The end is near!

39 Weeks:

I have been on bed rest for my 4th day now and let me tell you it is EXTREMELY BORING. I feel for those people who remain on bed rest for weeks or months even. I would go insane, I just know it. I am used to working 40+ hours a week. I enjoy my job, I like working, and I don't think I could handle being at home all day every day, especially by myself, laying on the couch not allowed to do anything...

I had an emotional breakdown last night. I am tired of being pregnant. I am 40 weeks now and
I have reached my limit of holding my miracle of a baby inside of me and I want her out. I want to look at her, hold her and take pictures of her rather than my large belly. I wish she would come naturally, but it doesn't appear that is going to happen. I am scheduled to be induced tomorrow morning. I don't really know how to feel. I am frustrated that my body won't let this happen naturally but at the same time I am excited to meet her no matter how it comes into place. Telling me things like "oh this is an indication that she is going to be a stubborn one" is really not helpful right now. I feel like you are cursing me to have a rotten child. I don't enjoy this.

Sorry this is not the most upbeat blog. I am not in the best of spirits at the moment. I just feel like crying really and I have done a lot of that already, so it is time to move on.

I am going to prepare myself to meet my baby girl tomorrow, you know by painting my nails...because that is super important. Call me crazy, but I have to have SOMETHING to occupy my time. And why not attempt to make myself look pretty?

Here is a picture of Mia, Jules and I last Monday. The girls are so excited to meet their new cousin, it is really sweet. They were all up in my business, but I don't mind, because they are some of my favorite people. Sorry for the cleavage shot...it really was not intentional. Connie was trying to get a cute picture and it took about 30 shots to get this one. The girls were more interested in watching tv (Mia) or being crazy (Jules).

The next post you will see should hopefully be pictures of miss Calli...

Shower Pics Part 2

Here are a few more pictures:


Here is the aftermath of the shower at my house:

At the church shower:

One at a time...

One

At

A

Time

Yes...that is exactly how many photos it allowed me to add...so this is what you get for now. I am tired and this is entirely too time consuming. So here are the 3 you get for now.

Me and my wonderful friend Kari...comparing bellies again.

Calli's room

The table at my shower

Trying again

with no luck...tried for the second time now to upload pictures from my baby showers. Stinking blogger!

I will try again another time.

And to those of you who might be wondering:

Yes, I am still pregnant...STILL!

Swollen
Heartburn
Cannot bend over
Heavy belly
Easily winded
Tired
Not sleeping well
Waiting...just waiting to meet our little girl.

35 Weeks & Uncomfortable

Destructive Dogs

Cone Head

This is Mr. Kalani in his cone...so sad, yet SO necessary! (And a little amusing.) This dog is a major licker and he is not supposed to lick his wounds. He has no peripheral vision with this thing on and majorly runs into stuff, knocks things over and scratches you up trying to get to you. All in all I find the cone very annoying, and so does he. We tried to take it off of him after 7 days (the vet said to wear it 7-10 days) because his surgery site looked pretty good. Well after we got home that day he apparently had nursed his wound all day and made it bright pink and puffy again. So the cone went back on and he was covered in neosporin to try to counteract his crazy licking abilities. So thus we are here at day 10, the site will be examined again and we will see if he is ready to have it taken off for good! I know I am ready! I am tired of being beat up by it!