Monday, September 26, 2011
Friday, September 23, 2011
Due date come... and gone
I had another doctor's appointment today, I was hoping she would say I was starting to dilate, but I was not counting on it. I was dilated to a ONE- so she stretched me a little more and stripped my membranes. Since then I have been having more contractions, and I'm really hoping they continue because If she's not here Monday then I will be induced.
By the way- has anyone looked at my counter? For some reason, on my due date it said "0 days", and then it started counting up!
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Everyone has been giving me their labor tips: "When I had my baby I held my breath, and turned around 3 times while rubbing my belly- and that night I went into labor! Try it, it works!" I don't know about all these home remedies, but the one that seems to work best is walking, so I am off to (hopefully) walk this baby out!
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Dog vs. Cat
Entries in a dog's journal:
8:00 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
9:30 am - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE!
9:40 am - OH BOY! A WALK! MY FAVORITE!
10:30 am - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE!
11:30 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
12:00 noon - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE!
1:00 PM - OH BOY! THE YARD! MY FAVORITE!
1:30 PM - ooooooo. bath. bummer.
4:00 PM - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE!
5:00 PM - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
5:30 PM - OH BOY! MOM! MY FAVORITE!
Entries in a cat's journal:
DAY 752 - My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction I get from ruining the occasional piece of furniture. Tomorrow I may eat another house plant.
DAY 761 - Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded, must try this at the top of the stairs. In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their favorite chair...must try this on their bed.
DAY 765 - Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body, in attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear into their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I was...Hmmm. Not working according to plan.
DAY 768 - I am finally aware of how sadistic they are. For no good reason I was chosen for the water torture. This time, however, it included a burning foamy chemical called "shampoo." What sick minds could invent such a liquid? My only consolation is the piece of thumb still stuck between my teeth.
DAY 771 - There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise. More importantly I overheard that my confinement was due to MY power of "allergies." Must learn what this is and how to use it to my advantage.
DAY 774 - I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a half-wit. The bird, on the other hand, has got to be an informant, and speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room his safety is assured. But I can wait; it is only a matter of time......
Saturday, September 3, 2011
Baby Showers
The first one was thrown by my sister, Melissa, and my mom. Check out the refreshments!
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The second shower was thrown by the Fishers (family in our ward that we have adopted ourselves into). We played more fun, goofy games :) This one was called (I think) Piddle in the Pot. Everyone had to put a balloon in their shirt and then carry a quarter between their knees and drop it into a cup. It's funny how much some of these girls actually look like they are pregnant- sorry Rachel.
The next shower was a surprise and boy was I surprised! I had been suspecting that my work was planning a surprise but I didn't think they were going to do it AT work in the middle of the day and I really wasn't expecting it on that particular day, even though I should have because everyone was showing up when they weren't even working for random reasons.
The last shower was thrown by mother-in-law Nancy at Scott's Grandma's house. I thought this was the cutest thing:
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SO cute- Godzilla hitchhiking to Tokyo- compliments of Allie.
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Uncle Greg saved Scott- they were the only 2 men there. I wish I had a picture of Greg when he first walked in, he was carrying a bunch of girly baby presents and a purse.
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Now her bed is made, the drawers and closets are stocked, the car seat is in the car and the hospital bags are packed. And since I officially started maternity leave today, I am actually feeling ready for this! Bring it on!