Maternity Leave & Fantasy Football Draft

Finally! Friday was my last day at work for 12 weeks. We have quite a bit to do around the house before the baby comes. It's a disaster and I would like to start out with a clean house. I know it won't last, but it would still be nice to at least not come home to a giant pig sty. Lily's room (her half at least) is ready for her. The office/music room half is better than it was. We just have so much stuff that we're not sure what to do with. It doesn't help that both Jesus and I hate to get rid of things. "But I've had it since high school!" or "I might use it someday!" It's only going to get worse with one more little life around. "She had it when she was born!" "My great aunt's mom's brother's kid's dog's uncle gave it to her!" Could be fun!

Preseason football has also begun, which means that the Fantasy Football draft is Labor Day weekend. I probably won't have the pleasure of being there. It takes a good 3 or 4 hours for them to get through everybody and pick all the players. I'm thinking that my time will be better spent elsewhere. Especially with a 1-2 week old. We're hoping closer to 2 weeks old. 3 weeks old would even be okay with me.

Come out Lily! We're all waiting patiently! Okay, impatiently, but who's counting?

Moving Along Nicely

We had the latest weekly doctor appointment this morning. I had her check how things were progressing (if at all) just for the fun of it. She stripped my membranes, which didnt hurt at all. My sister said it hurt like a you-know-what, but I think she's just a big weenie :-) Love ya Sis!! Anyways, the doctor said that I'm now at 2cm, Station 2 (baby's headed south) and about 50% effaced. If you dont know what all these terms mean, it may be for the better. So all in all, we're moving along nicely! Only a week and a half until my due date!

Maternity Photos

This evening Jesus and I embarked on a new adventure with Jessica, a gal from my office. I had convinced Jesus that I wanted to have maternity pictures done. He didn't really see the reason for them, but I finally persuaded him that it would be fun and would create some good memories of our first pregnancy. I was discussing this with Jessica one day at work and how it's kind of expensive, when we came up with a brilliant idea. She should do our pictures!! That's a fabulous idea!

So today, after work, the 3 of us went over to my parent's house (they have a much more interesting backyard than we do) to do the photo session. It was so much fun! She got so many cute pictures, I don't know how I'm ever going to decide which ones to print.

She also got some cute ones of the dog that my parents are watching for the week.


This is one of my very favorites. We're going to have this one printed and put it in a big frame over Lily's crib.


I really wanted to take this one because Jesus and I forgot to have our wedding photographer take a picture of our rings when we got married. So this will do just fine. Though Jesus' hands make me look rather pale. Guess that goes with the territory of marrying a Mexican!

Jessica and I thought found one like this online when we were searching for examples. We thought it would be really fun to do. I like how it turned out. I think it looks really good in black and white.

Did We Move?

Did we move without me knowing it? Why does it seem like we're living in the middle of the Mojave Desert? The high (according to Google) is 106 for both today and tomorrow. The high for Eastern oregon is in the upper 90's. Why is it hotter here than over there in the real desert? What's going on? I blame global warming. Why not, everything else gets blamed on global warming.

Last night, when I went to bed, it was 90 or so degrees in our bedroom. I did end up falling asleep and I actually slept fairly well. But it wasnt without both fans on high (high does not equal quiet) and the window wide open. We're talking not even the blinds were pulled. I'm sorry to all my neighbors who had to see prego lady walking around in her underwear. Actually, just deal with it. If you dont want to see it, dont look in my window! :-)

Luckily, my wonderful husband has tracked down the last air conditioner window unit in stores. He finally found the very last one at KMart. It was the display model, so he got them to knock of $75. I knew I kept him around for some reason! I'm so excited to be able to sleep without laying in a pool of sweat (gross, I know, sorry). He just has to figure out how to mount it in the window. It's 10,000 btus so it should cool the downstairs sufficiently.

My Clothes Don't Fit

I've finally realized yesterday that the maternity jeans I've been wearing since I couldn't fit into my regular jeans no longer fit me. It takes too much effort to get them on (I actually ripped the belt loop on one pair. Sorry Em!) and once I get them on, I feel like they're falling down but they won't pull up any farther. They're already pulled up as far as they can go. I hate that feeling! So yesterday, in a fit of dispair as I realized all my capris, the ones that actually do fit, were in the washing machine and soaking wet (thanks for doing the laundry, Babe!), I saw Jesus' shorts laying on the bed. Hey! I'll just wear his shorts! They're big enough, they're just like capris anyways, right? So I put his shorts on and had a good 3-4 inches before the button would even thing about fitting into the buttonhole :-( Boo!

I went downstairs to whine and cry to Jesus, and it turns out I picked the smallest pair of shorts he has. He barely even fits into them. So he dropped trou right there in the living room and gave me the pair of shorts he was wearing. Isn't that sweet? I've heard of people giving you the shirt of their backs, but how about the pants/shorts off their butt? I've decided that I really like his shorts. They're comfy! But I did have to wear his belt with them (my belts dont fit), and he had to buckle it for me because I can't see it to get everything lined up to go in the holes. The good thing is that I still had another hole before the belt was maxed out. Yay! (we won't mention that he usually wears his belt on the next to smallest hole)

Childbirth Classes

Jesus and I have begun our childbirth classes at the hospital. Our second class was last night. We've both decided that it's not nearly as bad and boring as we thought it would be. It really helps that the instructor has a sense of humor. She reminds us of a certain Type A, "red" (very red) woman at church. She has the same mannerisms and it's just funny! Last night we did some massage and relaxation techniques. The instructor needed a volunteer, so I gave Jesus the "go be the volunteer" elbow. He's so glad he did! She used him to show everyone how to do the massages. What an awful thing to volunteer for! The massage and relaxation is our homework for the week. It's going to be a terrible week. She also had the birthing ball out for everyone to try. Jesus decided that we were stopping by Fred Meyer to get one on the way home. And we did! I'm just surprised it didn't get pumped up last night. I'm sure it will be by the time I get home tonight.