We’re going to act like 3 weeks haven’t passed

34 Weeks — I know, my work shirts are getting way too short
35 Weeks
36 Weeks

Yea. I told you, I’m not terribly good at keeping up with this. I’m trying though, honest!

So where do I begin?

Oh yea, 15 Aug was our follow up fetal echo for the little miss. SOMEONE *ahem this child* didn’t want to cooperate. Commence shaking. Oh and I’m pretty sure the tech think E and I need to not have children together. Or at the very least, find a suitable therapist that can tolerate us both. I guess it could have been the comment about “wait until we get home” and the way he put his hand up at me. Or the comment about “when you find the daddy, let me know.” Either way, we assured her that no, we do not beat one another. Yes, E IS the father (and he knows). Yes, we were meant to be married.

16 Aug was my next appt with the docs and all is well in the world! She said “ok, it could be any time now”.

Well shit.

That wasn’t what I was hoping to hear.  I was hoping to hear “oh, you have time left so go ahead and relax and take your time”. Instead, what I heard was “Commence freaking out because you’re screwed”


Now I’m just in a “hurry up and wait” pattern. Waiting for the minute that I think I might have peed myself, only to discover “hey look, there’s a little arm coming out”. Wait no, The Sibling said that can’t happen.

We’ll see.

I’m a Slacker, I know

32 Weeks
33 Weeks
I’m a slacker with this blog thing, I know. I apologize.
So we reached (and passed) 32 weeks, YAY! This was where the docs were worried I wouldn’t reach but the odds were beaten and we’re now in the home stretch.
As much as I can’t wait to meet her and see her personality (which, if movement is any indictation, she will be full of personality), and just have her here. However, there are still things I need to get done so let’s have her bake a little longer.
I actually found myself explaining a situation to E and I used a turkey as an example. I kind of feel bad for referring to my daughter as a turkey but hey, it fit. E wasn’t understanding why she’d have to go into the NICU if I gave birth between 30 and 34 weeks. I said, think of me as a slow roaster. Right now I’m slow roasting the baby until she’s completely done. Slow roasting takes 40 weeks. When you take something out of the over too soon and it’s undercooked, you have to microwave it to ensure “doneness”. Well, in this case, the NICU would be the microwave and they’d have to finish cooking her from the outside.
I think he understood that analogy. Either that or I made him very hungry. Who knows.
I’ll hit 34 weeks tomorrow and Monday, I have a follow up with the Fetal Echo sonographer and the Neonatalogist. If all goes well, we won’t have to be back at all! The OB wants me to come back on tuesday so next week is going to be full of all appts baby. I’m looking forward to seeing her on the big screen again, I won’t lie 🙂
Nursery is complete, a name has been 95% settled on (I think, and no, it’s not Regina), and we have almost everything we need for when she first comes home. Minus, of course, formula. So for all of my family reading this, pls bring big bags to the hospital when you meet the baby so you can sneak some formula out for us 🙂 just kidding… but not really.

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