So I didn't know I was pregnant, natural child birth, and other things that won't happen to me.

He's here. He came a week early, much to everyone's surprise and my telling him that I had plans for this week of relaxing, lunching, and napping. OH well!

On Tuesday at my 39 week appointment the doc told me--no progress, no dilation. I'd be surprised if he came this week.

Wednesday around 6pm--me not feeling well. crampy. gross. I got in bed around 9, had pretty bad cramps. Around 11 AWFUL cramps. Here's the thing... the doctor told me that contractions happen ALL OVER your belly. Mine didn't. I didn't want to go to the hospital and get sent home. So I waited. And waited. And writhed in pain. Then, around 4 I got up and quickly showered in hopes of missing another contraction. They were coming pretty quickly at this point. I'm still like, but wait--this isn't all over. It's only in my abdomen. I wake Ben up around 5, he lays with me, asks if I think they are contractions (duh) and he then got some things together. We got to the hospital around 7:30 AM and my contractions were about 4.5 minutes apart. OUCH. WORST. PAIN. EVER. Ever. Ever.

Should you ever be on that tv show--so I didn't know I was pregnant. I call B.S. There is NO WAY you can live through these pains and not know something is up. Just saying. Also, to those of you who made it through natural child birth. Holy crapstown--you are amazing. I had about 10 hours of contractions before I got my epidural (which, ps, didn't work for a while so the guy had to come back and give me some other stuff), and they were excruciating. At that point they were about 2.5 minutes apart. I'm sure my waiting to go to the hospital helped me progress pretty quickly, though. So there is a bonus in that. I only ended up pushing for about 20 minutes before wa-la--beautiful baby. (there were other things going on in there too... I'm sure I'll get a longer post out soon. For now, this is the shortened version.)

It's been an adjustment... and my adjustment I mean--I'm le tired. Then I look at him at 4 Am and think, well... you're pretty cute so I guess I'll let this slide. He's very sweet. His face is changing daily so we're still trying to decide who he resembles the most. Today I knew for sure that he has a tiny dimple on his left cheek. ADORABLE.

Pictures are slows going... as is my time on the computer.

Thanks for all of the thoughts and well wishes! We love him. LOVE HIM LOVE HIM. So blessed.

39 weeks

Right after baby Griffin was born :)

OH Bethenny

So, one of my new fave shows is Bethenny Getting Married. She is a real house wife of NY... though I'm confused by that since she just got married. I haven't watched that one, I'm more of a RHWONJ kind of girl. I have seen the NY one a couple of times, but I by no means know history. Note: Please do not give me the history as I do not care that much at this point.

So Bethenny gets married at 7.5 months preggo and goes on her honeymoon where she wears tiny bathing suits, is adorably tan, and swims nakers in her private pool. These things don't concern me as much as the fact that she still has ribs at 7.5 months pregnant. How is that possible? I certainly don't have ribs now, and I'm thinking I didn't at that point either. I also laughed outloud when she was like... Um, soooooooo when do kids start like, walking and talking? Which one comes first? Oh, ps. I've never changed a diaper. I think she takes a class in the next one. I also enjoyed that she had her hubs wax her stomach. Waxing is an essential in my life. I got my final bikini wax yesterday. Yes, I'm still wearing a bikini because I really don't see how I would fit into a one piece in any sort of comfortable manner--ESPECIALLY when I need to use the facilities every 2.5 seconds. Plus, I can't see anything below my belly button so, as far as I know, my legs are very svelt and amazing.

I also laughed outloud when she realized that she REALLY wanted a girl (laughed because I could relate. Yes, judge me for this. I know I'm having a boy, I still like girl things.) Anyway, she was like I know I know... I won't care as long as it has 10 fingers and 10 toes and is healthy... and has a vagina.

I'm due in one week. ONE week. Crazy. I don't think he's coming then, but maybe.

Some decisions have been made.

