Full term predictions

Seeing as I am 37 weeks today and officially FULL TERM(!!) I thought I better blog out my predictions for what is to come.  

I am due April 2nd.

I predict Baby Yellow will be born:

on March 22nd in the wee morning hours.

Weighing in at 8 lbs. 6 oz.

20 inches long.

Some hair.

Looking very much like my Havey Baby.

Haven minutes after being born.

Must-read.

I honestly can't remember if I've talked about this before, but this book is a must-read*.

I read this book sometime last year and was extremely intrigued.  It is about a woman who is coerced into a small role of drug smuggling.  Ten years later, as an established business woman, she is sent to prison for 15 months for her decade old crime.  This story chronicles her life and struggles in prison.

*If you're looking for a good read, this is it.  But I have to warn you, there is some "questionable" material.  After all, what happens in prison isn't always for the faint of heart.

Photo Dump.

The many faces of Haven.

Such a stinker.

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Kids-fest.

First, we "met" Bob and Larry.

Second, we met Haven's idol.  She even wore her Dora backpack for the occasion.

Then, we colored.

Then, we ingested poisonous chemicals.

Kidding.

They had the coolest "getting started" area for kids with a play washer/dryer (complete with empty bottles of laundry detergent and towels to "wash"), an ironing board, kitchen, tea-set table, blocks, a "light table" that you could put see-through colored blocks on and create different colors by stacking the blocks on each other, a mini couch, and a coloring easel (pictured above).

It was a fun day!  Would have been more fun if I weren't 36 weeks pregnant.  

But hey, (as Dora would say) "We did it!"

NED!

My mom just texted me from Mayo and said, 

"No sign of cancer.  All looks good!"

Woohoo!  After about 7 weeks since her surgery, and a loooong recovery, it is so nice to hear those words.  NED means "No Evidence of Disease."  I don't get my hopes up too high as this is a tricky, aggressive cancer.  The doctors have to keep a close eye on her.  After all, this isn't the first time she has been told her cancer was gone - it came back after only 3 months last time.  

Please keep my mom in your prayers.  Please pray that her cancer is gone permanently.

Thank you all for your prayers - we could feel them!

homestretch.

Today I had my 33 week OB appointment.  

I always look forward to my doctors visits when I'm pregnant.  Not only do I get to hear an update on my little nugget growing within, but I get a little over an hour to myself.*  I usually leave the house about fifteen minutes before I need to so I can stop at Panera and grab a bagel & cream cheese and a frozen caramel.  I'm only there for about 10-15 minutes before I need to scoot on over to my doctor's office, but it is really therapeutic.  I look forward to it.

I had a stressful night last night.  Things have started to catch up with me.  

I'm 33 weeks pregnant.

I'm achey.

I almost always have heartburn.

I have a needy two-year-old.

My mom has cancer and had major surgery a month ago.

My house is messy.

I have a lot to do before Baby Yellow arrives and a lack of motivation.

Aaaaand it's a house payment check - nuff said.

All those things stink. 

One little phrase from my doctor made me feel much better though, 

"You're in the homestretch."

  *That might not sound like a big deal, (especially if you don't have kids) but I am almost never completely alone.  

Oh, The Thinks You Can Think!

A few of my thinks.

Sexy.

I Wish.

33 weeks.

Mama.

(No, she hasn't really gone crazy.  She's just got a serious case of cabin fever since her surgery.)

Sweetie.

Hubby.

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Manicures.

Exercise.

Sister.

Winter Doldrums

Ahhhhh, computers fixed.

The last couple weeks were excruciating boring.  If you read my last post you know that our house has been without our main TV and our computer - especially awful when you're stuck inside most of the time.  They were both in the shop at the same time.  It really made me realize how addicted this generation is to technology.  The hardest part of it all was that we couldn't use our TiVo either, so we actually had to be (gasp)   on time for our shows if we didn't want to miss any.

The good thing is I spent a lot of time watching movies in my room with my daughter and also got thinking about things that need to happen before D-Day.  I'm 33 weeks pregnant now and I can't make myself get anything done.  I need to sort Haven's old clothes into sizes so they are ready for Baby Yellow to wear; buy and put together Baby Yellow's new bassinet; clean, clean, clean;  and fix and clean the infant carseat.

View of my 33 week belly from my POV.  

I thought I'd change it up for you guys since I'm constantly posting belly pics.

Haven wanted to be in a picture, too...

 ...which I thought pretty much summed up our last couple weeks.