"I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails.
I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp.
I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbors children.
I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden.
I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder.
I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived."
— Marjorie Pay Hinckley

Sunday, August 28, 2011

38 weeks down, two to go!

...more or less. Right now I kind of feel like I'll be pregnant forever, but I still have a lot to do to get ready for my sub at school. Everything else is ready. The baby's room is all painted, decorated, and clean (except for the carseat in the middle of the floor!). The bags are packed and in my car. I'm pre-registered at the hospital and the money to pay for it is on its way. I keep telling myself that I want to wait until September though, because our family doesn't need any more August birthdays. Mel wants this baby born in August so he can still have September to himself! :D I keep telling him that even if I have him in the next 3 days, Juli will still have her baby in September, so it won't work anyway. I'm honestly mostly ready just to not be pregnant any more. Don't get me wrong, it has been a very fun and exciting 8.5 months and I wouldn't trade it for the world, but I'm done. I just got this fairly sharp pain every time I put weight on my left leg. It's probably round ligament pain or something and it just doesn't feel good. Not to mention the spot on my right side that is VERY sore to the touch, and the pelvic pain. Then there's the waking up multiple times every night simply because I can't get comfortable (I only have to use the bathroom once or twice). Usually I'm just too hot to sleep anyway.

I'm sorry that this post turned out to be such a gripe-fest. That's how I'm feeling today. I do know, however, that it could be so much worse and I'm grateful that it's not. I'm still convinced that my labor and delivery will go smoothly, simply because we can't afford for it not to (and we've been paying our tithing!). Anyway, I'll get some pictures up of the growing (read HUGE) belly and hopefully Mel will put together his little animation/movie of the pictures we've taken almost every week since before I really started to show.

I just can't believe that it's all happening. I still feel like someone is going to show up at my door and explain that they made a mistake and that this isn't really my baby, he was supposed to go to someone else. I really am looking forward to starting this new adventure (even though it sometimes terrifies me as well). I guess we just get to play the waiting game for a while. Maybe teaching school will help things progress a little more quickly. :D
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  1. RachaelAugust 28, 2011 at 5:37 PM

    The last couple of weeks are the hardest! Hang in there. :-)

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