36 weeks

I'm 36 weeks and 1 day. I have a drs. appt on Thursday to check on Logan. I went to the dr Thursday because he wasn't moving, which normally, I wouldn't worry, but he hadn't moved in about 4 hours. So I tried eating, walking around and drinking Ice water and when that didn't work I called my dr and she said to come in and we'll check on him, but also to check on me because my blood pressure was low last week. I dragged Emily along because mom didn't want me going alone, and they had me hooked up to monitors for about 30 minutes and my blood pressure was low yet again, but they said they would rather it be a little low than a little high. The nurse came in and checked on me a few times but aside from that, it was just me and Emily in the room. The whole time we were there I was joking telling her they're gonna induce me and you're gonna be the only one here. She went (exact words!) HELL NO THEY AREN'T and proceeded to tell me she has Jerry's number and she'll hold the nurse off until he gets here. Well, as soon as the monitors were put on me, low and behold my already stubborn son decided that he would try to kick them off and start moving. Heart rates were good and he was moving the whole time monitors were on my stomach. Now it's just the waiting game because on Sunday, when I turn 37 weeks, they will consider me full term and Logan can come whenever he decides to come. Now- will he be like his daddy and be early for everything or like his mommy- right on time or fashionably late? LOL guess we will find out.

And it's Happened:)

Well, some would say Hell Has Frozen Over, other's would say It's About Time- I say, It's the perfect timing for us:) Not set on a date yet- he said in about a year....so stay tuned.lol

35 weeks

Well, another week has come and gone. I'm very surprised I handled it as well as I did. First off, Mondays and Tuesdays are easy- nothing ever really happens:), Wednesday, after Cryxis had peed on the bed and we washed the sheets, we found out that he had also peed on the comforter. Our washer wouldn't hold it, so I texted mom and she said that I could use her washer to get it cleaned. Well, on the way to moms house, a lovely cop decides to pull me over in Jerry's car and tell me I was going 65 in a 55. HA, was not! I was clearly going 5 over, but you know what, cops cannot be argued with. They'll always win. So had to deal with Jerry being mad at that and like all men, thinking I deliberately did it so he'd have to spend more money because I had just been released from my job Sunday and didn't have any money...blah blah blah...Thursday ended up with more of the silent treatment and him leaving for a friends house because we couldn't be in the same room really. Friday was payday- went and got tires on the car, I'd been crying all morning because we had fixed everything Thursday but I was still upset over getting a ticket. Went to my parents Friday after being told I couldn't by Jerry- heads up- NEVER tell me I can't go to my parents house, makes me mad. So I left, came back, he found out, and since his friends were having a get-together the same night as the family Christmas party, he decides to start a fight and say Well I'm not Going to the Christmas party tonight. I DID NOT TAKE THE BAIT. He gets so mad because I let him have his little temper tantrum like the 5 year old he really is, let him go to work, I went and completely cleaned the bedroom (get me really pissed off, I clean) woke up to him bringing me breakfast AND telling me WE will leave for the party around 4. We got there at 2pm because he got hungry and knew mom would have something. If I did not find the ALMOST EXACT MATCH of my dad, I don't think I ever will. Every little argument I see mom and dad having, I'm thinking- wow, didn't I just deal with this before I left my house? Well, anyways, he was somewhat sociable at the Christmas party, and then Sunday- our baby shower! I think he enjoyed it a lot more than I did. I for one, am not comfortable being center of attention. So sitting in front of people, even though I know them, bothers me. He seemed just fine, and was soaking in the fact that in a couple of weeks, we are going to be parents. We got a lot of nice things for Logan *THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO CAME* and to KATE, SARA, GRAMMA, and RACHEL for getting everything going:) Finally, today- we had a dr appointment this morning with a midwife because our doctor is on vacation. I'm measuring 35 weeks, right on schedule, heartbeat was in the 150s, blood pressure is good, and he's dropped. They also screened me for Strep B, which I have never heard of before until I got pregnant, but ok...they did that, and I will know the results the 29th when I go back. Spent the rest of the day with mom and the gang, and said goodbye to everyone because I will not be back to moms house tomorrow. Knowing in just a few weeks, we'll see everyone again...this time at my house to see LOGAN! Now I'm getting anxious to see him. I want to know who he looks like! LOL

