First Day of School......

I felt like Marlin off of Finding Nemo this morning. Overprotective and Scared. "It's the first day of school" are the first words I heard when I woke up this morning. I wanted to grab onto Lakelyn and tell her she did not have to go but I refrained and acted just as excited as she did. Jason knew I was having a hard time because I started crying last night before we went to bed. We got all dressed in our "uniform," which I also had a hard time with at first. I did not understand why a 5 year old had to wear a planned outfit to kindergarten. Polo shirt and skirt or pants in the color of black, khaki, grey or blue jean. Eventually I got over the dress code. I really had no choice. It was the rule.....I don't think we did so bad though

Anyway, after we ate breakfast we all loaded up and headed to school. We arrived at the school along with the other one million parents and I began to feel hot. Not because it was 90 degrees outside but because I was nervous. My baby was starting school! We made our way to the classroom and I could just feel the excitement radiating off of Lake's little hand. She was soooo ready to be in big school and I was soooo ready to breakdown..........

We walked into the classroom greeted by the sweetest teacher ever! She seemed so full of enthusiasm and ready for a great year. You know, like she was born to teach. Lakelyn found her name at the table, her spot on the rug and that was it. She was in big school. Kindergarten. I looked at Jason with a sad look and he knew it was time to go. We walked out of the front doors and I managed to hold it together.

I looked at the clock a gazillion times waiting for time to get in the car rider line. I arrived about 35 minutes before school was out. Obviously there were other parents more anxious than me because I was behind about 50 cars. I waited patiently for my baby who had become an official big girl today. When she got into the car all she said was "Mommy, I love school!" At that moment I was the proudest parent ever.

Of course, I teared up behind my sunglasses......

Lucky.....

Sometimes my husband just amazes me........

We are sitting at the house this weekend and nothing was really happening. Jason was surfing any Alabama Football website ever invented and I was nesting for the gazillionth time......Dusting, vacuuming, mopping the floors, packing diaper bags, etc. All of those things that I have done preparing for the birth that seems like is never going to take place.

Anyway.........I decided to take a break and have some ice water and watch Lifetime Movies for a bit. All of a sudden, Jason has a burst of energy and announces he is going to paint my bathroom.

Huh?

I was shocked. For those of you that don't know, I have been wanting my bathroom painted for a while now. We have painted many rooms since we moved into our home in March and Jason is an excellent painter. We have had so much going on I just thought I was going to have to wait until all other home improvements were done. Well, I got a great suprise!
He got out the Charcoal Grey paint mixed by the one and only David Goggins (my daddy) and began painting away. In no time it was finished! B-E-A-U-tiful!

Maybe Jason was doing a little nesting of his own.......

Here's a pic of the finished product

AND......Not only does he paint, but he builds birdhouses

Creates new sidewalks ( still in progress)

Makes the best kabobs EVER...........

And most importantly, he is a great daddy and wonderful husband!

I feel like the luckiest girl alive!

False Alarm

The time is just not now. For the past few days I have been contracting. Nothing new. But yesterday I noticed more contractions so I decided to keep track of them on paper. I did not want to get my hopes up but I wanted to make sure I was not just wishfully convincing myself I was in labor. I had listened to the doctor and knew exactly when to call this time. He wants me to call when they are 5 minutes apart.....I knew I could do this..... I will not be sent home this time........
I started writing. Every 3.5 - 4 minutes my pencil was scribbling the time on a yellow sticky note.......I started to get scared and excited. I thought this was going to be the day I met my son....
My contractions did get harder and more frequent. Jason had mentally prepared himself to become a daddy within the next day or so. We arrived at the hospital, safely. I had my camouflage pillow in one hand and Jason was holding the other. We ran into a PreNatal Tour Group on the way to the elevator. I wanted to do a cart wheel for them because I was so excited and ready for this to be over but I just smiled and waved instead. They were all cheering and telling us congratulations....
I got to the unit and hopped onto the monitor. Contraction time........2 minutes apart. Steady.
We thought this meant baby. We called Jason's parents and mine in Alabama. We wanted them to know it could be soon. Well.........not soon enough.
After several hours of 1-2 minute contractions lasting 80-90 seconds each, the nurse decided to check me again.
NO CHANGE IN MY CERVIX.
WHAT?!?!!!????
I was mortified!
I was hurting all of this time for nothing!?!?
After the nurse spoke to my doctor, it got even worse. She entered the room with a syringe. I knew what was coming next. OUCH! She filled my muscle with that magic medicine that STOPS CONTRACTIONS! My doctor said it would just be best to stop them, monitor over night again and for me to come to the office on Wednesday. Bummer.

Oh Happy Day........

A little update on our delivery status.
As we drove to the doctor today I was a little anxious about the visit. Bedrest has been for the birds and I am so tired of waddling.
Jason and I arrived at the office and got the first bit of good news. I only gained 1 (that's right....) ONE POUND!!!! Yay Me!
Next we went into the exam. Now this is probably one of the most uncomfortable things for me. But, it must be done. Still sitting at 2 cm and my cervix is the same too. BUT, the doctor gave us the second bit of good news........
I can have him at any time now. Bear is measuring a little ahead of his date and my OB says whenever he wants to show his face we'll be ready. No more meds to stop contractions and I can get up and move around a little! Nothing major but atleast I can cook and clean some now.
Jason is very excited! I am very excited! WE ARE EXCITED! This is what we have been waiting on for 9 months. Our perfect little boy!
Now all we have to do is just sit and wait. No more worrying about stopping labor. No more caution with walking or sitting!
I wonder if he is going to be late??????????? I told Jason that would be just our luck.........