This is new....and a baby too.

I don't have the same creative flare as my beautiful and incredible wife, but I thought I should make sure everyone knows what is going on.  All I have for now are numbers because my half-comatose, sleep-deprived state allows for no multitasking whatsoever (right now I am having to consciously choose between breathing and blinking while I hold our little one).  So without further delay, Nolan Ray Fisher said a heartfelt hello to the world at 4:29 pm on Friday, March 29, 2009.  He was 7 lbs 4 oz, a new record low weight for grandchildren in both our families, and 20 in long.  Phew, my Brain is empty now...blink...breath...blink...

My Contractions!?!

So....after getting all excited about being induced.....I think I'm in labor!  

I've been having regular contractions for the last 3 hours.  We're going to the hospital - even though we're both exhausted.  My mom said it would come when least expected.

But of course I have to blog about it first.  Let's hope they're real contractions.  They hurt.

More later!

OW.

My end is in sight!

Meaning, THE end is in sight.  There is light at the end of the tunnel.  There's a tunnel!  I finally have a date to be INDUCED!!  Which is really good, cause after being pregnant for like 13.5 months, I was beginning to wonder if this baby would ever come out.  Apparently all babies eventually do....who knew?!

So I get to go into the hospital on Tuesday, June 2nd at 12:01am.....which is basically Monday night.  I really doubt I'll be able to sleep.  I'll be way to excited!  Heck, I'm excited right now, just knowing that he'll he here by then.

Other good news: The doc said that I'm 2 cm dialated and 80% effaced... that can still mean anything....but it's PROGRESS!  I'm still hoping that this guy will find his way out BEFORE Tuesday (but after Friday cause Kirk and I want to go see "UP."  We promied ourselves one last night at the movies if the baby didn't come by then).  

And for all my other pregnant friends out there: don't even think about having your baby before me.  That's an order.  I've had THREE of my friends give birth in the last couple weeks (yay for them) but they were due AFTER me!  It's my turn!

Great, now I have that "It's my turn on earth" song stuck in my head.  Add that one to the playlist.

And I'm really not mad at anyone, I'm just hormonal.   I'll forgive you later.

My Internal Record Player

These are songs that I've had stuck in my head the last couple of weeks. And yes, since I can't think about anything EXCEPT being pregnant, they all have something to do with it. See if you can't figure out why :)

My oh my....

-1 days until my due date?!?  What is that supposed to mean??  This pregnancy countdown gadget is no longer exciting....

Although I am curious to see how long it will count negative numbers.  "-26 days 'til your due date.  You should no longer be living..."

My D-Day

Okay, due dates are so overrated.  You spend 9 months answering the constant question "When are you due?" and when that long anticipated day comes, and your still pregnant, it's rather anticlimactic. 

Although I've been telling myself all along that I'll probably be overdue, I still had hope!  Pretty much everyone I know is overdue with their first baby, so I fully expected it.  But talking myself out of disappointment doesn't always work.  Deep down I wanted to be exempt from the norm and have this baby early.  Or at least on time!

Only 5% of babies are actually born on their due date.

I also told myself that I would try not to throw a pity party if the baby wasn't here by today.  You know, get out and do something that has nothing to do with babies, count my blessings, catch up on old projects, etc.  Instead I'm sitting inside the house on a gorgeously sunny day, blogging.  Venting.  Searching for pity comments.  (By all means, feel free!)

That's it!  I'm going to do something really crazy!  I'm going to eat some ice cream!  Ha!  And then I might just go on a vigorous walk.  To the mailbox!  Take that overrated due date day!  I'll be here tomorrow and you won't!

Note: Vigorous walking (along with spicy foods, birthing balls, pineapple, membrane stripping, nipple stimulation, sex, trampolines, and bungee jumping) are simply myths and are not scientifically proven to induce labor when overdue.

My Pregnancy Blessings

So, I don't want this blog to turn into one of those "My life is so Miserable that I need to Vent the negative things all the time" blogs.  I consider myself a generally happy person and wouldn't change much of anything in my life if I could.  For some reason though it seems like "the woes of life" are more entertaining to share - and perhaps that's true.  And venting is permissible on occasion, but I'll try to limit it.

Anyway.  Yesterday's post got me thinking about things ARE wonderful about being pregnant.  (Plus I don't want to scare anyone out of having children.)  There are far more blessings than fears, but I will only list a reasonable amount.

 

My Pregnancy Blessings:

1. I’m creating a human being inside my body!  How amazing is that?!  miracle.
2. I don’t have any stretch marks….yet.
3. I have a wonderful, loving husband who is just as excited about the baby as I am!  I seriously don’t know how single women handle pregnancy by themselves.  I completely rely on my husband for so many things.  Emotional and physical support, massages, etc.
4. My husband has a great job with excellent health insurance (both of which we did not have when I became pregnant.  Blessings!)
5. Enormous support from family and friends.  We’ve hardly had to buy any baby stuff thanks to the carloads of hand-me-downs.
6. I like being able to eat as much as I want/can without guilt.
7. I like being able to sleep in as late as I want/can without guilt.
8. Ice Cream.
9. My abs often do involuntary belly dancing and it's quite entertaining.

Okay, I’m pretty blessed.  What are your blessings of pregnancy?