Planner/Calendar Nazi-Missing!?

(Holynd at the Living Planet Aquarium)

When I was going to school I had a planner. I kept it with me at all times. My life was in that planner. School, pregnancy, family, church etc. all went into that little cheap planner. But, most importantly, my "countdowns" went into that planner. (I also wrote in when the full moon was supposed to come around during my pregnancy with Holynd. Apparently, the full moon is supposed to bring on labor... Never did.)

I was so paranoid about NOT procrastinating that I would write in "countdowns" before big dates. Things like "6 weeks until Final Project-Econ 4010", "Only 5 more class lectures until Final-Econ 3610", "45 days until Midterm-Econ 2300"... you get the idea.

I also kept lists in my planner of the people I would need Matt to email or call if for some reason I went into labor before the semester was over.

The point is: I'm a planner/calendar nazi.

About 4 weeks ago, my hormones triggered the planner/calendar nazi into overdrive. Since I no longer have school, I was making lists for everything else; lists of things that needed to be cleaned and time lines for those cleanings, lists of things Matt needed to do, hospital bag lists, Holynd's "G-Ma Bag" list... etc etc.

Then, the planner/calendar nazi took a vacation.

She has yet to return.

Today I noticed my ticker states: 60 days until my Due Date, and because of my last doctor's appointment, I know that the baby IS coming in 60 days or less.

Even more dramatic is the fact that I received a forewarning of going before my due date from my doctor and I still have little motivation to tackle any of those lists.

Baby-Ne will be full-term on June 6th. There's a full moon on June 26th and my induction is scheduled June 27th.

If you find the my inner-planner/calendar nazi... send her my way.

For now, Holynd and I will return to making chocolate-dipped strawberries, Rice Krispies, hanging out at the playground on good-weather days and staying inside coloring on bad-weather days. Maybe we'll fold a basket of laundry and clean the bathrooms once in awhile too. We may even attempt the zoo too, if Dad will take us :).

OH! PS! Aunt Twitch went to prom. YAY!

This was "the ride".

Is Aunt Twitch cool or what!?

We would also like to acknowledge the fact that Aunt-T is in Disneyworld without us... We (sniff) hope you (sniff) have fun (tear) without us!

Induction Set!

My very first doctor's appointment for Holynd's pregnancy, Matt went with me. He sat in the waiting room, sweating bullets and counting down the minutes until we could leave. He tried so hard to be supportive and completely optimistic, but I could tell, the OB/GYN was a very scary place for him. He met my doctor that day and I never made him go back.

The very next doctor's appointment I had, my doctor looked me straight in the eye and asked how tall my husband was. I remember wanting to say, "Uh... He's not having a baby, I am", but I didn't. I answered and my doctor's eyes got a little wide. He asked if I knew how big of a baby he was. I didn't know. His exact words were, "You didn't really think this through before you got married did you?" and he laughed.

I called my awesome mother-in-law later that week and asked. Her answer was, "Oh, I don't even want to tell you!" Turns out Matt was a big baby. I didn't really think too much about it until Holynd hit a growth spurt during her third trimester. Born three weeks early she was just one ounce under seven pounds. Not huge by any means, but she would've been eight and half pounds full term. Still not huge, but when you're 5'1" you tend to get a little nervous when people start talking about babies over eight pounds.

When awesome Dr. W. heard how much Holynd weighed three weeks early, he mentioned the "I" word. Now, my induction with Holynd was anything, but a good time. I hated it! I expressed several times that I really wanted to go into labor on my own this time. Awesome Dr. W. listened and understood my concerns and didn't press the issue again.

At my 20 week ultrasound, Baby-Ne measured SMALL! (We're calling the baby, Baby-Ne now. Not ready to officially reveal the name yet!) Not too small, just five or six days smaller then my due date. I was secretly elated! I made Dr W. change my due date and told him I wanted to go overdue if I could. He agreed that it was safe to stay pregnant after my new due date. I never gave it another thought.... Well, I started complaining that the pregnancy was never going to end, but that's more Matt's problem then anyone else's.

So, on went my pregnancy with my 'secret' July 3rd due date. (For some reason, I thought this would be a fun secret...) I started reading everything I could about labor because I was set on NOT going to the hospital a second sooner then I wanted to. I DID NOT want to be stuck in a bed for 19 hours, epidural or not!

Until yesterday.....

I went in for a third trimester screening. Because of the headaches Holynd caused, they decided a quick peek at Baby-Ne couldn't hurt. Turns out Baby-Ne has hit the Peterson Third Trimester Growth Spurt. She caught up with my old due date and then some.

When I went in to see Dr. W., he broke the news.... "I can't let you go past June 27th". I was hurt, but a little comforted. I knew he was doing this to keep me from a long labor that would, more than likely, end in a C-Section. He assured me he wouldn't let this induction go anything like my first.

