I'm Leaving Town

I am afraid of D-Day.

No, not the actual labor and delivery part. That part I can handle. It won't last forever. I'm a tough chic. Plenty of woman have gone through it. It's all a part of life. At the end I will hold my beautiful baby and all my dreams of being a mom will be met.
No, I am afraid of the events before and after the birth. The family drama.....

We did the hospital tour last night and they reminded us of the visiting policies. I guess I had seen them in the little pamphlet they handed out to us at the doctor's office when we found out we were indeed expecting a little one. Nothing mattered right then though. We were finally having a baby! Everything was awesome and wonderful and the birthday was so very far away. No need to worry about those things. Then the sweet nurse laid down the hammer. Only three people are allowed to visit at one time (this includes the Dad). The reality of this hit me as she was talking (I know, I sound very dramatic right now, but you haven't met either of our moms). Imagine, if you will, having to ask one of our moms, "Can you please leave the room so that one of our friends can come in and see the baby?" If both moms are in the room at the same time, which do you ask to leave?? DW is not allowed to leave. I want him there at all times! I can not handle this alone. He has so much family in the area. We will have people in and out of the room all day. Passing around my baby when all I will want to do is snuggle and stare at her. Oh, did I mention that DW's parents are divorced and his dad will be coming down with his new wife (who my MIL HATES)? Can't wait for that conversation, "Momma S, can you leave so that Pop and his wife can come in and see the baby?" Kill me now.
The nail in the coffin; No children under the age of 12 are allowed to visit. My youngest brother is 10.......and a crier.

The stars are smart for having their baby in another country........

Nice to meet you!

May I have the pleasure of introducing.......

Emma Lillian

Of course she was a little bugger and wouldn't let us see her. The tech poked me and she kicked back! It was really neat to see and feel her move at the same time. The more I look at the pictures the more I fall in love.

We had a very bad lightning storm on Monday and it scared her. She was kicking and moving like I have never felt before! I talked to her and she actually calmed down until the next boom. Then she would start back up again. Poor thing! It was pretty neat though to have her react to my voice.

Did the glucose test and they told me that no news is good news so hopefully I don't hear from them!

Still trying to unpack. Then we get to set up Emma's room! Yeah!!

Just Dropping By.....

We moved to the new house Saturday and have no internet! Everything was supposed to be switched over by Saturday, but they didn't do it. After two days and many phone calls, the best they could do was Friday (today), so let's hope it's working when I get home! Haven't had time at work to get on here, but I just wanted to check in. I will post pictures up soon. Monday I have my GD Screening. Praying I pass!! Wednesday I will have the 3D/4D ultrasound! Can't wait!!

Still Here!

Hi! It's me again! Remember me? Sorry it's been so long. So many things have happened since I last wrote, but I haven't had any time to just sit. I still really don't, but I am having a terrible day at work so I decided to post something. One more week until tax season is over! Yeah! Poor DW. I really don't know how he does it. He has been putting in 15-16 hour work days including weekends. I have been going over there most nights after I get off work. We get home and just crash! I feel like we only have a house so we can sleep and take a shower. All meals have been eaten at his desk. Oh well, almost over!

I will post pictures of the house soon. We move in on the 17th, so in between everything else, I have been trying to pack. Last week we agonized over paint colors and bought 25 samples! The poor man at Home Depot thought I was nuts! It was pretty neat seeing the color on the wall for the baby's room. Can't wait until that's done! We have a painter coming in and doing the actual work (I love DW so much for this!!) and the cleaning people will come in right after. Getting very excited.

I will also post a belly picture soon. I think I am finally "popping". Not enough that a stranger would comment, but definitely something there. DW took a few hours off to do the baby registry with me a few weekends ago. He was so sweet and patient! We were getting ready to go to Babies"R"Us and he said "You know, I am pretty excited about this. It's pretty cool stuff." My hear just melted. He was so helpful. I let him have the gun and he went to town. The cutest part was him picking out all the little stuffed animals he wants her to have. So sweet!

DW's dad bought us the crib and dresser, the one I have had my eye on before DW even agreed to start trying! I also found a TON of brand new Pooh room decor on EBay!! Looks like she is going to have the Classic Pooh room after all!! I was pretty proud of myself for snagging the stuff.

After WEEKS of agonizing, I finally picked a travel system. My mom and dad offered to pay for most of it. I love the colors!

The worst part of today was going to a funeral for a 9 month old. They have determined it was SIDS. So horrible. They were family friends that I grew up with and my heart goes out to them. I don't even want to imagine. How do you go on after that?

To end on a more positive note, I want to share with you all a blog I am following. I ran across Kelle's blog Enjoying the Small Things one day through a news article on AOL. She shared the story of her daughter being born with Down's Syndrome and the shock and grief that came with it. I sobbed through that post, but decided to browse through the rest of them. I am in awe of all her photos and how she captures the sweetest moments of her children's lives. She makes motherhood sound so beautiful and desirable. It makes me hunger even more for the day I will hold my little girl and really become "Mommie".