I already regret not keeping better track of my pregnancy through a journal...
Like the first time I got sick and didn't know I was pregnant and blamed Red Lobsters coconut shrimp and a couple days later fire roasted hot dogs at the annual family Desert Day.
The first time we SAW my belly move on April Fools Day and Russ thought I was pranking him..nope, that's a real human being.. and throwing up in my car 2 days in a row and my amazing friend Heidi for cleaning it out for me after we met for lunch. Fun things like that...
And now that I am due, Im overloading the blog with BABY! But, that is all that seems to be on my mind.
I never did have one single craving, although I always wondered what I would crave, and would I really send Russ out in the middle of the night because I wanted something so bad? Nope, never happened.
Besides being terribly sick until my 15 week, I truly cant complain or say Its been bad.
Ive been able to work ( now past my due date) and travel all the way to 36 weeks across the country.
**Since being pregnant with this baby, she has been out of the country twice, visited 12 different states and been on 27 plane rides! (Its no wonder my feet are huge right?). Love that she is a good traveler ;)
One thing that I did not think was a real thing, was pregnancy brain.
But I did experience this a few times.
The first time I really remember having it, was after we invited some friends over to bring their dog, sit around the fire, and enjoy some fresh Dutch oven peach cobbler and ice cream.
The guys were sitting around the fire chatting and my friend and I went inside to get drinks. I got out a few plastic cups and wrote all of our names on the cups and headed back out to the fire pit.
When we got out there, my friend noticed Russ's cup and said, "Who is Russ-lee?"
Yep, spelled my own husbands name wrong! But if you look at it, it makes sense! It still kind of spells Russell....right?
I hadn't even noticed, and Im pretty sure Russlee was embarrassed for me!
When that same friend came to my baby shower a couple days later, the card to the gift read "Chelsea & RussLee".
Today, my due date, we went to see the ol Dr.
Im pretty sure the main reason Russ comes to my Drs appointments is because Real Salt Lake Soccer team practices basically in the same parking lot as my Dr. The other day Russ asked if I wanted to "grab a burger and watch them practice after".
The Dr confirmed that this little lady is awfully comfy in my belly and doesn't seem to be going ANYWHERE anytime soon. Darn. Whats the point of Due dates anyway...does anyone ever have their baby on their due dates!?
We've tried a few theories of ways to naturally induce labor (now that Im in due week) and nothing is happening. I haven't tried, nor do I want to try Caster Oil, seems weird, and the after effects don't seem worth it.
Anyone have any ideas that worked for them?!
We tried consuming 10,000 calories of spicy Mexican food last night. That didn't do anything but make the scale rise that much more today at the Dr Appointment.
Anyway, looks like this baby girl is going to run on her dads time...LATE.
I was really wishing she would take after me in that aspect and be on time.
After our appointment today we sat on the bench just inside of the doors. We actually sat there for quite some time which was nice not to be in too big of a rush to get back to work and talk about whats in store for us the next couple of days if I make it to my induction date.
The Real players weren't practicing today so I had his full attention. I got ZERO sleep last night ( I was literally reading the news at 2:30 am this morning) and kind of frustrated my body wasnt progressing to have this baby sometime soon, when this lady walked out in a fancy black and white dress like this one.
We both must have been watching her walk out the door and through the parking lot because as I was thinking, Russ said (And neither of us meant this in any kind of rude way)
"She looks like she is wearing an oreo"
And my response, "Yeah? I was thinking more along the lines of Mr. Beetlehead"
Russ, "Beetle Juice?"
Me, " BeetleJuice! Not Mr Beetlehead."
I cant wait to get my feet and brain back.