Happy Day :D

Today has been a good day. A VERY good day! A very good day indeedy do :)

Had my pressentation scan first thing this morning. I won't lie, I woke up at 6.30am unable to get back to sleep as I got a bit worried and paranoid about where baby was moving. But then Pippin gave me a cuddle and told me it would all be ok! And after rather a few prayers I started to feel like it would!

The scanning lady didn't keep us waiting too long and as soon as she started she said its head was down :D a HUGE relief. I then tried to refrain from looking at the screen too much in case I saw anything in the downstairs department, but to be honest everything was so big and grey me and ma had no idea what was going on! Even better though she couldn't measure little pip's head properly because it was so low down :) then they gave us the low down- baby is swimming in the right amount of fluid (so my hugeness so many people see in me is not lots of water) but baby is above average in size but not on the 'big' scale! She said, around 8lbs with a slightly evil twinkle in her eye. I asked if I could get it in writing and she laughed... But she did in someway assure me it's not a 10lb monster!
So we were all very happy! Just means pip needs to arrive soon because I don't really want it growing much more considering it could be in there another 2 or so weeks!

Was also a happy day as ma and pa surprised us by giving us our Christmas present early :) a most amazingest tumble dryer! Our lives are complete! I'm sure it will be well used!

And thirdly, we finally found out how much Davey babe's 6 monthly pay rise is, and it's higher than he thought was possible! A wonderful blessing! Dave said it's as payment from Heavenly Father for his new calling hehe :)

One thing's for sure...we are blessed beyond measure! And secretly I'm hoping we'll get another final one in the next day or two in a chunky baby form :) Surely that's not asking too much ;)

The naughty 39 week old...

39 weeks today! And baby is proving to be more like it's daddy than ever being a cheeky little thing! Saw the midwife this morning and she's was trying to find baby's heart but they were playing up! She couldn't work out where it was and stuff.. she said it felt like pip's head was down in my pelvis, but she was picking up their heart high up.. and then there's a boney lump where the bum should be which could be it's head (or a boney bum!). Sooo yep... all very upside daisy and it means we get to see little pip tomorrow morning on a scan! I think we may be shielding our eyes from the screen as I've heard that bits or lack of bits are much easier to see this far on! But it does mean that soon to be Nanny Shell will get to come with me as her and pa are arriving tonight, so it will be a wee adventure! Let's just hope this baby sorts itself out!! Otherwise I'll be having a few words with them!!!

Poorly Patrick Pair

Writing this amid sniffles and a fatty feeling head... as well as with a baby inside me who seems to be all to happy to keep me awake when I'm trying to rest. One piece of advice... do not get a cold in your final weeks of pregnancy! Tis not fun at all! As if you didn't have trouble sleeping already... I woke up at 1.45am this morning feeling a wee bit delirious and unable to get to sleep! After changing rooms twice, I managed to get a couple more hours before I woke up all zombieish and said goodbye to the hubby. I actually felt like a ghost... a very heavy tired useless ghost... though somehow I still managed to make his pack lunch- was obviously in automatic mode! After saying a big loud prayer out loud I decided to listen to some general conference and rest... so I rested during that before managing another hours rest. At least my spirit was edified even if my body totally wasn't! All in all has been a long tiring poorly day.. but very gratefully hubby has stayed home from going out to Ward Council... I felt slightly bad as it was like his first opportunity to properly do his duty as the new second councillor on the bishopric (we were rather shock-ed and amaz-ed by the call to say the least, and it's taken some adjusting to!), but obviously they all understand that poorly pregnant wives come first, even if it's only his company that makes me feel any better :D Plus... he had the cold first, so it's kinda his fault I've got it I reckon! You share everything in marriage it seems!

Second reason not to get poorly when pregnant is that your only source of medication is paracetamol.. oh how I dream of beechums and actifed, and all those other drowsy or caffeine fueled pills! Thus hot lemon and olbas oil are also on the menu to try and sooth this poor soul- I'm not one to shy from self pitying especially when in such a state! Luckily got my 38 week midwife appt tomorrow so maybe the midwife will be able to give me some magic cure! One can only hope! Baby better wait this cold out before it comes... I is not ready to go into labour with a runny nose... not a good look I'm sure and not the best first impression to give to little pip! So stay in there for the weekend at least :D

Hoping you feel appropriately sorry for me :) flowers and chocolate are welcome (chocolate more so if I'm totally honest!)

Here's to hoping for a better night's sleep :( oh how I feel this is but a snippet of things to come!!

Full term??? What?? Huh???....

When did this happen! Although it seems a long time coming, I'm now suddenly realising how fast the past 9 months have gone! It makes the mind boggle!

37 weeks today... so baby will officially be arriving in the next 5 weeks!! Like this is it... this is the be all end all!! Obviously it would be nice for it to come in 2-3 weeks :) but I'm getting to the point where I don't really mind waiting as the reality of everything is starting to set in.... I'm gonna be a mum with a newborn baby for pity's sake! Who planned this???? There's one big man cheese to hold responsible that's for sure (and nope it's not Davey Babes!).

Met with my wonderful midwife yesterday for THE talk! And I was surprised how relaxed I felt coming out. I think I'm just really grateful that I have a laid back personality in terms of I accept that what's going to happen in birth is going to happen and I can't control it... luckily I'm not big on being in control of everything too.... Also helps that my midwife's not made a big deal of having a birth plan, so I don't have false expectations! The dream plan would be to have a low risk labour, and to be able to just relax at home and have baths as long as possible before needing to go to the hospital (I'm planning Lord of The Rings, Harry Potter, and Twilight marathons to pass the time :). Would love to go to the birth centre and have a birthing pool and other contraptions and have a normal labour :) not sure if I want to deliver in the bath, but I imagine if everything gets going I'll just go along with whatever feels right and is the most relaxing. But I'm ready for whatever they think is best for me and I accept that water and gas and air may not be enough to keep me sane, and I may be in labour for a LONG time and need other help! As long as I can stay relaxed and those around me keep calm (which I hear midwives are PRO at) I think I'll be ready for anything! But maybe that's a bit hopeful. As long as baby comes out happy and healthy I'll accept however and whatever way it needs to come into the world!

So when are they going to arrive?! That's the question now! We've started taking sex, date and weight guesses, and most think it will be just before or just after my due date of the 25th, that it will be a boy, and weigh no more than 8lbs (which secretly makes me happy :). Dave and I are being somewhat optimistic I think though.. as he's guessed next Saturday (13th) and my feeling a couple of months ago was the 15th so I thought I would go with that. Although Dave was adamant that baby is coming today... but at the moment that's definitely not proving to be the case! I think he's just looking forward to having time off work :D little does he know it's not gonna be quite the holiday experience :D

My mum is coming to stay the week of my due date, and then my dads coming to join her the following week, so I think they're hoping it will come whilst they are here, which would be nice. Although I can't imagine what my mums gonna be like if Dave and I have to go into the hospital whilst she's here by herself, and she decides to stay at our house to wait it out. I'd bet that we'd come back to a spick and span house.. may have to get lots of baking ingredients so she can bake the time out! Fingers crossed there'll be a Man Utd game on to distract her... but the combination could also make her nerves explode... we shall see :D

One thing's for sure the next few weeks are going to be new and exciting and well... who knows?? :)

AND... we finally have our boys name :D woop woop! Just in time hey? I keep forgetting that we don't know what sex it is.. it's just become a baby :D with no bits either way hehe...

Wish me luck and relaxation!