Due Date, Due Date

Today the baby is due.

To be perfectly honest with you I fully expected to have a several day old, if not several week old baby in my arms by now. Jack was early and I expected this one to be early too. I left work super early so I'd be ready (since I wasn't with Jack) and now to spite me and my preparedness this child is apparently bound and determined to be late.

That is just how life works. I left at the last possible minute with Jack and wasn't ready at all and wasn't rested at all and he was early. This one I am sitting around in utter discomfort, twiddling my thumbs waiting for the baby to arrive.

I am just sick of being fat and I'm sick of weird pains. I went to the OB yesturday and she said if she had to place a bet she'd think I had atleast another week before the baby would come. She also said she'd never seen a baby with his head engaged that still managed to have his legs all up in his mothers ribs and lamented my extreme discomfort as the bablet kicked off my ribs with much force and head butted my cervix. OUCH!!

Also Im' sick of not being able to keep up with Jack. He can run faster than his ginormously fat mother now and is using it to his advantage.

Last week I took him to a large community park with several friends and their kids and was taking full advantage of my slow, rotundness. He ran off at full speed for the swings and got butted in the face by a 15 year old high swinging tushy before I could get to him. He almost catapulted off a 3 foot wall but i was luckily able to haul my fat tush up it and down the other side to save him in time, although I sacrificed some pulled muscles in the process and he ran into the community centre and joined in a class before I could catch him. He also got stuck in a covered slide and thank goodness Janeth was there and thin enough to crawl in and get him.

He is QUITE an adventurous soul that child.

Anyways, I dont' want to complain too much. Actually I DO WANT to complain too much but i'm sure many women that have gone far past their due dates would punch me in the face if I complained too much at this point so I won't.. BUt PLEASE let this baby come soon before I die of discomfort and anticipation.

Mat. Leave

Well I have officially been on Maternity Leave for this baby for one week now. Well technically I"m currently using up extra vacation which is awesome because since its vacation and not technical mat. leave Jack is still in daycare for as long as I need/want each day so I can actually get stuff done around the house.

I have been scurrying around the last week trying to prepare for this baby without exhausting myself too much. With Jack I barely had anytime off before I had him and we had next to nothing ready when he was born. We figured with our first we'd be late if anything, but that little boy had to be early so we were not ready! Add to that I was SOOO TIRED I just wanted to die when I went into labour with him. I'd been away from home for a few days visiting and had not slept well and went into labour right before I went to bed and UGH! It was not good.

So with this one I"m trying sooooo hard to actually be ready and rested! So far its working, but please pray for me that this little baby does not come until atleast Saturday! I need this week to finish up everything! (and yes I know I"m a FREAK and most people hope for early babies, but such is life!)

My Due date is March 25th so its coming up quickly and aside from not being ready to have this baby I am SOOOOOO READY to have this baby. My body feels like its about to crap out on me. For the last two weeks I"ve been retaining water like CRAZY! and who knew but retaining water makes you HURT so bad! SEriously this pregnancy up until last week I'd only put on 10 pounds total, then last week. 5 pounds in one week. HELLO water retention! UGH!

I also dont' think Jack is at all ready for this baby. He sort of knows its coming and I can see hes struggling with it! I'm sure he'll be fine after a few weeks of adjustment, but we are trying to give him all the extra love and attention we can now.

He is way to cute for words lately. He's had a verbal explosion the last few weeks (thank goodness!) and is saying about 10 new words a day. YEsturday he decided it would be appropriate to climb up on my stomach and stomp on my when I was lying down reading so I of course had to give him a major lecture about how inappropriate this was and he grabbed my cheeks as I was explaning that it was NOT COOL and said Kisses Momma and kissed me... haha so cute! HOw could I be upset at him after that!

I know I Stink at blogging lately, but now I"m off work and I think I'll get back into it.. excuse my return post of MAJOR scatterbrainedness.... I"m 9 months pregnant you know.. so I use it as an excuse to not have a clear brain!