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my due date is tomorrow. tomorrow!
where has the time gone?

we are ready for this little bundle to arrive. The "to do before baby" list on the calendar {that I thought would never get done} is done. And we made it past Brock's crazy week of finals...so, any day now baby! Right now would be wonderful :)

I went into labor the day after my due date with Trey and he was born two days later. In my mind I am imagining a long labor again {what else could I compare it to} but my doctor assures me the second one is faster...we'll see.
Last night from 9pm to about 2am I was having contractions, they were every five minutes and were getting to the point where they were feeling like "real" ones...but then they slowed down and then the stopped. I cried.  I wanted it to be time.
I am ready to go into labor. I am ready to meet this little baby. I am ready to not be 40 weeks pregnant.

But, I am trying to mentally prepare myself that I could still go another 2 weeks and still be pregnant...in the mean time I {have, and} will be trying every "self induction" technique there is!

{last belly picture}


a few confessions

I am addicted to the smell of baby laundry detergent. Like borderline "my strange addiction". After all the baby clothes were washed and folded I sat for about 5 minutes smelling a blanket...with my eyes clothes...I may have even been rocking back and forth.

I've seen the preview for Titanic in 3D a handful of times. When it gets to the part when the boat cracks in half and Celine starts belting "my heart will go on" - I'm bawling. This is why I refuse to ever see this move again.

I've eaten an apple with peanut butter for lunch everyday for the last 2 months.

I make Trey play with my hair- actually you can't really "make" him do anything.. so maybe he doesn't mind?

I drink straight out of the milk jug. Milk is one thing I CANNOT get enough of it when I am pregnant, and I simply can't be bothered with a glass.

I decided our baby's name will be Baby. We cannot decide on a name- I'm really hoping that whole "you'll know when you see them" thing will really work!


it's almost time

At my doctor's appointment today she gave me "my papers"...you know those papers you take the hospital when you're HAVING A BABY!
I don't know why, but my mind has not been able to keep up to my body the past 9 months. Somehow getting those papers made it all sink in.
This baby's due date is in 17 days.
So, on the way home I picked up some onesies, diapers and soothers, then I washed all the baby clothes {while having contractions...just in case the papers didn't bring me up to speed} I think I'm ready.

We are so excited to meet this new little baby, but I am also a little sad that I won't be pregnant anymore. I know it sounds crazy- I feel a little crazy typing it out...being sick, tired and sore all the time is no cup of tea, but when I think about what a miracle it is to be able to have a little baby growing, moving, kicking and hiccuping inside of me, all of the aches and pains are overcome by such an overwhelming feeling of gratitude. So, even though we are anxious to kiss those little cheeks, I am trying to remember to enjoy these days when it's "just the two of us"


wonderful weekend.

-that is the best way I can think to describe this past weekend.

We spent Saturday and Sunday snuggling and listening to General Conference, napping, and going for walks. It was wonderful.
When I woke up this morning with the sun shining and my mind full of thoughts and feelings from conference I felt so rejuvenated.
I loved every message. I love how the Prophet and Apostles have the perfect way of making me realize I can do better, but at the same time inspiring me to know that I can!
I love knowing I can become better everyday. I love my family. I love the gospel.