Just a few days to go...

I am just sitting here and listening to my new number one CD, Jimmy Needham, and wondering about the experience that is soon to hit me come Friday. Last week our doctor said we could pick a day and have an induced labor if we wanted. We chose to go to have our little baby girl this Friday. It will be Sept. 12, the date my husband and I were engaged and the date that is inscribed in my wedding ring. It was the moment I said yes to the rest of my life and a future that was untold, but at the same time known. It is rather similar as we are being introduced to another major change in our lives. Of course, we approach these changes with the strongest faith, understanding the change is a celebration of our love and also just another step along our path.

Everyone is looking forward to seeing our baby girl. The moment I am anticipating most is seeing my husband see his little girl for the first time. Everyone keeps telling me that having a child changes you. I have a strong feeling that the biggest change will be in my husband rather than me. I am expecting my husband to be the best dad anyone has ever seen. Of course, there will be mess-ups along the way, but I admire him so much and know that our baby girl will have the best. Not the best of materialistic items, but the best efforts of parenting, the best love, and the best relationships.

Okay, aside from the many thoughts running through my head about the upcoming delivery...

Yesterday, my husband impressed me. Usually, he isn't bold, doesn't speak up much. His personality tends to run along the side of a people pleaser. However, his father came over for dinner last night and before either one of them ate, they waited for me to get to the table and prayed over the meal. We want to instill the best of a spiritual example to those around us, so I was impressed by my husband.

The other day my aunt and uncle came to visit with me. Nothing real special, but it meant a lot to me since I've been at home by myself for the last few weeks. I'm glad they came over.

Our house is still under construction, but it seems to be coming together more and more with each glance. The downstairs bathroom is a mess, but after putting the tub in last night, it looks a little more together. There is a lot of work to do. My uncle said it took them a month to redo their bathroom. We have the bathroom and a bedroom to finish and then we'll wait for awhile or so to put all new flooring down. Once these major projects are accomplished, the inside of our house will be finished of projects...or at least to our knowledge right now. I love my house. I am very blessed to have this home.

Okay...I'm done rambling on. My husband should be getting home for lunch very soon. Until next time...

Approaching the day...

I am just a few weeks away from my baby's delivery due date. I am dilated 2 cm and at 70 percent. I am excited, but at the same time, I am concerned as to what date the baby will actually come. My aunt believes the baby is coming Labor Day weekend. I would like the baby to hold off until at least Sept. 11 or 12, if not longer. The due date is Sept. 17th, so we'll see how it goes in time. My husband and I began gathering items in a bag to take to the hospital, but it still seems like there is a lot to do before checking in. Next week we meet with our pediatrician. I am relieved that it will be the same doctor my niece has. We also have a few more things to wrap up before the baby comes.

I am glad to be in a transition at work. I have stopped working for the time, but soon I will begin the stages of creating a monthly newsletter for the company I work with. It should work out where I will work from home and take care of the baby.

Okay, well I'm tired already, so until next time.

Pain I didn't know was possible...

I've had a rough couple of days. Being pregnant brings along several changes that can make a person stronger. I sure hope the pain I am dealing with is just preparing me to have a stronger endurance for pain to come in the future, because I am hurtin' all over. I feel bad when I complain my back hurts, my hips hurt, my feet hurt... etc, (you get the point). I feel bad based on the simple fact that I don't want others to think I'm just a big baby myself.
I woke up this morning and was in so much pain I just rolled on over until I felt the strength to get up and take a nice hot shower. Granted, the shower helped a lot. I would have liked the hot soothing water to beat across my muscles for most of the day. So, while I'm tired, hurting and at the same time, joyful to be pregnant, I hope the next couple of days start looking better as far as the aching goes.
Okay, well its off to work I go.

ahh....

So, it's been almost forever ago since I've typed up a blog. I moved, and my husband and I couldn't afford the Internet. However, he just graduated college and he'll be starting a really good job, so the Internet may be in the near future.

A lot is going on right now. I am just about six months pregnant with a baby girl. Her name is Autumn Joy and I'm so very excited to be a mother. Our house is slowly being remodeled which is frustrating at times and at others, very exciting. I'm tired all the time with this whole pregnant thing, but overall I've had a pretty easy pregnancy so far.

Last week, my husband and I celebrated out two-year anniversary. We went on a trip to Nashville and then to Pigeon Forge in the Smoky Mountains. It was so much fun. One of the best trips I've ever been on. Of course, the trip did not start out the way we had planned. Twenty miles out of town ont he Interstate I wrecked my car. It's a pain not having a car, but I should be getting my Honda back from the shop in a few weeks. There was $3800 in damages and while that seems like a lot, I have full coverage, so I wasn't out very much at all.

My aunt stole me away yesterday for the very first peticure I've ever had. It was interesting and not too bad.

Anyhow, I'm bored at work...I guess I'll go find something else to do. ....