It's time for another blog entry. I have been sitting here at work trying to think about what to write about and the only thing that comes to mind is the ever approaching birth of our little girl.
It seems like yesterday the positive sign appeared on the pregnancy test! Now we are just 6 weeks away from a very life changing event. Motherhood is something that I have always dreamed of doing. I love children, probably the reason I am a pediatric nurse, and children seem to like me, which works out well. But the thought of having my own child to raise and take care of is very surreal!
Chase and I are very excited and can not wait for her arrival. This past weekend has really put things into perspective. We had our first baby shower in Birmingham and were VERY blessed with all of our gifts. Chase was very excited and could not wait to get home to put everything together. I got home from work Tuesday morning to have the pack-n-play put together and set up in our bedroom, the space-saver high chair was set up in the kitchen, and the baby papasan chair was out of the box and set up in the living room! He was so efficient! But I can't help but look over at the empty pack-n-play of the empty papasan chair and picture her in them. It is going to be wonderful and I am looking forward to every sleepless moment! :)
I don't know if you can call it "nesting" just yet, but I feel the need to clean and straighten everything. We are still trying to settle in from moving over a month ago and before now the unpacked boxes didn't really bother me. Now they are driving me crazy. However, since I am still working night shift I feel like I am either sleeping or working, which doesn't make much time for unpacking!
With only six weeks left until our due date, I feel like our list keeps getting longer and the calender is getting shorter. If that makes any sense. Chase says that he wants to do one productive thing a night until she gets here. I hate to tell him, but I think we are going to have to move it up to more like two or three productive things a night. God Bless that man, I love him so much and he is trying to be patient with me and my sudden need to get EVERYTHING done now.
I was able to cross off one thing on my list today, call a pediatrician. One would think that would be easy for me in my profession, guess again...I know too much, or I know someone else that knows too much! However, I did set up two appointments with two different doctor's for next week. Yea for me! So now there are only 20 or so items on the list! Yikes! We've really got to get a move on things. Time is running out!
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Friday, February 22, 2008
Pregnancy
So far, I have LOVED being pregnant. Sometimes I even forget that I am until someone asks me when I'm due and I look down and say "oh, April 14th." It's like I have to look down at my growing belly to remind me that I'm pregnant. Or, I'm reminded when I walk by the mirror and see my side profile or at the end of a 12-hour shift at the hospital (that's when I think my belly might just fall to the floor if I don't sit down or help hold it up!).
I have enjoyed the attention, well the positive attention, of being pregnant. People seem to be much nicer to pregnant women. I like being able to eat what I want (in moderation of course) and not really worry about what it will do to my weight. Most of the time I can justify whatever it is by saying "but the baby needs it," Chase usually gives in at that point. For example, ice cream...the baby needs the calcium that's in the ice cream, just forget about all the sugar or the fact that it's a really small amount of calcium!
However, there are some downsides to being pregnant. We just moved about a month ago so of course with moving there is a lot of packing and, well, moving. But when you're pregnant you can't pick up anything heavier than a toothpick it seems, so that makes it difficult to move the box full of dishes! I am not one to admit defeat very easily and hate having to ask people for help, it makes me feel helpless. Also, I find it hard to do as much as I use too. I can't clean the house all day or unpack boxes all day to get the house ready for baby Emory's arrival. I have to do it in stages or I am exhausted and end up having small contractions and have to remind myself that I have to slow down.
The biggest downside, well more of an annoyance, associated with pregnancy, and the reason I started writing this entry at 4:45 in the morning, is when people think it is their place to tell you, you look big! Now don't get me wrong, I know that I am not my size 4 anymore but I am not huge by any means. I mean I have only gained 20 lbs and I wore my pre-pregnancy jeans up until I was in my 7th month! I think that's saying something.
