Waiting is weird

I am officially due tomorrow - Sunday September 26. So far from what I can tell I have no real signs of an impending labour. Due to the high blood pressure, my OB wont let me go over due, so if I don't have her before then, I am scheduled to be induced on Monday September 27 at 6 a.m.

That's two sleeps. Or less.

Norm and I feel like we are waiting for someone to jump out from behind a bush and yell "BOO!" well Norm actually thinks it feels more like waiting for someone to drop an A Bomb. We're planning our last meal, what we're going to do with our last day, it's all very strange.

I am starting to get very nervous about the whole 'giving birth' part of the deal. I'm trying not to freak out, but be warned it's definitely coming. God help me if I start to give any thought whatsoever to the 'having an infant' part. Total meltdown awaits.

I'm not sure if it's better to know the date and time that it's happening or not. Being a planner, I thought I would like knowing exactly when it was going to go down, but now I'm wondering if being surprised would be the better option?

I could play centre field

My hands are insanely swollen. My engagement ring barley fits on my finger now past the first knuckle. I can't touch my thumb to my pinky finger. My hands look like baseball gloves and I don't think they are supposed to be that shiny.

I think the one thing I am looking forward to after giving birth (besides having a baby) is the swelling to be gone. I'd say I'm keeping my fingers crossed, but, well, that would be impossible.

Only a few more days until this balloon deflates.

Now all we need is a baby!

With 12 days to go until our expected delivery date I thought it was about time I posted some photos of the room we have ready for her. We're very happy with the way it has turned out, although we could use some additional square footage.

George and Molly are the big feature on the change table wall. We still need to fill the third frame, but we're thinking a family shot when she arrives would be nice.

We still need to fill this frame with photos. I'm thinking a collage of Mommy would be lovely.

Love the drawer under the crib for extra storage which is desperately needed in our house.

The closet! Honestly, how many clothes can a baby wear? We're about to find out! In preparation, I've embraced The Pink!

This is by far my favourite thing in the room. This chair rocks, swivels and reclines. In terms of scale, it's far too big, but I don't care!

The DIY mobile. I bought these lanterns in 2004 and they have never been taken out of the packaging until now. I knew they'd come in handy some day.

Some of the bedding

Ta-da!

Moving toward the light!

Call it wishful thinking, but I swear she is moving down. I keep telling her to follow the light and for once I think she might be listening to her mother. Keeping my fingers crossed!

Good-bye work, hello life of leisure!

Well this has been an interesting day to say the least.

I had to drop into my OB this morning so he could check my BP. I've been on medication since Tuesday so he wanted to see if it was working. Upon checking he decided it was okay, not lower, but not higher either. My blood work came back normal as well so I don't have any issues with my kidneys or liver which is all great news.

Then he asked me if I was resting, to which I said, well as much as I can be at work. He said well today's your last day. I said no, I have next week too. He said no, today is your last day. Huh? Wha? So that's it. As of today I am off on sick leave for the next three weeks.

Needless to say, when I got back to the office the chaos ensued as I had to notify HR and change my previous vacation time to sick leave, clean up my files, wrap up as much last minute stuff as I could, send out my out of office emails etc, etc, etc. (I sound so important don't I?) I thought I had all of next week to do this stuff so it was crazy to do it all in one day. My brain hurts.

Well now I have to switch gears from important working woman (lol) to life of leisure. That's what I'm in for right? Let the fun begin!

Baby Gabe

Just found out that my friend Marnie's son Gabe is very sick and is in the NICU at McMaster Children's Hospital.

Of course I can't help but worry about our baby and something similar happening. I don't think I'm ready for the constant worry of parenthood.

Get well soon Gabe.