Angel in Heaven

Last night a mom from my online playgroup held her sweet baby girl for the last time. I can't even imagine what that must feel like. I really admire her courage and strength through this terrible situation. Baby Destiny was born with a congenital heart condition called HLHS and fought the battle of a lifetime. 


Tonight I hug my babies a little bit tighter and count my blessings that they are healthy. We take these things for granted and we really shouldn't. 

An angel in the Book of Life wrote down my baby's birth & whispered as she closed the Book: "Too beautiful for this earth"

Please pray for healing and comfort for baby Destiny's family tonight. 

My Crafty Side

I've been feeling extra crafty lately. Maybe it's a part of nesting? Here are some things I've made so far for the baby.

I decided to recover the car seat to give it a little girly flair. Not sure I'm brave enough to tackle the canopy. We'll see. 

A burp cloth (more of these to come)

And a boppy cover! 

different fabric on each side: 

I even managed a zipper! 

This gorgeous fabric finally arrived in the mail and I plan on sewing a few more burp cloths with it. 

35 weeks and counting

Well I've made it to 35 weeks! I have gained a total of 14 pounds and my ankles are still there but puffy. My baby girl kicks constantly and has decided that she loves sticking her little feet up into my left rib. OW. It hurts like a son of a gun! Yup. It does. I am starting to get used to being uncomfortable. I'm trying really really hard to just treasure these last few weeks of pregnancy because I know myself and I'm crazy. I'm so crazy that I know I will actually miss all of this someday. My appointment was kind of a bust this week. The doctor wasn't in the office because he was delivering a baby. I guess that's the way it goes in the world of labor and delivery. So I was hooked up to the monitor and Cadence's heart rate wasn't showing very good variability with a rate only in the 110's. I started to feel anxious and nervous. I didn't pack a bag or even consider what *could* happen if she didn't look good on the NST. The nurse gave me some nasty soda to gulp and within a few minutes her heart rate was much more variable and the rate was up a teeny bit. Shew!! It got me thinking that I might want to pack our bags and just keep them in the car. I have lists of things I want to do before she's here. I've been chinking away at it slowly all while trying to lay down as much as possible to keep the contractions under control. The other night I had contractions every 3-4 minutes for over an hour and finally with the breakthrough pill I was able to get them to stop. But it is a reminder that she is in there and she WILL be coming out soon. We are shooting for 37 weeks at least.

Here is my view looking down.  Yes I can no longer see my feet! 

Here is another one of my horrible bathroom shots! 

Nesting

Not so much, In fact I can totally relate to this picture. It made me giggle.

Pill Popper

So the horrible thing? I pop pills all day long. Even worse? Sometimes I forget and end up needing to play catch up. That is no fun. It's 10:30 and I just realized I forgot to start my day off with my synthroid. This one has to be taken on an empty stomach. Oops. Then I have all these stupid vitamins I'm supposed to take along with my procardia. Then if I forget my zantac I am screwed! Same with the zofran. I am sitting here thinking, gee why is my esophagus burning and what's up with the nausea? Oh yeah. It would help if I had taken my morning pills. Hmph. You'd think being a nurse I'd be better at this. I am great at keeping track of pills for others but for myself I just don't give a flying flip. Unless I start to notice I feel "off". Great huh? So I just popped all my morning pills. Lined 'em up and shoved 'em down the hatch. I will be in so much trouble if I ever get really ill and need to take this crap long term.

I'm bored...

Yes I'm bored. So here are some baby bump pictures. These are not the best quality. I really should have Mike take a nice one before Cadence arrives. These bathroom mirror shots have GOT to stop.

32 weeks

33 weeks

What a difference a week makes! 

Footed Jammies

Is there anything cuter than a toddler wearing footed jammies?

There is a sweet innocence that reminds me of my own childhood. Curling up in my jammies to watch morning cartoons. 

Knowing that all is right with the world and that you are cozy and protected... I love footed jammies. I hope Ethan never outgrows this stage. Or if he does that he stays young and innocent. 

That's my preggo sentimental rambling for the day. Thanks for looking! 

Burp Cloth

Here is my burp cloth that I made last night. Ugh. Need to take one with the good camera, the cell phone pics aren't very nice. 

Getting Crafty

Today I attempted a boppy cover using an online tutorial. It didn't quite work out. It was way to small. :( So I wasted a yard of gorgeous Alexander Henry fabric and I'll have to give it another try. I did however have enough left over to make 2 burp cloths for the baby. I also have Canyon Flutter material coming in the mail (hopefully tomorrow) so I can make some more burp cloths. Here is one of my handy dandy creations for today. Note: the hubby went WITH me to JoAnn's today with no complaining. I was impressed.

Delightful Sunday

It's super bowl Sunday. *gag*. Can I say the only thing I'm looking forward to is the food and also the END of football season and the return of my husband on Sunday afternoons! I see productive weekends ahead. I see days no longer filled with screaming and shouting at the TV. Yippee!! I can't wait for a football free weekend. In honor of this special occasion I am making monkey bread. It smells delightful! My mouth is watering and the fact that I have borderline GD will not stop me. I am going to gobble some monkey bread, run to the hospital to get my labs drawn (pesky platelets) and get back here in time to go to the brother in laws house for a super bowl "party" in which I will consume whatever junk food is in front of me and wish I could be home cleaning my house and getting the last of my projects done. *sigh* There's always next weekend for that. I guess....

No more hair

Ok this mama is tired and fed up with cat hair. It is everywhere! I can vacuum and minutes later my clean carpets are again covered in clumps of cat hair. Ugh. It's not the cat's fault. She has long hair. Cat's shed. It's a fact of life. But I'm pregnant and tired and dang it she's clogging up my vacuum with her mane. So the solution: clip it. I took her to the groomer yesterday and she did surprisingly well. She had never been groomed before. Ever. I thought once the clippers came out that I was going to be covered in cat scratches. She was very good. She layed there on the table and let us torture her. The only time she tried to bite was when they clipped the hair on her front legs. That was fun! She managed to nip me once but luckily not the groomer. Is her new "do" pretty? Absolutely not! She looks really really ridiculous! Is it functional and going to help with my hair problem? Absolutely! (don't worry she is an indoor only kitty so she doesn't need a fur coat. I promise she won't freeze) Here are some shots of our new Jewel. (sorry darling)

Before: (taken a few years ago) look at all that hair!

After: