First-off, I shouldn’t use my iPad to make blog posts because apparently I post them without realizing it, sorry about that, I deleted the almost blank blog post. Though it did motivate me to actually finish this post.
Our baby boy, Gideon was born on August 25th very early in the morning via C-section after being in labor for about 18 hours. He was a stubborn little boy and didn’t want to come out into the world. He was 9lbs 1 oz and 23 inches long. I realize this was six weeks ago from now. Let’s just say, I’ve been a bit busy taking care of a baby.
I just made up that holiday and it falls on today, my “due date.” I’m still pregnant (at least so far). I feel ready and not ready at the same time. I’m uncomfortable, but it doesn’t feel unbearable, not yet anyway. We’re just going to have to wait and see. Thankfully, my doctor is the one on call several of the days in the next week, so hopefully, I can go into labor when she’s there.
We’ll see what happens!
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I’m less than a week from my due date now. Of course, due dates mean just about nothing, and do nothing other than drive myself and my relatives all crazy. Babies don’t read calenders. But as the due date gets closer, I realize one fact: I will have a baby sometime this month. And then I’ll be a mom.
False labor contractions are driving me insane, mostly as they get stronger, or more frequent in some cases, I keep thinking, “is this it?” And then they stop and I realize that it’s probably nothing other than the uterus (which is a muscle) flexing and getting ready (to which I’m relieved). It really could be another couple weeks. And in some ways, I’m quite okay with waiting another couple weeks, and then sometimes I just think, “okay, I’m ready to be done with this.” I think I’m okay with waiting only because I know that God will allow the baby to be ready to come out whenever it’s ready to come out.
I’m also quite tired of comments from people (mostly strangers at stores or restaurants) of things like, “Wow, you’re really big!” or “You’re really pregnant!” or “You look like you’re ready to pop!” These are not helpful comments, and definitely don’t make me feel good about myself. Also, all three of those comments are quite obvious to you, and me, they don’t need to be mentioned. Another comment I get a lot is, “You don’t even look pregnant except from the front”–this one really gets me, first of all, I’ve never weighed this much in my life, so yes, I do look pregnant all over, it’s just been too long since you saw me pre-pregnancy size to remember, and second of all, telling a very pregnant person that they don’t look big is a bit discouraging when the pregnant woman feels like a hippo and can’t put on her own socks. Moral of the story; never, ever, no matter the circumstance or supposed closeness to the person comment on the size of a pregnant woman at any stage of pregnancy. Okay, I’ll get off my soap box now.
By the way, why do they call them soap boxes?
Pregnancy is definitely something that requires waiting, especially in the last months. As I am now almost 38 weeks along, it’s a waiting game. I could very well go into labor today. It also very well could be another four weeks. The unknown of it drives me crazy, especially when I have false labor contractions every once in awhile. It’s especially crazy as I realize that I need to keep my desk at work orderly so that if I leave suddenly, my co-workers can figure out my piles.
The thing about waiting is that in some ways, I just want this baby out of my body, and then in other ways, I just don’t feel ready for a baby yet. I have so much stuff that needs to get done at the house yet before baby, but I can’t seem to get it done very quickly. I think it’s because I feel like if I do the stuff that needs to get done (i.e. laundry of all the baby clothes and straighten up the baby’s room), then the baby will come quicker. I don’t know, maybe I’ll just wait until I start nesting and then that will all come, right? Oh, well maybe not, we’ll see.
I haven’t been so consistent about blogging lately. The months of May and June have been very full, not to mention that they’ve flown by. At the beginning of May, we moved to a duplex in a more family-friendly area closer to our church. Since then, ants have also moved into our kitchen (that have now mostly been killed or otherwise averted, although a few have lived on😦 ), my mom visited over mother’s day weekend, we painted the baby’s room, and we’ve enjoyed our mini-grill a couple times.
One weekend in June, our town had a city-wide garage sale weekend where basically a bunch of people have garage sales. We drove to a neighborhood nearby and walked around looking for baby things that we might need. We found a dresser for cheap that was nice other than it needed some TLC. See below for pictures.
And then John sanded it, painted, and put new handles on the drawers.
You can also see the color that we painted the baby’s room. It’s called “Simply Gray” at Lowes. We love it because, as you can kind of see from the bright yellow dresser, that we are decorating with the three primary colors and the three secondary colors. Since those are bright colors, the neutral gray background allows the colors to pop. Okay, so my husband is way better at that kind of stuff, I just didn’t want to decorate with boring pale yellows, greens, and blues that you normally see in baby stuff. We also have a jigsaw puzzle theme going in the room. Most of that stuff is homemade decorations, in particular, my husband woodworking some jigsaw puzzle pieces.
Well, that’s all for now. I need to get going on my own baby projects, not to mention we need some more ideas for puzzle decorations. Comment if you have any ideas!
I’ve been a little behind on posting on here lately. So in case you were curious, we had our 20 week ultrasound a little less than a month ago and found out that we’re having a boy!! We were pretty much telling people that we didn’t care either way whether it was a boy or girl…which is true, however, we were really hoping for a boy as our firstborn so we are super excited that we are having a boy.🙂
It’s a little weird knowing the gender of our baby, maybe it’s just that it’s much more real now that John and I can call our baby by name (though we are not telling anyone the name). It’s also way more real since I feel him kick me all the time too. I am still boycotting maternity clothes, however. I have never weighed this much in my life and haven’t had much experience in growing out of all of my clothes and I’m stubborn. So far, I’ve gotten away with just wearing a belly band and hoping for warmer weather to be able to wear my stretchy skirts.
I have the best husband ever. He is so patient with me especially as we are moving in a week, but he is also handy with stuff. The amount of tools that we have between the two of us seems kinda insane because we live in an apartment. Maybe it won’t seem so weird in a week when we live in a duplex instead. Today we bought a new night stand, which he carried up to our apartment, and carried the old junky bookshelf that we were using as a nightstand to the dumpster. Then, we bought a lawn mower, which he managed to lift into our car, and now he’s fixing our office chair. I am so thankful to have a husband that is handy around the house.🙂