Progress

Things are moving along. I will spare you the gruesome details and just say I'm starting to get some painful contractions that are starting at the top of my uterus and working the way down. I also felt it move through my legs last night. It's slow going but at least it's going!

Contractions

So I have been having lots of Braxton Hicks contractions all yesterday and today! Come on baby William!

Ready!?!?

Finally! Everything is ready for William to come! Whether I am ready to birth a child or not, my car, my bedroom and his nursery are ready for him. I have been working really hard for this day to come. To have everything ready and just wait and "relax" for him to come.

His car seat is ready!




His bassinet in our bedroom. My bag for the hospital and a backpack for William.



And this is his nursery!!!!!! I took lots of pictures!!!!







So now it's time to wait..........................
And wait.................

And wait........

Baby Thoughts

William’s nursery is coming along. I am slowly getting everything I need. It’s crazy to think that there will be a baby soon. Sometimes I sit in his room and just look at everything and think. One day SOON there will be a little baby boy in this room. I have been working on organizing the things I have and getting it ready for the rest of the things I need. There are still a lot of things I need. But I do enjoy organizing and planning things out. I like to have things ready ahead of time.

I have also been thinking a lot about the whole birthing process. I have to make a birth plan. I read a lot so I can know what to expect. Of course I can’t know everything. But I like to know as much as possible. My Dr. told me to sign up for some classes. I don’t know if I’m going to. For now I am going to watch all the videos on the Kaiser site.

I am also thinking about making a music playlist on my phone to listen to when I go into labor. They say it can help calm you and make the pain a little less. Whatever helps! Of course it will be Disney music so I can imagine that I’m at Disneyland! I don’t know if it will work, but I’m going to give it a try.

The third trimester is not the easiest. I don’t really have much to complain about, but some things are just annoying! I thought these last three months would fly by, but I’m beginning to think it is going to be so slow because I’m getting more uncomfortable!

Well, that’s all for now!

91 Days!

Wow! Only three more months! 91 days! One more week and I will be in my third trimester! I can’t believe how fast this is going by! It still seems unreal. Sometimes I go sit in William’s nursery and just think. I wonder what it will be like when he is born and sleeping in my arms. I think about all the changes that come with having a baby. Then I start thinking about actually having a baby, the birth. It scares me a little. But I know God is with me and will be with me through this whole process.
THREE MONTHS LEFT! I can’t believe it! But I can’t wait to meet the little guy God is knitting together in MY womb! Crazy!

Silly pregnancy dream last night:
We were at church for a Sunday service and it was packed. I was sitting in the back with Carla, and it was time to go up and start playing. Everyone got on stage fast and started playing. I waddled my way to the stage barely able to stand up straight. The weight of my belly had me off balance. I finally made it to the stage and got my bass strap on and went to start playing when my song sheets were too far away and on a weird stand I had never seen before. I went to pick up the paper so I could read the chords and it fell on the ground. (At this point I’m freaking out ‘cause everyone is playing and singing and I am fumbling around with paper being a distraction.) So I decide to bend over to get the paper and lost my balance and fell.
I just remember how off balance I felt the whole dream!
And in all my church dreams, something is wrong with my bass or the song sheets and I can’t play. Everyone else is playing but for some reason or another I just stand up there trying to figure out what to do without being too much of a distraction.

Anyways, William James Adams will be here soon!

A Tribute to Cleo

So our fish Cleo died.

We named "her" Cleo because she looked like the fish in Pinocchio. (That also makes it a "her")


She was our baby for about a year. That's pretty great for a fish right?!?!?!

What's worse is we don't have a single picture of her. Nope, not one! So I found a picture of the kind of fish she was.


I didn't cry or anything. But she was fun to have around. The kids loved to look in the tank and find her. She would stay in her little barrel thing we put in the tank. She didn't swim around like you would think a fish would.

So we are going to take a brake from fish for awhile.

Nesting?

The day we found out it was William that was kicking and punching me, we went home and worked on his room. Jesse took all his computer stuff out and moved his office to the “dining” room. I cleaned out our book shelf in the room and packed all the books away and found a spot in the closet for them, throwing stuff away and getting a pile for the Hope Chest. I got all the spider webs off the walls and vacuumed the carpet. I got all the edges and baseboards. I brought in all the baby’s stuff and sorted it all out nicely.

I have been keeping the kitchen clean. Putting the dishes in the dishwasher, wiping all the counters (the past few weeks the dishes have been piling up till we were out!).

Today I cleaned out the entire hall closet. Took everything out, throwing stuff away and putting more stuff in our Hope Chest pile, cleaned the shelves, vacuumed the carpet and edges and baseboards. Organized everything properly! It looks great! Then I moved all our photo albums into the closet off the bookshelf in our living room so we could get rid of that shelf too.

This last week all I see are messes and how I can clean them. After doing the closet today and looking at how wonderful it looks and feels, I started thinking. I have been thinking about cleaning a lot! And I have all sorts of other projects in my head that I could do to clean and organize and get rid of stuff. So as I’m looking at the closet pondering all this, I think, “wow, I think I’m nesting!”

So I looked up nesting online to see if I was, or if I’m just crazy. I certainly am, (nesting that is!) and I’m going to take advantage of it! I just hope I don’t get as crazy as some women do! Like throwing perfectly good things away just to get “new, clean” things. Or taking off door knobs to clean the screws. What!?!?!?

So my question to you is, what is your nesting story?