36 Weeks

Yikes! I'm 36 weeks today! That means I've got 4 or fewer weeks to go. With my history of big babies, I doubt they'll let me go over. I have an appointment tomorrow, so I'll see what they say then.

Here are some pictures of me after going swimming:

Sam's New Haircut

Sam got her hair cut the other day. Poor girl was dealing with too many tangles...no matter what we did! We cut about three inches off. Here are some cute pictures.

Our First Dozen Eggs!

They're still a little smallish, but I'm told they'll get bigger in a little while.

Contraction

I had the most narly contraction last night! I have a lot of braxton hicks contractions, some of which are quite uncomfortable, but holy moly....this one was bad!! I was lying in bed and Jason was rubbing my back when it started. It just got worse and worse until I could barely take it anymore. I finally yelled at Jason, "STOP RUBBING!!" He was trying to be so nice and help me through it, but at that moment, it all just hurt too much! I felt like I was barely breathing through it and it took me probably 5 minutes afterwards until my breathing was back to normal. But....there was only one. Just one wretched contraction and then it was over. This makes me sooo not excited for labor.

Clouds, balloons, beach balls, stay puft marshmallow man, puff paints, bounce house, my ankles. What do all these things have in common? They're all things that get puffy, inflated, or swollen.

Yup, my ankles are puffy and swollen.

My Super Cute Girls

7 pounds...ish

I found out from the doctor today that at my ultrasound 2 weeks ago, the baby was weighing approximately 6 to 6 1/2 pounds. That means, with an average of a 1/2 pound weight gain per week, he is probably weighing about 7 pounds. I have about 5 weeks left, so that means he'll probably weigh around 9 1/2 to 10 pounds. That's just my guess.

Speaking of weight and gaining weight...here's my story of the day. I was buying some baby stuff at Target this morning and the cashier said, "Somebody having a baby?" I replied, "Ummm, yeah...me." Her response should have been, "Oh! I didn't notice!" But no...instead she looked at me more carefully, eyed my belly, and kinda hesitantly/questioningly said, "Oh." What the heck?! I'm pretty darn sure that I look REALLY pregnant and not just fat! As a matter of fact, I've hardly gained any weight at all! I let it slide this morning, but was kind of irritated by it all day.

Labor Day Morning

My beauties, Samantha & Alison, early in the morning on Labor Day.


Standing on the Oakley Pier in front of the Antioch Bridge.


The girls were in awe of the sun coming up. They'd never seen it peek out over the horizon before. Watching it on the water was awesome!

Beautiful sunrise from the Oakley Pier.


Donut time!


Morning sunrise from the Oakley Pier.


Samantha watching a sea lion steal fish from the fishermen. They weren't happy about it, but my girls sure were!


Alison cheese'n it up for the camera.

Wakey Wakey

Ya know, at 35 weeks pregnant it's really difficult to sleep. So when you're fast asleep, somewhere off in la-la land, it's so annoying when your little kiddos come wake you up for no good reason. It was a little bit before 4:00 this morning when I woke up with both of my kids standing beside my bed. I put them back in bed and tried to go back to sleep, but at that point I couldn't get comfortable. It's now 5:40 and I just keep hearing giggles (loud giggles) coming from their room. When I last checked, they were both on Alison's bottom bunk. I give up. They're sooo gonna nap today.

So anyway, I'm 35 weeks, which means I've got 5 weeks by the calendar, but only 4 if they schedule me early. I'm nervous. Toward the end of my pregnancies I get really nervous. It's not the baby that makes me nervous--it's the delivery. I know I've done it twice now, but that doesn't make it any easier of a task. My big chunky babies don't come out easily.