He started looking over baby's scans and said, "She's head down, pretty much engaged (No wonder I can't walk or bend over!) and ready to go. You'll probably still be able to go on your own. In fact, she's low enough that as soon as you're ready, she'll be ready. Don't wait to come in if labor starts." Still sensing that I was a little upset he said, "OB's are wrong all the time, but really, I'll be surprised if you go past 38 weeks."

Now he could be saying that just to make me feel better.... but it worked! Hearing that did make me feel better and I'm glad my doctor is making sure that my 5'1" fame will not have to birth a nine pound baby. :)

I'm still praying to go into labor on my own, but if not Baby-Ne will be joining us on June 27th!

Anyway! Anyone who guessed a birth date of after June 27th, lost. Sorry, no Caramel Apple from Dippidee for you. (Sorry Brie, you guessed while I was AT my ultrasound! But you should still make Skyler get you a yummy treat from Dippidee!)

Did Ya See!?!

Did ya happen to notice my new banner!?

That's right friends, I have opened a new Guessing Game for Unborn-Baby-May-Have-A-Name-May-Not-Have-A-Name!

Just click the banner to make a guess! You don't have to have a blog in order to make a guess, so you might as well make a guess or run the risk of not having me speak to you or text you when the baby comes ;).

Just as an FYI:

Holynd was born 3 weeks before her due date by induction (No help there, Haha!).
She was 6lbs 15 oz
She was 20 inches long

I'm not planning on having an induction this time, but I learned very long ago that nothing hardly ever goes as planned.

NOW MAKE YOUR GUESS!

PS! If anyone guesses that I go WAY overdue... you may be getting an angry phone call from me!

Mothering Woes!

(Holynd, just hours old)

I've been feeling really overwhelmed lately and I know it's not just because of the hormones.

Well, the hormones are making it difficult to think clearly, but the worries are valid!

Being a mother is hard. I worry everyday if everything I'm doing is going to ruin my baby's lives.

I can't believe how much I love Holynd and I'm starting to feel really guilty about having this baby.

I watch Holynd play, just so content and happy with the way her world is now. It makes me happy and sad at the same time. This baby could come in, as early as, seven and a half weeks and then Holynd's world will be turned completely upside-down!

I worry that she'll feel as though she's done something wrong.

I know she's already wondering what the heck we're doing with her room!

But, maybe she'll love her little sister unconditionally....

I don't know! It stresses me out just to think about it.

I'm not really worried I'll love this baby any less than Holynd. But, I'm worried Holynd won't love her baby sister very much.

SIGH!

In the meantime, 75 days to go! I'm getting very tired. I have no idea how I ever went to school pregnant. I must have been blessed with serious super-hero powers.

PS: My husband is amazing. Mastering skills such as: grocery shopping, bathroom cleaning and re-organization of random closets around the house. There was one incident where he bought Whipping Cream when the list read: Miracle Whip, but I'll let that slide. Love you husband. :) Thanks for letting me slack off and spend hours on end with Holynd watching Spongebob and coloring.

Preparation: Divalicious!

Our current infant carseat has caused contention and stress in my marriage since the day Matt bought it... I hate it! It's ugly, brown and neutral. Last pregnancy I was shoulder-deep in schoolwork so I couldn't worry about it. This pregnancy, however, I have searched, pondered and prayed over finding a fix for the carseat.

So, unborn-baby-no-name's carseat has officially had a carseat makeover! I didn't want to buy an entire new carseat, but I wanted something totally funky and divalicious! Check out how unborn-baby-no-name will be cruising in style!


(Are you just dying over the daisies on the sides!? It makes me want to cry little hot pink tears!)


I didn't want an exact matching cover, but something just as fun! Hopefully unborn-baby-no-name won't have issues from staring at those funky polka-dots! :) I was going to attempt to make one of these on my own, but let's face it, it would've turned out awful! ;) I ordered both of these from etsy.com. I'm completely IN LOVE with that website.

I also found unborn-baby-no-name's "coming home outfit"! It's not complete yet, but as soon as I find the final touches I'll post pictures! (If you haven't been to the new Carter's store in Sandy... GO! I've never been so happy in my entire life! It was like shopping-Disneyland for Mommies!) I have found that it is impossible to shop for just one baby. I can't buy something for unborn-baby-no-name without buying something equally as cute for Holynd. It's a terrible habit, but one I'm not willing to break!

Name Update! I think we have settled on a name. I haven't decided if I want to officially announce it yet... but maybe soon! Now that we have a pretty-for-sure-name I can finally finish the girls' nursery. I decided to keep them in one room for the time being. Maybe when Holynd moves to her big girl bed, we'll separate them, but we'll see how this works first. I did find some cradle bedding that will match with what Holynd already has!

If you're starting to think I've completely went insane over baby-preparations, you're correct. But remember, I'm "nesting" for two babies. I didn't get to "nest" with Holynd's pregnancy because I was learning how to run Regressional Analysis for varying markets around the globe... so there!