At the beginning of the day Ryan is clean and fully dressed... these are pictures of him at noon... you can imagine what he looks like by 6:00pm (Imagine this plus or minus a few articles of clothing + splatters of paint, marker, dirt and food).
With less then 10 days to go I am VERY uncomfortable. Today I was so uncomfortable, for at least part of the day I thought I was going into labor. I go back to the doctor tomorrow for a check up and another non-stress test, so I guess we'll see if I'm making any progress.
Here I am with 11 days until my due date (38.5 weeks). I popped late but I still popped :) My Docs tell me I am 1 centimeter dilated.. so the process has begun, with Ryan I was at this point 7 days before giving birth which would put me at about the 13th to give birth.
Ryan had a 4th of July parade and ice cream social today at school! It was the first time I got to spend some time with him at school, we both had a lot of fun. He got to wear a fun hat he decorated, a cape, a bracelet and wave a flag he decorated. Even the Mayor of our town came to celebrate! After the parade we had ice cream with hot fudge and sprinkles, can you imagine anything better to a 2 year old?.JPG)
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I just had my 38 week appointment. I had another non-stress test to make sure baby is okay with the blood sugar medicine. She is doing wonderfully, dealing with lower blood sugar just as they hoped she would. My doctor mentioned that if I don't go into labor by my due date they will induce me, so most likely we will have little Audrey in the next 16 days! I was excited when he said it, then it hit me just how short amount of time that is, literally we will probably schedule an induction next week!
Me: Do I have stretch marks on the bottom half of my stomach?
Don: *Silence*
Me: I can't see below my belly button so I really don't know.
Don: *Silence*
Me: We should probably just move on....
It has been HOT lately (today the actual temp was 98... I don't have the heart to look up the 'feels like' temp). The only way I can stand to be outside after about 10:30am is to have water time. It's 100 degrees outside while only 74 degrees in my house and I am 8 1/2 months pregnant... do you blame me?
Today we started out at the neighborhood pool from 8-9:30am and then the afternoon was spent with the sprinkler going and the turtle pool full.
Come Thursday the weather is going to get a little better and I might actually be willing to go outside without an endless supply of cold water on hand!
A few nights ago I was rocking Ryan to sleep, his eyes were closed and he was almost out. All of a sudden he lifts his head, pulls away from me grabs either side of my stomach and says "Big"..... Way to make a girl feel good :) Luckily I was laughing too hard to take offense.
So I broke, not physically but mentally. On Friday I had my first all out overanxious, soon to be mom of two moment.
It all started when I decided to do my kick count while Ryan was taking a nap and I got a big fat nothing. My doctor defines a kick count as taking 1 hour out of your day to make sure you feel at least 4 kicks (or some sort of movement), if you don’t then you have to drink something cold and sweet and then try it again. I got one kick, and only because I poked her hard in the foot.
I called the doctor, it is at that time about 2:30pm on Friday… the nurses and doctors want to go home, they obviously are not pleased with me calling but what can they do? They have a panicking mom on their hands and they have to do something. While I have been calm throughout all the stuff that has happened throughout the pregnancy I am in a total tizzy over the kick count. There is slight hyperventilation on my part, I am imagining that I get there and get rushed to the hospital because something is wrong; I am imagining that I have run out of amniotic fluid and baby is not doing well. I know all the bad stuff that can happen, and I was going through the list in my head. The nurse on the phone told me to come in right away (I know they had no choice but to tell me this, but I of course take It as a sign that something really is wrong), so I wake up Ryan from his nap (this tells you how much panic I was in… it takes a lot for me to justify waking up a sleeping toddler) and force us immediately the door.
They gave me a non-stress test and after 25 minutes or so they declare everything to be okay. No signs of any sort of distress. This of course could be due to the fact that after dragging myself and my sleepy 2 year old son in 98 degree weather 25 minutes away to the doctor’s office that Audrey decided to start kicking like crazy… but whatever. I must focus on the fact that she did start kick-boxing me, and that is what is important, even if it did make me look like a crazy overanxious mom.
They did discover that my blood sugar is starting to get pretty high, even while fasting so they put me on meds, so if nothing else at least I got that dealt with, that and I am no longer a basket case made going to the doctor worthwhile. I go back in Thursday for another checkup and non-stress test, hopefully I can stay calm and stay away from the doctor until then!
Today Ryan and I were playing with one of his toy cars. The doors and hood open and close on the car which he thinks is super cool. He got really frustrated because the trunk doesn't open, it just isn't designed to. I told him the trunk was locked since there was really nothing I could do about it. He ran off in frustration, I thought that would be the end of it. He came back about a minute later holding out my car keys so that I could unlock his toy car.... There is no getting away with anything with this kid.
Being almost 37 weeks pregnant and the temperature outside reaching 100 is not a good combination.
With 2 days in a row of 95+ degree days (they say the feels like temp is 105 today) and at least 4 more to go I have been staying inside in the air conditioning. The second I go out, even to get the mail I feel like the life force has been sucked out of my body. So until things cool down or I go into labor I don't really think I will have a lot to write about, so that is all for now.
I wanted to wish all the fathers out there a wonderfully happy Fathers Day. Ryan (and soon Audrey) are really lucky to have such a great dad. I'm off to make sure Ryan gives Dad a lot of hugs and kisses so he knows how much we love and appreciate him!
We decided to have our last 'before baby' trip, so we escaped to Wrightsville beach and Wilmington. I was told by the doctor not to travel since my due date is so close but I did... and I didn't go into labor so already the trip was a success. 
When we first got in we went straight to the beach. Ryan got to swim in the ocean for the first time, he actually really enjoyed it until the water splashed in his face... then he tightly mouthed let us know that it was time to go back to the beach.
In this picture he was trying to collect water without getting his feet wet... it wasn't working very well.
Ryan, who gags at everything, was willing to play with seaweed on the beach. This kid literally gags when stepping on cracker crumbs or at the sight of chedder cheese. I am now completely baffled at what his standard is for gaggability. 
In the play kitchen/ restaurant Ryan cooked up a pancake meal and made Don sit at the table. It was super cute, he even pretended to wash the dishes when the meal was done.
They were having some sort of water day at the museum, we didn't know that so Ryan got to play in the water in his clothes. His favorite parts were giving the baby dolls baths (hopefully this is a good sign), and driving the school bus that was in the background of this picture. 
