Check it...

No seriously...check it out...scroll to the bottom of the blog page and see the lil pink elephant (her name is Freida)...you see that? FIFTEEN DAYS. That's barely TWO WEEKS.

Had another weekly doc appt yesterday...everything still right on track...she continues to travel southward and my C. keeps on thinning...about 75% now. However, discomfort is becoming a real issue. Barely slept last night because my entire belly was rock hard and that area right under by boobage is on fire. Having a LOT of trouble walking today. Head in pelvis. (NOT meant as dirty as it sounds)

Great, GREAT news: Lily Blue is head down! Not unusual, no...but I was born breech - booty first! So, I was slightly concerned about that. Yay!

I guess right now is all a waiting game, huh? We're still preparing...more for the actual BIRTH itself, rather than the after when we actually get HOME with this new creature, look at each other and say, aloud: "What the HELL do we do now?"
We've loaded and charged both of our MP3 players and our portable DVD player. Packed my bag, arranged dog-sitting, made lists of things to buy this weekend like snacks and frozen food. And underwear...heh.

I'm very thankful that the hospital is literally 3 minutes from my house...that way if we DO forget something, someone can make a run. So, technically, it's not a big deal making all these plans.

Swimming is my obsession right now. It's rained almost every day since the pools opened, so I'm freaking out. I DID get to go yesterday before the dr. appt and it felt SOO good - except that someone thinks it's funny to add 100 pounds of ICE to the water, I guess. Coldest water ever. I went alone, which is good. Billy couldn't handle it, I promise.
Either way, we like to swim, Lily and I. I get excercise and SHE gets off my bladder for an hour. Aaaaaah. It's about to storm now, but maybe this afternoon? Hmmmmm.

Everyone keeps saying, "NO WAY you'll last til your due date..." and I'm starting to believe them. That's bad. It's making me a little impatient. Making US impatient. Billy calls me every day and asks me if I've had the baby yet. Yeah, I did...forgot to call and tell you, retard.

I love him. He is amazing. He rolls with EVERY single cranky thing I come up with. He's working on his new hobby, screenprinting...his first project will be printing a kickass sleeper for his daughter. This is HIS obsession. That and trying to SCARE the baby out of me. I'm not kidding.

But, as painful and cranky and overtly BLOATED I am, this is such a blessed, happy time. I cannot believe how absolutely grace-filled our lives are and I am so thankful.

Anyhoo, hopefully there will be no more posts b/c I will give birth in the next ten minutes. Let us pray. :)

Love,
Kimmer