Monday, September 28, 2009

It's Go Time!

We're headed out to the hospital!

Joe-Z, smile and nod and tell me "it's understandable." You're gonna be the best coach ever baby!

Boys, be good for Mema and Papa. We aren't leaving you. You'll come see us later. You're gonna be the best big brothers EVER. I just know it. I love you both so much.

Mom, please get your bum on a plane and get here by in the nick of time to help her out into the world!

Cris and Kayla - who's going to feed me ice and fan me with a folder? I guess I'll have to fend for myself :o(

Friends, thank you for your prayers!!!

And Savannah, I can't wait to meet you and hold you and kiss you and snuggle you and feed you and dress you in a million different girly outfits a day! I love you so much already! (p.s. - come out quick, k?)

Heavenly Father, please bless our doctors and keep the both of us safe.

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Savannah Banana is almost here!

This is her as of today, at 37.5 weeks.

What a cutie, huh? She's got those same cheeks like the boys, but I personally think they'll be smaller (Joe-Z says "let's hope!", lol).

Upon my doctor's recommendation, we've decided to induce on Monday. She'll be 38 weeks. According to the ultrasound she weighs 7 lbs, 15 oz today. So, (give or take a half a pound for accuracy of the ultrasound and adding a half a pound for how much she'll gain in the next 5 days) she should come out somewhere between 8 and 9 pounds on Monday (my tired old body feels like she'll be on the high end there, but something inside me says the lower. We'll see!). That'll make her our smallest yet!

My doctor (who we love) and the rest of his office will be out of town from the 1st to the 6th, which is the week before our original due date. As of Tuesday, I am at 2cm, 80% effaced and completely soft. I've been having contractions (I think...never really had them on my own before, but it feels just like what "they" say they do) since last week, but nothing consistent yet. He doesn't think I'd make it to 40 weeks, and I really don't want to go into labor and have a doctor deliver my baby that I've never met before and has no idea about me or my wants and wishes for childbirth, you know? Florida is pretty uptight about VBAC's, and I was lucky enough to find a doctor that is pretty willing to let me take the liberties I'd like (within reason). I don't want to risk the chance of losing that opportunity and ending up with a doctor who's ideas could differ so drastically from mine.

I really wanted to go into labor on my own this time. To see how big one of our babies would actually get if we left them in there to cook the whole pregnancy. To have to wake up Joe-Z in the middle of the night and say "I think it's time." To make our way to the hospital in excruciating pain wondering how far along I've progressed. And then to sit in the silly waiting room to be seen by a nurse while I'm obviously in pain and to hear them say "Yep, you're in labor." I guess I just wanted to know that my body actually could have a baby on it's own. Even though I've had 2 children, one c-section and one natural, sometimes I don't really feel like a true mom since I've never gone start to finish by myself.

Maybe next time.

This time, we're taking the side of safety and security over letting my emotions run wild with the "I wanted to's."

Unless, of course, I go into labor before Monday morning. That's what we're praying for anyway, and if we could, we'd like to ask for your prayers as well! {I'm thinking Sunday afternoon, after church and nap time. Think I can tell Heavenly Father that??? :o) }

As I type, the first load of baby girl clothes is running through my washer with Dreft (love the way that smells!!!). For some reason, I found myself getting teary-eyed as I carefully selected the first outfits she'll wear. Can we really be bringing another little spirit into the world in a couple of days (and can we really be having a little girl)? Are they cute enough for her? Will they be comfortable enough? Will they even fit, lol.

We'll keep you updated and pictures will be soon to come!!!

Monday, September 14, 2009

One person's Craigslist Ad...

is one little boy's treasure!!!

His Noah's Ark, actually!

We found this awesome toddler bed for Levi's 3rd birthday on Craigslist for 50 bucks! SCORE! Our friends had given us a toddler bed a while back, which the boys loved...for playing sleeping happening though. And then they broke it. So we needed to get a new one, and this one is perfect!

He loves it! He slept the whole night through last night (even though it took him an hour and a half to actually fall asleep)! I woke up a little baby didn't even cry for me once!

It's okay though. I guess it's just preparing the way for
Savannah to get here :o)

John Morgan likes it pretty good too :o)

Sunday, September 13, 2009

28 days to go!

Soon we'll be meeting Savannah, and I think all of us are ready! ;o)

We're thinking she'll be smaller than the boys. The ultrasound we had at 28 weeks had her measuring in the 40th percentile! I said, "Are you sure?" Lol.

At my last appointment the midwife felt around on her and
then said she doubted she'd be that small and noted that I measure ahead for the first time this pregnancy. Only by about week and a half though. I really trust the ultrasounds...they were dead on with both of the boys. So, we'll see! We'll have another one in a week or two to give a birth weight estimate, so that'll be fun!

So, without further ado, 36 week pictures!!!!

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

A prayer from the heart

On September 1st Levi offered his first prayer (unassisted by me or Joe-Z). It was one of the sweetest moments either of us have experienced since we became parents almost 3 years ago. He's said the goodnight prayer every night since. Tonight, he took it to a whole new level.

His prayer went like this:

"Dear Heavenly Father, we thank the for our door. Thank thee for family. Thank thee for this day. Thank thee for our cribs. Thank thee for food. Thank thee for John Morgan and Levi and Daddy and Savannah and Mommy. And for Dora and for Boots and for Blue and for Sprinkles. In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen."

I haven't smiled so big in a long time. It was just so sweet and sincere...Dora and Boots and Blue and Sprinkles? Gotta love it!

Update: On Thursday night, I asked Levi to offer the blessing on the food for dinner. He said the longest prayer I've ever heard, lol. He thanked Heavenly Father for EVERYTHING! He also thanked him for 1, and for 2, and for 3, and for 4, all the way up to 20. As much as he loves numbers, I have no doubt that he really was thankful for all those numbers! SOOOOOO cute!