Week 37 and 38

The Waiting Game

I am in true amazement that the past 9 months are coming to a close. Now, we are playing the waiting game. No progress yet towards labor and delivery. Dr. is predicting that I will go between my due date--March 10--and my probable induction date--March 17. I think I can hang on until then. But it is very exciting and unsettling to not know when this thing is going to happen. Unsettling because I am the type of person who loves to put appointments on my calendar and write to-do lists. To bring order to my life, I have decided that Friday, March 11 will be my last day at work (only 10 days left!!)...but I say this with the caveat that he may come earlier. The difficult part is I don't think he will. Don't get me wrong: there are many benefits to having him "cook" a bit longer (brain development, longer time on the job means more I can take more leave when I need it, more time before the craziness ensues, etc).

I'm just so excited to meet him already! I am even more excited for his daddy and our family. I have gotten to know him fairly well over the last couple months (I am convinced that he will be a night owl because he stirs a lot after 7 PM). So my next post will most likely be after he comes. (I love saying this...) MY LAST post till he comes!

Week 36: February 13

Week 33 and 34

Daddy sets up the crib!

Week 32

Updates to the nursery, too...

Week 29 and 31

Week 29. Do you think Baby McKenrick will also be a Wahoo?? Mommy and Daddy hope so.





Week 31: Mommy is so big!!

Suspension of Disbelief

I am embarking on the 8th month of my pregnancy. And I am mostly struck by how unbelievable this all is, has been, and will be.

First of all, I cannot believe that I have made it this far into my pregnancy (even though I knew that it would be inevitable). I have to say that I am very proud of myself. I gave up most of my vices in a single day--yes, I still eat like I am 14 years old but that is my prerogative as a pregnant lady. I am amazed at how my body has changed. I think I am over the "I hate my body" phase because it no longer looks like I have simply gained 20 pounds but it actually looks like I am carry a human child inside of me. Much to the relief of my husband (and frankly, myself), pregnancy has really agreed with me. I no longer feel nauseous after rich foods, mood swings are rare to nonexistent, and the absence of a hangover in the morning is a rather welcome benefit. I love feeling our son kick or punch or stretch. My new favorite reality show is watching my belly contort after dinner. And thanks to my new Kindle I can read and watch him in my favorite position--reclining on my back.

Secondly, I cannot believe that we are having a son in nearly 60 days! This is a huge milestone in our life--if not the largest. We are officially leaving childhood and entering true adulthood. I am not scared to be responsible for another being but I am sad to be closing a chapter in my life. It is a game-changer, for sure. But I am not convinced that all fun will be sucked out of my life (seeing friends over New Years Eve with their baby was a helpful reassurance of this).

So many things that are just hard to believe!