Ready or Not

  Last Wednesday, our prenatal appointment went great. I was a little worried, because the doctor told me that I had gained several pounds too quickly & he was concerned about it. The thyroid medication that he had prescribed to me about 2 months ago was supposed to help me gain weight. Now that it's doing its job, I'm gaining too much. Interesting how some things work too well. Other than that, he said everything looked great & our little man was healthy. I love getting that report. It really makes me feel a lot better.

  Yesterday morning, I woke up & wandered into the living room with one thing on my mind. I walked into the living room & went straight to the pack & play to check on our baby boy. Then I realized he's not here yet! I'm still carrying him & we have about 2 weeks left before we'll get to hold him. I didn't tell Ronny about it right away. Instead, I started his bath water, woke him up, & pulled out his clothes. After I dressed, we ran through McDonald's for breakfast, then went for our prenatal appointment. We learned that I've dilated 2 centimeters!!! Then, yesterday at Ryan's, contractions started in the middle of lunch. I thought it was hilarious, but at the same time, I'm wondering if our little man will stay in there until the date we have set for c-section, November 11th. We have a day & 2 weeks to wait!

  I have had headaches for the past 3 days; today makes 4. My appetite has decreased, but I have to take "potty breaks" a lot more often. My breasts are tender & I have sharp pains in them. Other than that, things are pretty much the same. Nausea comes & goes, but that's not too bad. Michael pushes down really hard & stretches very often. There's more pain from his movements, but when he's moving a lot I know that he's doing okay. I got this, yo. Ha ha

  After waking Little Miss this morning & getting her off to school, I went back to bed for a little while. I dreamed I expelled my mucus plug & my water broke. I woke up slightly panicked, thinking I was having contractions. It was just Michael Grady kicking & moving his legs around, pushing against my sides & belly. Little Monkey. My dreams are exceedingly more vivid & more often about seeing him in person. Oh, I can't wait to hold him!