More Pics

Once I got released from bed rest, one of the first things I wanted to do was get some maternity pictures with Bryan.  Here are a few of my favorites from our 37 week session.  They all turned out great!

Nursery Pics

The nursery is pretty much done.  Some of the decor & items in his room are things from mine & Bryan's childhood - books, blankets, knick knacks.  I just have some blank picture frames to put pictures in, and maybe put up one decal behind the crib. And have a baby, of course!  

39 Weeks

With each passing day, I'm still a little surprised nothing has happened. But that just means another preggo pic!

ILL

To me Fall means a chill in the air, the smell of a charcoal grill, a bloody mary with your breakfast brat, a really good tailgating playlist courtesy of Ryan or Rich Bosch, and Illini football. If you were going to grow up in the Bosch family, you were going to have this family tradition instilled in you. I've loved this time of year since I can remember. And there are pictures, and bad perms, that go way back to show we've been doing this for a long, long time. When you open your front door on that first football Saturday, and it "smells like football", Fall has arrived.  

So, of course, my son will spend many a Saturday tailgating with the family, listening to his Grandpa Bosch & great Uncles argue over the game, the coach, the players, who watered down the field for that Casey game back in HS, and cursing the Illini like we all do. Yes, we know they suck. Maybe we're gluttons for punishment. Most of us are Cubs fans, too. Maybe it's our love for the Chief and the football atmosphere. Whatever it is, it's tradition. I wouldn't have it any other way.

I had someone make this Illini diaper cover and bow tie for me - I couldn't help myself!

And, yes, I'm still pregnant :)  I almost can't believe I'll be 39 weeks tomorrow. I am starting to slowly notice some changes - normal stuff. My DR asked if I wanted to be induced this week. I quickly responded "no". I don't want to rush this. He has to come sooner or later, and he will come when he is ready. I spent 8 weeks not doing anything. I'm really enjoying this "Me" time. No need to rush it. It's kind of fun to wonder when the day will be. And if I feel great, might as well keep trucking on.

ILL - INI!!

38 Week Pictures

I went out to my friend Laura's house last night to get another picture taken. Have I mentioned how awesome she is?! I am so happy with the photos we've taken to document my pregnancy. I can't wait to see what she comes up with for the newborn pics! We're working on some ideas, and I'm very excited for them.

We're not sure how many more pregnancy pictures we'll get to snap, so I'm glad to get in what I can. Maybe we'll get to take another one next week?

Laura is 33 weeks pregnant with her third baby. She has 2 adorable little boys. Laura and I were college roommates, and have known each other for about 11 years now. It's fun to be able to share this special time with her. Doesn't she look so pretty!!

I'm nesting like crazy since I've been off bed rest. I was already a super organized neat freak. Now it's on a whole other level. You might call it a crazy level. For instance, I was rudely awakend at 4am by one of my precious cats (Lily) pouncing off me for fun. I couldn't go back to sleep. I really wanted to go downstairs and organize a cabinet. I made myself wait until 6:30am.


Some of my family came over today to help get some last minute projects done. God bless Bryan, my mom, grandparents and frousin, Kristen. We got SO much done. I know everyone is probably so tired. I really appreciate the hard work. I was telling them that no one will ever want to come see me again because I put people to work when they're here. There should be a lull in activity for awhile, until the next big project I come up with :-).

38 Weeks

It has been 1 full week since I've been released from bed rest. I'm so happy that he's still safe and sound, and we've reached 38 weeks! He's pretty much all developed now. My doctor hasn't taken his measurements in awhile, but he's probably close to 7lbs & 20in. He is ready to go in the real world. At my appointment this week my doctor told me I'm 1 - 2 cm dilated. What does that mean? Nothing, really. I can stay this way for a couple of weeks, or I could go into labor. I'll get checked again next week. That will give us a better idea of how I'm progressing......or not. I have this feeling that he is pretty comfy in there, and I'll probably be overdue after all of the stress & bed rest. All that matters is having a healthy baby.

I've played catch up this last week. I got a lot of things done that had been looming over me. I even went back to work. I was a little apprehensive about that, but it hasn't been bad at all. It's so nice to see my coworkers again, and to just get back into a normal routine. I'm pretty wiped by about 1pm, but what 9 month pregnant woman wouldn't be? I actually have come home every day after work and, get this, laid on my couch. My couch, my nemesis. I long for it while I'm at work. Go figure!

I'm going to keep on enjoying these last few weeks/days of me time, and Bryan and me time. Soon there will be an exciting, new chapter in our lives......the 3 of us! EEEEK!

Freedom!

Waking up this morning took me back to my childhood. It was just like waking up on Christmas morning. I could do anything I wanted to do today, within reason of course. Today I am 37 weeks - full term! I no longer have to stress about having a premie, I am going to have a termie!

This morning I got up, got ready, threw a load in the washer, organized the freezer and a couple of cabinets, and then I needed to sit down. I went to get my eyebrows waxed, get a pedicure, have lunch with a friend, and then back to the house for a nap. I got a much needed haircut, then back home to sit on the couch. Bryan & I also finally got to go on a date. We went to our favorite resaurant (Station 220) & had a delicious dinner. I even took a bite of his rare steak - I am so bad! Rare steak is my favorite, and I have missed it dearly during this pregnancy.

I have a ways to go before I get some stamina back. I am now experiencing what it feels like to carry baby weight, and to just be pregnant. It makes me happy.

This was my fortune from lunch today:

Dear Little Man - this is not an invitation for you to come now. Please stay comfy a while longer.
Love, Mama.

As my night winds down, I'm going to finish celebrating my freedom with some alcohol free wine (no, I did not feel awkward waddling in to Friar Tuck today), tv time & my couch. It's crazy that I even want to be on my couch right now. But I'm choosing to be here, not forced, and it feels damn good.

Free at last. Free. At. Last.