Baby you Big! You Chunky!

I had an eye opening experience yesterday, that left me feeling scared and wishing I wouldn't have found out the information I did. I had a sonogram appointment. Any other time I would have been jumping up and down, happy to see my baby. Heck, I've been trying to weasel a sonogram out of my doctor for the past 4 months. Yesterday, I was wishing I never walked into that sono room.

First of all, since I'm in my 39th week we couldn't see much at all. The baby was so big the sono tech couldn't even get an accurate measurement of the baby's head b/c it was off of the screen! OFF OF THE SCREEN I SAY! Not something that comforts me because eventually that big ol' noggin has to come out of me! Next she tried to get a measurement of the baby's belly. That too was so big it was OFF OF THE SCREEN! In fact, there really wasn't too much we could get a good view of. We saw part of the femur bone, part of the spine, head, stomach, and that was about it. It wasn’t like the last time I saw my sweet little boy and could actually see him. It was very anti climatic.
The sono tech put all of the measurements that she could get into the computer which then calculated everything and gave us the estimated size of my little one. Are you ready for this?!? 9 pounds 8 oz give or take a pound. Let me say that again.....9 POUNDS 8 OZ GIVE OR TAKE A POUND!! I don't know about you, but to me that is one big baby! One big baby that I'm going to have to deliver into this world! It took everything I could not to get up and run out of that room as fast as I could and go hide (like that would help.)
I then get the lovely call from my doctor letting me know what my options are for delivering the big guy. Even though my due date is still about a week away, they don't want to see me go that far. Every day he stays in my stomach the bigger he gets. Yea! They are also concerned about me going into labor and not being physically able to deliver him. It's not the head they worry about it's his shoulders. She wanted to make me aware that I could go into labor and then have to have a c-section because of this. I really don't want to have a c-section so this bit of news didn't sit comfortably with me. She did say that if I go into labor in the next day or so they would feel better and right now they didn't see why I couldn't stick to my original birth plan.
But, and there is always a but.....if I haven't had him by next Wednesday they want to start talking to me about inducing or scheduling a c-section. Ugh! The two things I wanted to avoid all together slapped me in the face and could be a reality. I didn't sleep well at all last night. I kept thinking about this big baby and how this is all going to go down. I know in the end I will have a beautiful baby boy and that is really all that matters. I have to have faith that the man upstairs knows what he's doing and it will all play out how it is supposed to. I also need to be thankful that I do have a big healthy baby. So with that said, I ask all of you to pray for me and keep your fingers crossed he comes soon! I'm going to try everything I can to bring this on and I hope the next time I write on this blog it's to tell you how wonderful being a mom is! Until then, I leave you with this video that has been inside joke with John and I for most of my pregnancy and it makes me smile and now it fits more than ever. Enjoy!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zMcLn6YjsBg

Time is standing still!

Has Father Time taken a vacation and not let me know it? I feel like time is standing still and I've been pregnant for years. With only a week and a half to go before my due date, I want nothing more than for little Evan to get here. I'm over the honeymoon stage of being pregnant and now I'm just here. Uncomfortable, tired, and in limbo.


I want to get out and do things, but when I do I get so tired from carrying around this little bundle of joy that I can't do all I want. People keep telling me to get some rest and enjoy these last final days before Evan gets here, but I can't sleep. I'm up every hour on the hour it feels like. My extra strength Tylenol PM Rapid Release tablets don't even have an effect on me anymore. In fact, last night I took some early in hopes that if I dozed off early it would make up for all the times I'm up in the middle of the night. Instead of getting sleepy, I got a burst of energy! I found myself in the kitchen scrubbing our white grout with a Mr. Clean Magic eraser. Why? I have no idea, but it was a way for me to channel my energy at something.

Last week when John and I went in to see my doctor for my weekly appointment she told me that Evan had dropped as low as he can be without him being out of my body and that she would be surprised if I went to my due date. I'm starting to have my doubts. My two friends that were due a month before me both went past their due dates (a week at that!). I am holding on to the doctor’s words though and hoping Evan will be here any day or minute. I have this weird feeling about the 14th or 16th of April, that he may make his grand entrance then. Their is no scientific reason behind this feeling, but I feel like he will be here on one of those days. Tomorrow is the 14th, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed my intuition is right. This means I will be taking a long walk tonight, maybe eating some spicy food, and some other things I won’t go into detail about.

Please keep your fingers crossed something happens soon, or I just might lose it and go crazy and that is never good! In the meantime, I'll have a talk with Father Time and tell him he's been on vacation long enough!

The count down has officially begun!

With only 3 weeks left to go in my pregnancy the count down has officially begun and I couldn't be happier! I am so ready to meet Evan and start my next journey in life as a mom. I'm also ready to not be pregnant anymore. I really do think God makes the last month and a half of pregnancy uncomfortable to get you ready to take on labor and being a parent to a newborn.

For the most part I've really enjoyed being pregnant and at times felt like I was on top of the world. These last few weeks have been a little rough on me. The crazy twinges of pain I've been getting in my pelvis lately coupled with the sleepless nights have made pregnancy almost unbearable. I find myself contemplating life lately and how different things are going to be. I'm doing my best to take it easy and soak in the quiet moments and enjoy them because I know they will be few and far between. I'm also trying to enjoy every moment I have with John because it will no longer just be me and him. I've been on this emotional roller coaster and I feel antsy. I'm excited and scared of the unknown. I keep hearing how a baby changes everything, and even though I'm ready for that change I'm also nervous for it.
I want to be the best mom I can be to Evan, but it’s weird because I've never been a mom before so how do I know what the best mom is? I know the choices I make in his life when he is younger will affect him his whole life which is a lot of pressure. I can only hope and pray that God will steer me in the right direction, and know that if I do everything in my power to lead by example Evan will grow up right.
It's crazy how your thoughts and concerns in life can change in just a matter of months. I'm ready to meet my sweet little boy and to have the joys and heartache of parenting begin.
Here's hoping these next few weeks pass quickly and Evan is on time!