, and working on making things work between us. It's been... well, really nice. I know I am not the easiest to get along with sometimes, but he still makes the effort. And I'm sure the monsoon of hormones didn't help in the beginning either. :)

Little B (since we haven't decided on a name yet) is my little mover and shaker. He's absolutely the most adorable thing I have ever seen -- and I haven't even met him face to face yet! I'm pretty sure all mothers feel this way about their child, but that's okay. And as if he knows I'm typing about him - he's bouncing all around. I cannot wait to meet him, and I cannot believe that I am in single digit weeks left. 9. Nine. As in, less than 10. I feel ridiculously unprepared. We have diapers and clothes, but.. I hope that I can give him everything his little heart desires. Not really in the, "I'm going to spoil you rotten" way, but in the, "I'm your mother and I want the very best for your life" way. Everyone gets nervous, right? But as I keep telling myself, if all of these people that I know can do this; I can do this. And he will be FINE. It's a mantra.

Next weekend is the baby shower back home in the Midwest. I'm hoping the weather holds up nicely, so that we'll have a safe trip there and back. The weekend coincides with my father's birthday as well, and I'd like to celebrate with him. Everyone seems really excited about Little B's arrival (not that I can blame them..) and that makes me feel relieved. I will have to report how the baby shower turns out - as it is being thrown by my mother and her side of the family - and that is always a story in itself.

But for now, here's a picture of the belly at 27 weeks - B and I need to take some more soon!