Saturday, January 23, 2010

{ 35 and lovebirds }

35 weeks this past Thursday...



Bag is packed (almost done).



House is clean (THANK YOU, MOM!!)



Clothes, diapers, etc.  lay waiting.



Bassinet and carseat all cleaned, ready to go (Thank you, MOM!!)



Liam:



:: over 18 inches long.



:: approx. 5 and 1/4 pounds (think honeydew)



:: kidneys fully developed



:: OUT OF ROOM.  OUT OF ROOM. OUT OF ROOM.



Me:



:: Apprehensive, but ready.



:: Ready.



:: Finis



:: Ding



:: Done.



D-O-N-E done.



I have an ultrasound scheduled this Thursday to determine approx size of the baby and an estimated inducement date.  Even if my bp is perfect, we are not going to full term due date with this baby.  We'd most likely have way tooooo big of a baby by that point and if any of you know how it went with Aidan....*shudder*...we want to avoid the, er, injuries sustained that time.  Anyhoo, the good doctor doesn't think I'd go to my due date anyway, judging from what my bp has done every pregnancy.  I've fully come to grips that this is my last pregnancy, and although there are things/parts I will miss, I am pretty sure we are done.  I'm ready to have my body back, my sanity back, not be constantly cranky and tired, sore, and uncomfortable.  Not to mention that kids are a lot of work, money and can be quite tiring.  No, I'm ready to devote myself and my time to my 3 babies, raising them, loving them, and watching them grow up.  Time has gone so fast - people told me it would.  Delia seems to have grown up faster than Aidan did, so I know Liam's babyhood will go even faster.  It's a little sad to think of my childbearing years coming to a close, but it's been a quick but amazing time.  And who knows...you never know.  I can only say 99% done until the Big Day when things become, well, permanent.  And I hope that day comes soon.  Because I love babies.  But I don't think I need any more.



Lookie what I found.  I want it! :



{lovebirds with three babies}



"Lucky parents who have fine children usually have lucky children who have fine parents."  - James A. Brewer



"How fortunate are we?" He asked as he nestled close to the love of his life. The two parents looked on as their eldest child nodded in encouragement to his two younger siblings who were just learning to fly. After the two clumsily flew over to him he began showing them which seeds were the best ones, letting them enjoy the treats instead of himself. The mother looked fondly up at the love of her life and whispered, "Fortunate. Very fortunate."





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Until next post, peeps.  We'll just play the sit and wait game.  But we're almost there!