almost 36 weeks

well i made it 16 more hours at work before they slapped me back on bed rest. there seems to be a great amount of confusion and disagreement with my doctors as to what they want done with me. instead they tell me to wait until such and such day, i show up expecting a plan, and am told to wait again. i suppose baby's can't be convenient or planned. so here i am, reasonably bored, trying to suppress the urge to clean the apartment from top to bottom!

3 and counting

Well bremner baby gave me quite a day yesterday! We had decided yesterday would be my last day to take the car because doing so leaves Sean in K.O.P. 46 minutes away with no way to get to me if I go into labor. I had planned my day accordingly, trying to fit in appointments at the OB, and salon to get my hair done, etc... Well i never made it past my first appointment of the day because the doctor sent me to triage with high blood pressures, and triage held me for about two hours, and of course Sean was stuck at work with no car to come be with me, and our families are so far away, and I had not packed a labor bag or bough diapers. You know, the things most girls get done like around 32 weeks to be ready. Luckily they let me leave, but now I am on bedrest til further notice. I am not a good bed rest candidate. Typical nurse, I ran strait to traget to buy diapers, and then got my hair done before commiting to bed for the next few days. So I am here, and I am bored already!

4 to go!

Well there are about four weeks left in this here pregnancy, but the consensus is that it will more than likely be two or three! I have tried my hardest to seize the moment, enjoy the here and now, etc... Then, aboot two or three weeks ago, I started mentally throwing in the towel. I am tired, my body is tired, bending, walking, sitting, working, and even sleeping seem to take a tremendous toll on me. Additionally, I find myself less than pleased to answer questions like, when are you due, are you sure you aren't having twins, what is it, what will you name it, are you sure you should be my nurse!?! As if, in the event I went into labor, I would just bail out and no one would step in to care for my patients. If I was just asked these things once a day I could manage, but every patient, family member, visitor, grocery store clerk, and even the cafeteria cashier asks them. I need a shirt that says, "Due date FEB 2, pretty darn sure it aint twins, we don't know the sex, and yes I am competent and able to take care of your every whim and need today!"
Now, back to seizing the moment, I am trying to still enjoy all the little kicks and rolls because I am sure that is a phenomena that I will miss when it is gone. And now to go to bed, after peeing once more just to try and stem off my first bathroom trip of the night!

35 Weeks and Counting

We just got home from the most relaxing weekend I think I have ever had! We took a short weekend trip to Princeton, NJ just to get away and spend time together before baby mania begins. It was a nice post Christmas hiatus. Only 5 more weeks to go, unless little one comes early. I am happy to be home tonight and waiting! Now that the holidays have passed, I feel like we can actually get things together and get ready.

Thank goodness I come from a family of photographers! While we were down south for Thanksgiving my sister was able to do a quick session of pregnancy photos with me. Suffice it to say, she works wonders with a camera because I hardly felt pretty being very swollen and tired from traveling.
My suspicions about the size of this little one were entirely true, as last week my Doctor confirmed the baby feels quite big and we should be preparing ourselves for the possibility of an early arrival! I am still waiting for Christmas to be over, then we will get it together and get ready for this little one to come!

Books, baby clothes, and the need to buy diapers

yesterday the floor guy at work said, "man I give you two more weeks before that baby come!" Now, I feel that highly unlikely, and I am starting to feel like I will probably just keep being pregnant forever, well past Feb. 2nd. There is still something perfect and sweet about being pregnant and feeling the baby move in the morning when I am getting up, or kicking around while we eat dinner. I still try to remind myself not to get too tired of being pregnant because this state in life only happens so many times, and only lasts so long before it is over and done with. That being said, it is fairly normal that women go into labor around 35, 36, and 38 weeks, and it has dawned on me that we have yet to buy diapers! I feel that we have enough little shirts and things to get us by for the immediate bringing home of baby, but the need for huggies is sort of obvious. I keep thinking that I will do it all after Christmas, the shopping for mundane kind of essentials like that, so it would behoove this child to stay put until after the holidays, or face a life of bare bottomness. Either way, I feel the count is on! only 7 or so more weeks to go!

Call it nesting, I suppose that is what this is. I get extreme satisfaction out of washing and folding baby things. Thanks to my mom and dad, we have all the little onesies and socks necessary to get us started as well as some blankets and sleepers. Thanks to the bremner clan we have an awesome crib and bedding for little one to sleep in. They are all washed, folded, and have no place to go. I can't figure out where we will put them away. I am sure I will think of something. So we now have one little outfit for a boy and one for a girl to take the baby home in. I am so excited to see what the baby is and what he or she will look like! It is hard to believe that some little human will fit into clothes that small! And that we will take said little person home with us to care for!