hee hee hee whooooo

So we went to our childbirth class last night and all and all it went good.
There wasn't much new information (I've read a lot of stuff) and all of the other couples in the class aren't due until June (felt a little like a major procrastinator), but there were a couple tips and just some general stuff about the hospital I didn't know. We watched the dreaded live vaginal birth video, but it wasn't as bad as I remember it being. Big difference between being pregnant and watching a baby's head crown and being 15 years old, sitting in health class with your friends...

Our teacher is one of the nurses at my doctor's office and a massage therapist and a doula, so like I said there were some good little tips. Like did you know that the scent of peppermint oil will relieve nausea? She also showed us some different pressure points to have our partner massage and we practiced "breathing through the pain" with a bag of ice on our arms.
The best part though was when my sweet, sweet husband surprised me and signed me up for a massage. She has a table that the belly part comes out of which means I GET TO LAY ON MY FRONT SIDE AGAIN!!
I'm very excited, if you couldn't tell...

Other than that, yoga was awesome yesterday. I went in feeling a little fragile (I had gotten myself pretty worked up the night before and I didn't sleep well) and I swear, my teacher is the greatest, she's a mind reader. We did the cleansing breath exercise that I love. You sit on the floor with your fingertips touching the ground next to you, like roots, and then you breath in through your heart center and imagine the breath traveling up your throat and into your forehead, on the exhale you imagine that breath washing over your forehead and down your shoulders and out your finger tips. It is such a great way to get rid of any residual "dirt" you've accumulated in your head. So we did that, followed by lots of yummy spine work and then we did a whole series of warrior poses. I left class feeling much better!

Saturday is 37 weeks.
Sweet baby Ray will finally be ripe!
So I guess he just has to decide what day he wants his birthday to be...

xo

week 36

I was without my camera this weekend but we will get a week 36 and-one-half, shot today.

xo

i wish you could hear me laughing

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just call me chunky chunk

I had my first weekly doctor's appointment today and I have gained 6 pounds in the past 2 weeks!

That's a personal best.

People keep saying things like: "you're about to pop" and "you're probably due any day now, huh?" and I still have one month (or so) to go.
You know this last part is really fun, in it's own way too. I don't feel quite as cute as I did say, 3 months ago, but in my humble and totally personal opinion, I think my belly is gorgeous. I am going to draw some sort of beautiful and intricate henna design on it one of these days. My own little temporary tattoo (because I am 27 and I still can't get over breaking my parents' last rule; there were only three: no smoking, no piercings and no tattoos). Speaking of tattoos I had a dream the other night that I got this awesome lion tattooed across my back only he wasn't scary at all, he was just relaxed and loungin' and looking all powerful. I think it was a metaphor for feeling courageous... Anyway the weird part was that Sweet Pea, from Project Runway, was the one giving me the tattoo... ok, let's not analyze this one too much.

On another note I'm going to make myself a t-shirt that reads: "Basketball Smuggler"

Whadda ya think?

xo

last but not least

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studio update

Yay! Look at all of this progress!

storage closet


start of drywall


starting to tape


Ahhh...


xo

week 35

seriously, look at this:



That is a whole lotta belly!

I had this whole thing planned where I was going to write about this pregnancy in retrospect. You know, what I've learned so far and the silly things I worried about in the beginning, but here I am at the computer, and I can't remember one of the things I wanted to say. It was going to be sentimental and deep, I remember that much... (ah, pregnancy brain, how I love you)

All I really have to say this week is that we have not packed a bag for the hospital yet.
We haven't taken our "childbirth class" and we have not toured the hospital.

And we are perfectly ok with that.

xo