So I was thinking back through the last nine months (I'll save you from the first month), and thought I would share some highlights, or did you knows, things I've heard, and maybe some trials.
First of all, I am so blessed to be pregnant, and we are really looking forward to holding this little one in our arms.
Did you know I woke up somewhere around 4am and took a pregnancy test, and went back to bed without looking at it? John was the first to see the results.
We kept the pregnancy a secret, to the extent that I even fooled those who got me wine for my birthday! "What a perfect gift!" (never mind that I won't be able to enjoy it for a year) "Thank you so much, I love this wine!" I stink at keeping secrets, usually, but was pretty good that time.
John wanted to learn the gender of the baby, but when it came to the ultrasound, we told the tech we didn't want to know. That didn't keep him from watching very closely, though! I was thoroughly mesmerized by the detail of the ultrasound, watching the little heart beat so regularly and gazing at that tiny little face, hands, feet, everything! Not learning the gender has driven many others crazy, and sometimes I think I would like to know, but I will know just as soon as this little monster decides to join the outside world. Then, all those who are dying to buy little pink frillies or adorable blue outfits can do so.
It was a pleasantly cool summer, so I was pretty lucky there, with a few exceptions, like this fall the away football games got a little toasty. The Lewistown Fair was one of those warmer days too, but one of my favorite stories happened there. A woman with Down's Syndrome came up to me in the restroom, put her hands on my belly, and breathlessly said, "is there a baby in there?" "Yes, there is!" came my reply. "Are you the mommy?" Yes, yes I am!
A wonderful shower was put on for this baby, with lots of friends helping and a lot of local women in attendance, and we have been blessed with so many baby gifts it's overwhelming! We really appreciate everything everyone has given us; gifts, handed down baby gear, support, advice, and prayer.
And now, in the last week, I get about half a dozen calls a day, checking to make sure we're doing okay, making sure we haven't hurried off to Miles in labor. As I wish this baby would make it's grand entrance, I see how many others are waiting with bated breath and feel so loved. So thank you all, again.
And, my favorite piece of advice from a friend who delivered alongside the road a month ago: "wear pants when you go into labor, not a dress"
If this baby is still tucked cozily inside on Tuesday, we will head in for another doctor's appointment and consider induction at that time.
Laney, drying a circle so it's ready for a second coat. She's a pro with a blowdryer, and so excited to be able to help!
The cradle my dad built; my picture is crooked, not the cradle!
The changing table my dad built; I need to paint the drawer pulls. I'm thinking the green color of the walls.
