A bunch of nothing

No news yet!  Sorry, I like to get my posts published a little earlier than this – I hope none of you thought anything exciting happened that prevented me from posting earlier.

Here’s what’s been going on:

Josh worked last Saturday and my in-laws who are normally in town were vacationing.  I was home with the kids by myself.  And guys?  I totally thought it was “the day”!  I woke up not feeling well.  I ate cereal and then wished I hadn’t.  I started having contractions that weren’t like the Braxton Hicks ones I’ve been experiencing SO MUCH lately.  They were different, but not necessarily painful – I thought they were going to progress to the painful, get-‘er-done kind (please forgive me for using that phrase *cringe*).  The weirdest part was the hormones pulsating through my body.  It felt a little bit like adrenaline.  I was downright shaky!  The boys were extra needy that morning and I didn’t really get to sit down and think about what was happening.  Finally, after I cooked mac & cheese for them, I sat down and assessed the situation. I was still feeling something, I just didn’t know what it was.  After lunch, I got the boys to sit down with me on the couch to watch a movie.  Jett and I fell asleep.  When I awoke, everything had stopped.

Since then, I haven’t received any signals or signs.

The most wonderful thing happened yesterday that made the whole not-having-a-baby-thing worth it!  My in-laws had come home, but were (are) still enjoying a week of vacation from work.  They called yesterday morning and asked if they could take the boys for the day, stay overnight visiting grandparents, and bring them home sometime tonight.  I asked how soon they could pick them up!  Not really, but I was lucky that within two hours, I was kissing those boys good-bye!  I was expecting the boys to do or go somewhere with them later in the week, but not yesterday, so I was elated to get “the call” early.

I suddenly had a free day and what did I do?  I scheduled a pedicure!  My dad laughed and laughed when he heard this.  I had never before had a pedicure and thought with all those pressure points in the foot/ankle/leg region, some of them known to start contractions, it was worth a shot!  So far, no luck, but it was sure relaxing and as a friend said, “Worst case, you have pretty toes!”

And that’s where I am today, on the couch blogging about my pretty toes and not at the hospital.  I am excited, though, that I will get to see that ripe baby of mine today via ultrasound.  I have an appointment this morning at the hospital for the ultrasound and then across the street an hour later with the midwives.  I’m honestly not expecting to hear any news.  I am expecting them to confirm that everything looks good and to wait it out.  In all fairness, I’m still a week and a day from my due date, so I shouldn’t be this wound up about him not coming… yet.  It will happen soon enough and it’ll be exciting when he decides he wants to meet us.

I also have a date night with girlfriends tonight that I could not be more excited for and wouldn’t want to miss.  I’m looking forward to every little thing between here and whenever baby comes to pass the time and not dwell on the fact I’m not holding him now.

I will post this afternoon with a post-appointment update.  Like it or not, you guys are on this joy ride with me!  I’m glad you’re here.