Wednesday, April 29, 2009

And the dialation begins...

So I had my first weekly internal exam today. I can honestly say that I've never been excited to have a woman poke around in me until this morning...I just wanted to know if there was any forward progress for this little man's welcome into the world. And low and behold I am just over one centimeter dialated! WOO HOO! The doc said we should go into labor in two to three weeks. So everyone get excited for the day there is a new little Mathews! I know Mark and I can't wait.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Last ultrasound before we welcome our little man into the world

So I went in last Thursday for my final ultrasound before this little one comes into the world. Most of you have already heard my gushing about this so there may be some repetition for you guys...but for those that I haven't talked to here goes...

As of last Thursday he is 4 lb 12 oz. Apparently they are supposed to gain 3 pounds in the last 6 weeks. That would make our guy 7 lb 12 oz to 8 lb when he is born. YIKES! Hopefully he is on the smaller end of that scale. His belly measured about 5 days older than he was and his head measured 5 days younger than he is. So he's got a small head and a big bellers! I prefer this order than a big head and a small tummy! The doctor said he is head-down now and we're just waiting for the days to pass by until he comes into this world. I got a great pic of his nose, mouth and chin (he was covering his eyes with his arm) that makes me want to cry! It's adorable!!! He let out the biggest yawn when the ultrasound tech was trying to get him to move his arm. SO CUTE!!!

We're also moving in 2 weekends. I'm not excited about the actual moving part of moving...but I am pumped for the new place! Why can't your stuff just follow you and set itself up in your new home instead of you having to do all of the packing and unpacking, cleaning, lifting, driving...blah, blah, blah! I can't stand moving! It's easily one of my least favorite things...only things like cucumbers and celery come close.

And with all of these changes on the horizon my biggest concern is that I don't have an outfit to bring home my son home from the hospital in. I feel a ton of pressure from myself to get this taken care of, even though it is not the most important thing to do at this point. I'm also concerned that when I go to pick the fam up at the airport that he won't have a cute outfit for that day either. The things I worry about! I'm rolling my eyes at myself!