I haven't posted for a while because my life has been pretty mundane - you know, the typical cleaning the house, yard work, laundry, running errands, etc.?. Nothing too exciting. Today I figured I'd write about this pregnancy and baby that is about to come. Even though I still have about three weeks left, I'm ready for him to come out. Most people don't really understand it because I don't look like I'm 37 weeks pregnant (the doctor even told me she tells others about me and how my stomach is so small for as far along as I am) I probably look like I'm only 5 or 6 months pregnant, therefore they don't get what I'm feeling inside. I'm feeling the same as any woman who is 37 weeks along. I have serious heartburn!!! So bad that I was choking and waking myself up the other night with the worst burn in my throat and then I wasn't able to stop coughing. Tums are no longer potent enough, I've moved on to Tagamet. Much better! My back is in constant pain - especially my right side. I think that's where the baby is located, more in my back and that's why I'm not really showing in the front. The only good thing about that is that I haven't worn any true maternity clothes. I wear some of my normal "bigger" clothes. I refuse to wear those maternity pants with the paneling in the front - YUCK!!!! A girl in our ward came up to us after Sacrament and told us that she just found out a few weeks ago that I was pregnant. She was shocked when I told her that I had less than a month to go. Curtis and I have thought that ward members are going to be a bit curious when we do show up to church with a baby. Will they be thinking, "Did they just adopt a newborn?" Or we have the feeling that many will say, "We didn't even know you were pregnant!" I guess that's a good thing.?. Anyway, enough about the pregnancy I'll talk about the new little one coming. We still don't have a name picked out for him. We have a few in mind, but are just waiting to see him. A particular name doesn't just jump out at me. Hopefully one will stick out when he is born. Also, I have a feeling he'll be either 6, 7, or 8 pounds - average. So many have asked me if he is going to be a premie (because of the size of my stomach). "He'll be right on, and just fine." is what I tell people. They are really concerned that he is going to be small. He may be skinny (since both Curtis and I were when we were born), but he'll be a normal weight. We are both excited for him to come. Curtis has never really babysat, changed diapers, been around kids. I think he will act like a little kid when the baby does come. For some reason I can see him waking up the baby just so he can hold him - even after I asked him not to. I have babysat too much in my life. I have been around kids most of my life - especially the adult years and feel like I somewhat know what to expect. Curtis will be the dad that wrestles with the little guy and makes messes with him. I will probably be the disciplinarian, more strict parent. Seeing Curtis change a diaper will be entertaining! It will be fun to watch him interact, and he is excited to learn how to take care of his little guy. There is no doubt that he will jump right in and help! We are anticipating what he will look like! Will he have tons of black hair (what I want), blonde hair, or no hair at all? Will he be a good baby and hardly ever cry except for when he needs something, or will he cry all the time because he has a bad belly or wants to be held all day? I guess the answers to these questions will come soon enough and I'll let you know. Despite being 30 and mature and wise (yeah right), I'm still scared and nervous. Scared for the pain that I'm about to experience even though my plan is to get an epidural, nervous for when I'm really responsible for him. I only hope and pray he turns out to be a good person who wants to serve others and be the best he can be.
