Our Baby Girl is Coming!

So this is my last post before our little girl comes. It is Wednesday night and she is coming promptly at 7 am on Friday morning. As of right now I am not worried at all. I am just excited for her to be here! Steve can hardly contain himself.

Which I have to give my husband a lot of love right now. He is so fantastic about taking care of me I don't even know where to begin. I know for the next couple of weeks he will be completely exhausted and I will not hear a word. I am having a C-section and he is going to be doing pretty much everything with Isaiah for awhile and a lot with our little Lilly. He is up before I am in the middle of the night and he is so loving with our son it brings tears to my eyes. (Although I never show him).

I know it's going to be hard adjusting to this new, wonderful life we are bringing into the world but we are ready to have her in our arms and learning about her. I know it will be a little hard on Isaiah for a little while but I know they will love eachother very much. It was not that long ago that they were playing together with all the grandparents so I am sure he will be excited to see her!

It may be a little while before I blog again, so to all a good night and I hope to have a lot of friend's entries to read when I do log back in the first time!

The Red Lobster Run

My darling sweet husband has come up with the "perfect" plan to save money during these hard times, if and only if you are expecting a baby and are in the last couple of weeks of pregnancy. He would really love Red Lobster right now but we are on a tight budget and having a baby in 10 days, there are other more important things for our money to go to right now.

So, the plan, go to lunch/dinner at your place of choice and at the almost end of the meal when the your expecting your ticket, start faking labor! Have your husband start freaking out and getting all nervous. Then start to run to the door screaming in agony and apologize that you are in too much of a hurry to pay. And then go home on a very full belly of lobster.

The saddest part of all of this? My husband really thinks it would work but he knows I would never do it so he won't push it. Not because it is wrong or ridiculous, just that I won't. Seriously?!?!

I thought this shampoo was tear free!

So my dear, sweet Isaiah has become desperately attached to his father in the last few weeks due to Steve being home, everyday. He cries when he walks away, even if it is a couple of feet. I admit I get hurt a little because Isaiah could care less for me it seems sometimes, and I grew him!

So I decided to take a bath tonight being 37 weeks pregnant and sore. Isaiah thought it was his bath time and started throwing in his toys. So I let him get in with me. We were having a fantastic time until Wonder Dad had to spoil it. He talked to us for a minute and then left.

Isaiah proceeded to cry the entire 2 minutes he was away and try to climb out using my leg. Upon Steve's return he wanted out and to be held by guess who. I am chop liver. But I am glad he loves his dad so much, I just want to be wanted sometimes. But in a couple of weeks our little girl will want me so it's probably a fair trade.

My life long question...

I discovered the hospital I was born at while re-doing my pre-adoption photo album recently. I sent off to have my and my birth mother's medical records sent to me. I have very limited information and my parents thankfully have been 100% honest with me with the little bit they have.

It was hard in a way because I only had her first name and a approximate age. I considered all the factors of if she took back her maiden name, she had been married at least once and the age I knew she was when she gave birth. I used my social security number for myself assuming on that being a for sure bet to find at least what was in there about me.

No luck. I waited with excitement and nervousness for about 3 weeks and then totally forgot about it. Which I figured was because I was getting ready for the baby and putting my time and energy into Isaiah. It took about 5 weeks and the hospital was not able to find any records. It had probably just been too much time or it was the wrong hospital.

So I came to realization that maybe I do not need to know what my medical history was/is. Of course it would be great to know, but at this point I already have a healthy baby and another on the way.

WHAT ON EARTH AM I SCARED OF? I can live a perfectly fantastic life with my husband and children without knowing that information. Yes, at times it would be great to know where I came from, but what really matters is what I do with my family with what I have.

Someday I may try to look again, but for now and for the first time in my life, I am satisfied with not knowing.

1st Post for awhile...

So it's been a little while, well, a long while.

In the middle of February Steve was laid off of the railroad and just got called back last week. (Yahoo!) We have had a lot of quality time together and I am SO ready for him to go back to work!

Isaiah still has 6 teeth and has starting walking! He is pretty darn good at it but still crawls when he wants to go faster. He now shakes his head no at us... where did he learn that exactly? We started signing 'all done' and so when he is finished eating he signs to us. It is a good start for more detailed communication.

I am scheduled for my c-section on April 29th and then our little girl will be here! I am so excited. Only a little longer. But we do have to be at the hospital at 5 am that day and the surgery is at 7 am. I wonder if I will be able to make myself sleep?...

Otherwise we hope to have some fun activities in a couple of months for Isaiah. Camping, more swimming lessons, Salt Lake Zoo, Lagoon and the fourth of July! Maybe I will actually get half way decent at this and put up pictures with posts.