My how time flies!

Two years ago at this hour Hero and I were finishing a quick lunch at Carl's Jr. before heading to the hospital to confirm that my water had indeed broken....where has the time gone?

Hobbit Feet

It's official! I am pregnant! Last night my feet were so swollen they looked like something out of middle earth....I had hobbit feet. Even worse than that I had cankles!! Poor Hero, he laughed, I snapped, he chuckled, I cried....it was a rough night. But there is good news, the cankles are not permanent. I woke up to still swollen feet, but I can now see the ankle bone. So this morning I have ankles, by this afternoon the cankles may be back. Hopefully I will be better prepared to cope with them this time.

Maybe we aren't as baby dumb as we thought....

So last night was our second birthing class. Hero is convinced it is a waste of his time, but he goes because he knows not to push that button with me. Last week they mentioned briefly about post natal care of the perinium. Hero leaned over to me and with the hugest grin whispered, "That means they are going to ice your a@@!" He has found great amusement in the mental picture of them icing my bum. So when she mentioned it again this week we both couldn't help but giggle. In fact on the way home we had a good laugh when he said if I wanted to ice my bum I should just go sit in the snow on the deck. I told he had to stop or I was going to pee my pants. Last night we got a tour of the maternity ward. Not really much to speak about. There is a birthing tub, but as I plan on seeking pain relief via an epidural that is not an option to me. One of the fathers to be asked if the husbands got to use the hot tub. The instructor chuckled and politely told him no. Then we were in the nursery and one of the mothers to be started freaking out when the instructor talked about the first bath. She thought you couldn't use soap on a baby and was truly concerned as to the fact that they would be using Johnson's & Johnson's baby soap on her baby. And you should have seen the one father to be's face when the instructor mentioned that the wife may have a bowel movement during labor. It was classic I tell you! I did learn last night that I am not the only mom that doesn't particularly want a slimy, bloody baby put on my chest. Glad to know I am not alone on this one!

Following the light....

Well I guess Miss M knows how to listen to her daddy. She is officially head down. Way to go baby! Now just stay there!

Life is good

Not a whole lot going on in the life of me. But I suppose in the world of pregnant women boring is a good thing. We had a bit of nervous excitment going on here in the Wheeler household last week. Hero was told that there was a chance he would be leaving again. I was in a state of panic because I was excited for the opportunity for him, but terrified of being left alone with our newborn by myself with NO family around for four months. In the end he told them that he didn't want to go right now. I only hope he didn't ruin his chances for going in the future. At my last appointment Miss M had turned from her breach position. She wasn't completely head down, but her head was lower than her bum. It was rather precious to see my little girl on the ultrasound all tucked up. She had her legs tucked up under her in a head down, butt up position that I have been known to sleep in even as an adult. Hero finds it rather amusing that our little girl is just like her mama. I have felt her shift and move some more so there is no telling what position our little monkey is in now, seems to change at least twice a day. It is rather amazing that they move around so much and not manage to strangle themselves with their umbilical cords. How do they do that?