Go Horns....gooooooo..oh, man

We're all still swooning over here after last night's loss. We all stayed up pretty late, and I've just now woken the crowd. Blaine was up anyway. He wanted to know the score. I'm proud of #3 and all he accomplished last night. Hope he doesn't beat himself up.

Guess What???

There is a small-ish chance that I will have the baby on Monday! My doctor will be swiping my membranes at 9:45 on Monday morning. Sorry for the gruesome details, but I don't think any men read my blogs. Micah and I will need to find someone to watch the kids, and we will stay downtown to see if anything happens. We are praying and crossing our fingers that it will. I'm ready to get this baby out! Secondly, it will give my poor husband so much peace to have this thing sort of planned out and over with. So, everyone can pray for Monday!

12 Days of Christmas

On the first day of Christmas my true love sent to me...
an overwhelming desire to pee!

On the second day of Christmas my true love sent to me....
cheese and nuts, no candies or sweets
and an overwhelming desire to pee!

On the third day of Christmas my true love sent to me...
swollen feet and ankles
cheese and nuts, no candies or sweets
and an overwhelming desire to pee!

On the fourth day of Christmas my true love sent to me...
a hamper full of laundry
swollen feet and ankles
cheese and nuts, no candies or sweets
and an overwhelming desire to pee!

On the fifth day of Christmas my true love sent to me...
30 days of bed rest
a hamper full of laundry
swollen feet and ankles
cheese and nuts, no candies or sweets
and an overwhelming desire to pee!

Couldn't resist, even though Christmas has passed. After all, when will I have the chance again to make a pregnancy Christmas song? Very cute idea, Tammie!

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!

We celebrated last night while the girls were at a friend's house. Our first year to not be all together. Micah and I played Scrabble with Blaine's help. We ate banana pudding, which I'm not supposed to have, nachos, and sparkling soda/champagne. Then at 9:30 we put Blaine to bed and I fell asleep on the couch while Micah watched Transformers. At 11:40 the girls came back home, and we watched the ball drop. I could sorta see it through my blurry, sleepy eyes. We all said "Happy New Year", and I finished watching Transformers with my hubby. I don't think I missed much in that two hours I was asleep. You could pretty much get the jest of it in the last 30 minutes or so. Basically, booby lady with the lip gloss that never comes off and pure white jeans (in the desert no less) was in love with the bad actor guy who had to get this magic powder to Optimus. Optimus saved the day and everyone was happy. Now see how much time I saved myself? I guess it won't go down in history as the best celebrated New Year's Eve, but neither will any of the other celebrations this month.

I have to whine here a little. You see, I am now 36 weeks as of today, and I am ready for this baby. Yesterday a nurse at the dietician's office asked me what my labor plan was. I looked at her blankly and replied, "To get the baby out." I didn't know what she meant. Did she mean "I want an epidural or I want to experience as much pain as humanly possible?" What did she mean? I couldn't figure it out. Finally, she clarified that she wanted to know if a specific date was set. Oh, in that case "no"; my doctor prefers to wait until I am completely miserable and cannot get out of bed. How's that for an answer?

Now I must clarify all this whining with a little praise. I am so thankful that we have not had to deal with NICU or tubes for baby, heart monitors and the like. I am so thankful that God has spared us all of that. And if I make it to next Friday she will be completely full-term, which I fully expect because everyone is praying for that.

My next whine I hope no one will really perceive it as such. It's really just how I feel. And while everything can be right in the world, with a beautiful baby growing inside we still have feelings. I can't help that. Believe me, I've tried. Things are just hard. It's hard for both of us. Christmas came and went with what seemed like little tradition or connectivity. I was here. I see the pictures of me sitting on the couch, but my heart wasn't in it. I opened presents, said thank you and genuinely felt excited about a few things. But, all I really wanted for Christmas was a baby. I can't help it. It is all I think about.

Then we had our anniversary. It was the floppiest year ever for an anniversary. We have been married for 14 wonderful years, and that is what I had to focus on. I have the most wonderful husband in all of history by my side. The wonderful times we have had together outnumber all of life's miseries. For 13 years we have done something special on our anniversary, without fail. The only other year we didn't is when I was pregnant with Elizabeth. Actually, if anyone hasn't noticed Elizabeth and Abigail's due date is only one week apart. So I was just as miserably pregnant back then as I am now. Anyway, for our anniversary my mom watched the kids while we went on a much needed date. We went to La Madeleine's, drove around, and walked through Half Price Books for 20 minutes. It wasn't even actually our anniversary. It was the day before. Micah thought he'd have to work late on our anniversary. We had a great time. I just wish we could have been in a bed and breakfast somewhere. We had a nice, long 3 hour date. My husband was exhausted the last hour. It was difficult for me to sit at the table because the baby is so squished against my legs I have to sit up completely straight or lean back a little to actually sit. Or, I have to sit with my legs completely apart so that the baby can fit between my lap. It is difficult to then lean forward to eat in such a matter. I think I am more disappointed in myself instead of the situation. I didn't even write him a card or a letter. I didn't buy him anything because I didn't think of it. What a loser.

And now in the background Regis and Kathy Lee are sharing a story of a beautiful mom who died from cervical cancer at 34. My life isn't so bad. I just miss life being normal like it used to be. I miss it so very much, and I look forward to this year and all it's celebrations, hoping they will be better.

Thank you all for posting

I guess I have a little apologizing to do because I was the one wagging my finger and now I am just getting around to posting!!! Well, maybe I have a good enough excuse. I'm up when I shouldn't be, but right now I really don't care. I will lay down in a minute.

It just occurred to me this morning that I could log into my bookmarks from Micah's laptop. My computer is upstairs, which I am banned from for all eternity. The kids take pictures to show me the good work they've done to clean their rooms or the study. It's so cute.

We are ready for Christmas. I have shopped vicariously through the computer and other people, mainly my mom. All is wrapped and under the tree, again thanks to my mom, Micah, and the kids. God has given me much grace to just be okay with everything. Maybe the total, preoccupation with baby has something to do with it. But I'm really okay with resting, on most days. Mostly, I just miss everyone. But in time I will peak out into the world and get reacquainted with all those I have missed, including all of you wonderful family.

What Did I Miss??

Okay, what happened to Kara's blog??? Did everyone know about this and I am just now finding out? This is not funny.

December Blogging

I'm blogging because not many others are right now. How boring is that??? Pretty much so. I think everyone is catching up with Thanksgiving and trying to get a handle on Christmas. But let me just say that none of us are allowed to stop blogging during December! It is illegal, do you understand? I must hear about all of your lives and how you are doing. I want to hear about all your shopping escapades and wonderful deals. Oh, and all the parties and how much fun or not so fun they are. So, please get those typing fingers ready.

I am doing well. Having a pretty good week actually. I am looking forward to Amber's wedding and hoping I will still feel good on Saturday. Baby is rolling around and happy as usual. My mom is coming next week! Hurray!!!