Some of these people are complete strangers and some are people I know. For example, about a month ago, I was in line at Milo's in Vestavia, AL and the lady behind the counter said "how far along are you?" To which my reply at the time was, "28wks." She then proceeds to say "that's going to be a big baby!" REALLY!? Where does a complete stranger get off telling me that she thinks I look big!? Others, even people I know, will tell me, "wow, you've gotten so big!"
Let me express how much us pregnant women hate to be called "big." We know that we are pregnant and carrying a human life around with us and that tends to make us slightly larger then we use to be. We realize that I promise. However, "big" is not a word to say to a pregnant women, no matter what you think. It is also not acceptable to say "are they sure it's not twins?" Yes they're sure it's not twins, but thank you for making me feel like the size of a house!! or, "you're never going to make it to your due date" yes I am thank you very much!
I am almost afraid of what people are going to reply after I have told them how far along I am. I have learned to brace myself for the comment that follows and are overjoyed when someone says "really, you're that far along, wow you're so small!" To those people I give a very grateful thank you and genuine smile. To those that reply with "wow, only 32 weeks," well they get a "hmmm, yes, she's growing" with a sort of force smile, definitely no thank you is involved in that conversation.
So thank you very much to those of you who have never felt the urge to tell your friend or a complete stranger that they are big or look like they are carrying twins. We appreciate the comments like, "wow you look great!" or "your little belly is so cute" (just don't over use that one). The important thing to remember is that "big" is NOT a good word!
Ranting complete...
I have enjoyed the attention, well the positive attention, of being pregnant. People seem to be much nicer to pregnant women. I like being able to eat what I want (in moderation of course) and not really worry about what it will do to my weight. Most of the time I can justify whatever it is by saying "but the baby needs it," Chase usually gives in at that point. For example, ice cream...the baby needs the calcium that's in the ice cream, just forget about all the sugar or the fact that it's a really small amount of calcium!
However, there are some downsides to being pregnant. We just moved about a month ago so of course with moving there is a lot of packing and, well, moving. But when you're pregnant you can't pick up anything heavier than a toothpick it seems, so that makes it difficult to move the box full of dishes! I am not one to admit defeat very easily and hate having to ask people for help, it makes me feel helpless. Also, I find it hard to do as much as I use too. I can't clean the house all day or unpack boxes all day to get the house ready for baby Emory's arrival. I have to do it in stages or I am exhausted and end up having small contractions and have to remind myself that I have to slow down.
The biggest downside, well more of an annoyance, associated with pregnancy, and the reason I started writing this entry at 4:45 in the morning, is when people think it is their place to tell you, you look big! Now don't get me wrong, I know that I am not my size 4 anymore but I am not huge by any means. I mean I have only gained 20 lbs and I wore my pre-pregnancy jeans up until I was in my 7th month! I think that's saying something.
Some of these people are complete strangers and some are people I know. For example, about a month ago, I was in line at Milo's in Vestavia, AL and the lady behind the counter said "how far along are you?" To which my reply at the time was, "28wks." She then proceeds to say "that's going to be a big baby!" REALLY!? Where does a complete stranger get off telling me that she thinks I look big!? Others, even people I know, will tell me, "wow, you've gotten so big!"
Let me express how much us pregnant women hate to be called "big." We know that we are pregnant and carrying a human life around with us and that tends to make us slightly larger then we use to be. We realize that I promise. However, "big" is not a word to say to a pregnant women, no matter what you think. It is also not acceptable to say "are they sure it's not twins?" Yes they're sure it's not twins, but thank you for making me feel like the size of a house!! or, "you're never going to make it to your due date" yes I am thank you very much!
I am almost afraid of what people are going to reply after I have told them how far along I am. I have learned to brace myself for the comment that follows and are overjoyed when someone says "really, you're that far along, wow you're so small!" To those people I give a very grateful thank you and genuine smile. To those that reply with "wow, only 32 weeks," well they get a "hmmm, yes, she's growing" with a sort of force smile, definitely no thank you is involved in that conversation.
