week 26

This week has been full of firsts...

my first pair of full-panel capris, because none of my other ones fit right anymore (and now, finally, a pair of full-panel jeans due to Old Navy's $19 jeans sale yesterday)

Tim felt the baby kick for the first time yesterday! Isaac always seems to do the most kicking when I'm at work and Tim isn't around, so I'm glad he finally got to experience it.

Today was the first time I felt like I will end up needing one of those devices that help old people put their socks on. As evidenced by the fact that I attempted to put on socks and tennis shoes, and almost fell off the bed because my belly kept getting in the way. LOL.

This weekend also marks the first time that we can easily walk in and out of the nursery, since Bob came and helped Timmy move the dresser and hutch back to Aunt Jamie's storage unit. (Thanks Bob!). I spent several hours in there last night sorting through everything, and moving out things that are leftover from the room's days as Tim's office. I also set up our papasan rocker--which I'm sitting in right now, and its quite comfy. It feels nice to be able to move around in here. Next step, painting.

And, long overdue I know, progress pics....(and yes, I really am only 6 months pregnant. Everyone keeps telling me I look further along than that. And no, its not twins. I'm positive.)

Thought for the day

You are worried about seeing him spend his early years in doing nothing. What! Is it nothing to be happy? Nothing to skip, play, and run around all day long? Never in his life will he be so busy again.

--- Jean-Jacques Rosseau

Just for Kicks

Not much to say today except that I finally felt what was definitely a kick! Actually, quite a few of them. Once he got my attention with the first one, he kept kicking sporadically for an hour or so.

I came home around 6 today to what I thought was a Tim-less house. Payton's leash was here, and she didn't come to the door, so I assumed she was upstairs in her crate. I spent 15 minutes or so checking emails before I went to go retrieve her. Suddenly, I heard pup footsteps. It turns out that Tim and Payton had been sleeping on our bed--both so soundly that they didn't hear me come in. I went in and lay down with them to say hello, and next thing I know it was 8pm. So I guess we were all pretty sleepy. Now its time for bed again...

week 24

We had an appointment with the midwives last night, and little pal and I are doing well. His heart rate was 140, which is the low end of normal. I've gained about 20 lbs now, and its pretty much all belly. I'll have Tim take some pictures this weekend to post here.

We went over my earlier bloodwork from the OB's office, and I guess I have O+ blood, which I never knew. Audra helped Tim check his blood type since he didn't already know, and he is A+, so we won't have to worry about rh incompatibility. Little pal does have a slightly higher risk of jaundice though, due to ABO incompatibility. They recommended that we get a UV lamp before he arrives so that if he is jaundiced he can spend some time under it and recover faster.

Otherwise, things are going smoothly. It would be pretty unexpected for little pal to come prematurely. So far, I'm guessing that he will be on time or slightly late, so I don't forsee anything developing that would prevent us from having the homebirth.

Did you know...

there is a university called Pittsburg State, in Kansas? One of the many things learned while working the library reference desk on a Sunday afternoon.

This is the last time I'll be working a Sunday, for at least 2 years. Closing on Sundays was one of the most cost-effective ways to reduce our costs due to the new state budget cuts. Although I'm certainly not happy about all the cost-cutting measures we'll have to do in order to stay afloat, I can't say I'm too disappointed that I won't be working Sundays anymore. The timing is great, since it normalizes my schedule a bit, and I'll need to get into as much of a routine as possible once little pal arrives.

I still haven't felt any distinct kicks, at least not while I'm sitting still and can identify them as such. It seems like he might be kicking when I'm moving around, and then it stops when I'm still. Its like we're playing a game of shadow. Even though many people are feeling kicks by now, I know several people who didn't feel any until 25 weeks or more, so no worries here.