So remember when I was all... "I'm working until the moment I give birth?" I think I've changed my mind. Word yo, I'm tired. I think that instead of waiting until next week (due date is next WEDNEDAY, July 28!) I'm going to make this Friday my last day. I have a final meeting with my group tomorrow at 2 to make sure everything is covered. This means that he will either--come on Friday night and I'll have like zero time off--or he'll come in like 2 weeks and I'll be bored out of my mind. One of those options. I have my 39 week appointment tomorrow morning so we'll see if there has been any progress. I'm thinking he's pretty happy in there, though.

The other reason to stop working on Friday--fear of my water breaking at work. How would I clean that up? What would happen to my office chair? That takes time out of my going home, showering, putting on makeup plans.

I spent much of yesterday laying in (our new gigantic) bed. It was awesome. I also went to bed at like 9:30 and slept pretty well until my alarm went off--I could have stayed in bed MUCH longer. (And by slept pretty well--it's as well as a 9+ month preggo sleeps. It's all relative.)

The hubs spent his day brewing beer that will be ready and on tap for Griffin and guests arrival. The cleaning people come again on Thursday and we're pretty set.... once that damn name sign arrives.

rawr.

cradle that my sister and I slept in. My dad refinished it and my mom made the bedding!


Pictures to be hung up in Griffin's room

Griffin's coming home outfit


Glider... but we have a better picture. It's striped, but you can't tell here. It's sooo dreamy.


My earrings that my lovely husband gave me. Love them.


Here in our house... we love us some searsucker.


SO, Ben called about our glider on Friday and they said... "Oh, it's been in since the 6th. We called Mr. Black on that day." He was all um, no. Not true. Whatevs. He and my dad went and picked it up this morning! It is now all set up in our room! (we'll move it to Griffin's when he starts sleeping in there.) Not as much luck with our name sign... which is now supposed to be in on FRIDAY. Ps. This makes me extremely unhappy as it was supposed to be in 3 weeks ago. Don't make a preggo woman unhappy.

I've got chills.

No buyers remorse here. OMG. I just bought a year of Star Magazine for only $9. Typically, a year is $80!!!

TODAY ONLY you can get this deal over at Tanga.com Click on the add and then use the promo code STAR. Dreamy dreamy celebrity gossip!!! I have fallen so behind on my celeb knowledge once my fave celeb website reworked itself and became super annoyingville. And, once I have a baby I'm sure I'll know even less? Or something. So this is my way of keeping up on culture.

I feel smarter today already.

38 weeks

and according to babycenter the size of a leek. This is stupid because that isn't a set size. So, he's the size of... a 6 pack of diet coke? Maybe? Like 6 ish pounds. I actually LOST 3 lbs this week. This probably isn't technical either. It's just water weight. It makes my fingers and my toes fat. Hence, the old lady flip flops! And, I have no "progress" towards the baby having. Oh well. I have time and ice cream that needs to be eaten.

Last night Ben and I went out for a "date night" at Sandra Bullock's restaurant, Bess. It was tasty and he let me eat most of the dessert. True love. He also gave me some beautiful earrings in exchange for the baby. Kidding. They are my "push" present :) Ok, maybe THAT is true love. They are in my ears or I'd post a picture.

We also got our new bed on Monday evening. It's HUGE. It's like being on vacay. We are both still used to sleeping on the edges of the bed so there's tons of room between us when I wake up in the mornings. Am I sleeping better? Eh? Probably not. I think I will though. I did sleep basically all the way through the night on Monday.

And, this weekend my parents are bringing the cradle and bumpers my mom made (Can't wait to see them!) ANNNNNNNNNNNDDDDDDDDDDDDD our glider and his name sign are supposed to be in. Fingers crossed for that because then, life would seem complete :)

We went to see the Bodies exhibit yesterday. Fascinating. I don't think dead people should have mustaches. It's weird.

Up 30 lbs. YIKES.