So thank you very much to those of you who have never felt the urge to tell your friend or a complete stranger that they are big or look like they are carrying twins. We appreciate the comments like, "wow you look great!" or "your little belly is so cute" (just don't over use that one). The important thing to remember is that "big" is NOT a good word!
Ranting complete...
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
So it begins...
I love reading my friend's blog spots, catching up on their families and their lives...basically just being nosey. However, that is why they are there...for other people to read. So, I have decide to start my own. We only have a small event happening in our lives right now!
Here we go:
For those of you who don't know, Chase and I moved to Nashville, TN officially in March of 2007. In the time that we have been here we decided that we wanted to start a family. Something that Chase has been ready for since the day we got married. Well, maybe not that early, but surprisingly he was ready before me! I guess being a pediatric nurse, I got my fill of babies at the hospital. Well, one day all the babies starting getting cuter and my "maternal need" I guess you could say, was more evident to me. So I gave in.
Two months and three pregnacy tests later (I didn't really believe the first two!) we were on our way to parenthood. We found out in August, the day before Chase's 24th birthday, it was a great birthday present for him.
Now here we are 32 weeks down the road preparing to be parents. I still can't really believe it! Sometimes it feels like a dream, then she kicks me with everything she has and I remember it isn't a dream at all, but reality. Just before Thanksgiving we found out that we were having a little girl. I believe Chase's exact words were..."I'm going to be broke." Well, at least he knows! Emory Elizabeth Martin is due April 14. We CAN NOT wait for her arrival!
With the new addition on the way we decided that we needed more room. The two bedroom townhouse was going to be a little crowded with a newborn and all the stuff that comes with it. So we started looking for houses and found one we liked in Mt. Juliet, 15 minutes east of downtown Nashville. We closed on the house the beginning of January and started working on it immediately. Chase ripped out all the carpet, hired a painter, and bought carpet at Home Depot, which has become a place we frequent these days. We finally moved in mid-January and are loving it! It is so nice to have more space and a garage, which is full of boxes at the moment, but will one day soon hold both our cars!!
Don't worry Birmingham friends, even though we bought a house here, doesn't mean that we will be here forever. We do have plans to move back to Birmingham...at some point down the road!
Here we go:
For those of you who don't know, Chase and I moved to Nashville, TN officially in March of 2007. In the time that we have been here we decided that we wanted to start a family. Something that Chase has been ready for since the day we got married. Well, maybe not that early, but surprisingly he was ready before me! I guess being a pediatric nurse, I got my fill of babies at the hospital. Well, one day all the babies starting getting cuter and my "maternal need" I guess you could say, was more evident to me. So I gave in.
Two months and three pregnacy tests later (I didn't really believe the first two!) we were on our way to parenthood. We found out in August, the day before Chase's 24th birthday, it was a great birthday present for him.
Now here we are 32 weeks down the road preparing to be parents. I still can't really believe it! Sometimes it feels like a dream, then she kicks me with everything she has and I remember it isn't a dream at all, but reality. Just before Thanksgiving we found out that we were having a little girl. I believe Chase's exact words were..."I'm going to be broke." Well, at least he knows! Emory Elizabeth Martin is due April 14. We CAN NOT wait for her arrival!
With the new addition on the way we decided that we needed more room. The two bedroom townhouse was going to be a little crowded with a newborn and all the stuff that comes with it. So we started looking for houses and found one we liked in Mt. Juliet, 15 minutes east of downtown Nashville. We closed on the house the beginning of January and started working on it immediately. Chase ripped out all the carpet, hired a painter, and bought carpet at Home Depot, which has become a place we frequent these days. We finally moved in mid-January and are loving it! It is so nice to have more space and a garage, which is full of boxes at the moment, but will one day soon hold both our cars!!
Don't worry Birmingham friends, even though we bought a house here, doesn't mean that we will be here forever. We do have plans to move back to Birmingham...at some point down the road!
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