34 weeks

I don't officially turn 34 weeks until tomorrow-but since I'm pretty much "homebound" until I deliver, there's only so much I can do. Last night, I had to work- another simple shift, and managers know that I sit down most of it due to my feet. Well, around 8 o'clock last night I started feeling "cramps" in my stomach, I thought it was just due to eating nachos for dinner, but nope...Since they didn't go away in an hour, I called my sister to call the dr and see what I should do because technically I wasn't supposed to use the store phone. Well, she didn't get ahold of anyone so I told Jerry what was going on and that I was going to call the dr when I got off at 11 to see what we should do. Finally realizing they were contractions and they were 10-15 minutes apart when I called, she said that if they get to 9 or below, just come to the hospital and she'll see what's going on. Well, about 30 minutes after I got home, they were 8 minutes apart. So I called mom and told her what was going on and then I called Jerry to come home from work and we went to the hospital. When I got there, I wasn't really feeling anything but wanted to really make sure everything was ok. They hooked me up to monitors and when the dr came in she said you aren't contracting every 8 minutes, you're contracting every minute or two. SHOCK!!! I looked at Jerry, then her and said I don't feel them. She said that's good and she went to check my cervix and said I was 50% effaced but not dilated so she was just going to give me a shot of something that started with a T and it should stop the contractions. I was also ordered to drink water because I was dehydrated and that was contributing to some of the contractions. Well, as soon as they gave me the shot, they put me on a heart monitor because the medication makes your heart jumpy and you feel jittery- I completely felt that. It was funny trying to text mom what was going on while my hands were shaking. They finally released me around 3:30 this morning, told me since I only had 2 days left, to call my manager and tell her that my dr would appreciate if i would not go back to work and to take it easy until delivery. I've had a pretty good pregnancy so far, and no doubt I still have a few weeks to go. I know I overdid it on working and not resting enough, so I am going to try to stay relaxed and calm. Cryxis will be very happy, because now he's out of his kennel more(he's in there when we sleep so he doesn't destroy the place) and he's now just lounging around with me:)

33 weeks

Figured since I'm getting close to my due date, I would blog each week on how I'm feeling and what "new" things are happening:) Well, for starters, I still feel great. People are still amazed when they ask if I'm pregnant and I say yes, 8 months. However, once they realize it's my first, they want to ask why I'm still working, any symptoms still around, just the normal questions. Here are all the answers- I never really had "morning" sickness. I felt sick and threw up maybe twice during my pregnancy that wasn't associated with the flu I caught in September. Other symptoms? My feet hurt alot, but that's probably due to gaining 20 pounds throughout the pregnancy. Yes, I am starting to have cravings- pineapple chunks and chocolate syrup and then I really have the craving for waffles and bbq sauce- but I am not ready to try that just yet. My back hurts and my toes- not my feet and ankles, just toes have started to swell up a little bit. LOL. Other than that, just having to pee, A LOT, and nerves finally sinking in that a few weeks from now, I'll have my baby boy in my arms:) I'm 33 weeks today- I "age" every Sunday. Mom's coming to help me in the nursery Tuesday and we will finally be starting on it. I will take pictures and post during the stages of the remodel and will post when I can. I finally end my career (HA) at Kangaroo on the 11th. I can't say as I will miss the place, however, will miss working with a few people. One of which is buying my son an FSU outfit...I'll be nice and get a picture of him in it and let her see him in it but I'm a Gator fan... Jerry's family are Bulldogs and FSU- only when Jerry has him alone, can he wear such foul colors as Red and Gold.
 Logan is still moving around great- and last night I realized after starting to get worried because he wasn't moving as much as I wanted him to, at the sound of his daddys voice, he moves more. I didn't notice it before because I figured he couldn't really hear or make out Jerry's voice. Apparently, he can. Every time Jerry would say something, I'd get a nudge or a flip out of Logan. It was cool- let's see if he's still like that after he's born:)
 Tomorrow we try something new- We are going to Jacksonville to see Jerry's brother, fiance' and their daughter who has just about reached 4 months old. Last time we saw everyone, Candace was 6-7 months and I had just found out 3 weeks prior that we were expecting. So except for pictures, nobody has seen how much I've changed and how much weight Jerry has gained(sorry jerry lol) Even people at work tell Jerry, its because I'm pregnant- you see her eating, it automatically makes you want something even though you aren't hungry. It's normal. He found that out when his uniform pants (to me anyway) looked a little small around the waist. But being the loving, caring and sensitive wife I am, I said nothing, as he says (mostly) nothing about my pants getting tighter or shirts not really fitting. Personally, I think it amazes him just how much my body has changed since we found out we were pregnant. Christmas I was 118 pounds, when I lost my job, I got bored so I ate and bumped up to 132- however I didn't really look much different. I'm 154 now, which is fine with me. It means I'm doing the right thing and not starving myself. LOL. Baby needs nutrients and I'm willing to gain a few stretch marks and a couple pant sizes to do it. I said a couple though!