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Thursday, April 11, 2013

33 weeks

Lily falls asleep listening to "10,000 Reasons" or her new favorite song, "Hosanna." She also likes Taylor Swift's song, "Call me Maybe."

Her prayer the other night was this, "Dear Jesus, Thank you for everyone but the bad mans. I'm serious about that, Jesus." Matt said he was (quietly) laughing so hard that her bed was shaking (He was lying on her bed as they prayed). He was worried she would ask him why the bed was shaking and he didn't want to tell her that he was laughing at her prayer.

Lily is such a joy. I love her and am grateful that her heart is sweet.

33 weeks today!!!! My belly is getting "huger" every day. And third trimester has set it with its aches, pains, discomfort, sleeplessness, etc. (And the very loud thunderstorms are not helping with the sleeplessness!) Some days I am starving; other days I am hungry, but can hardly eat. Not sure what is the deal with that. Feeling ready to be done with pregnancy, but have a couple of months yet......

Ordered Lily's birthday invitations. Age 5 is coming up! She is very excited about being 5. She is reading. I have bought some I CAN READ books and she is flying through them. I have given her two and she has them down pat. I have several more. I was hoping to save them until her birthday, but she is such a book worm that I may not be able to contain them. I may end up giving them to her. She cherishes both of them and reads them every night. We check on her before we go to bed. Every night since I gave them to her, she is asleep with them on her lap.

There are several dresses that I would like to have, but don't see any point in ordering.....Once I am no longer pregnant, I still won't be my normal size. It would be months before I get to actually try them on to see if they are going to fit. Not to mention, dresses have gotten expensive. And for these reasons, I have not ordered them.....I have a few bathing suits that I have my eye on too. However, feeling as there is no point! Need to wear the cover up the "fat" suits for the summer! Maybe I should just order some shoes (not my favorite thing to shop for.)

Hoping that baby's nursery will be painted this weekend. And then the real fun starts: putting it all together! Ordered and received diapers and wipes. Have a doctor's appointment on Friday. Think I am going to beg to be off full bedrest. And also, I am going to ask them to not schedule any more ultrasounds. From 34 weeks on, I am hoping things will go smoothly-no need for ultrasounds. I am still having contractions, but they don't seem to be putting me into full-blown labor.

Bedrest is a continual process of self-denial. Everything from not helping around the house (it is hard not to help when dishwasher needs unloaded, food needs made, Lily needs help, things pile up). Self-denial can come in different forms such as wanting tea or something (chocolate souffles, soup, lemon pie, deviled eggs, fish tacos) homemade and not asking for it. Since Matt is already doing so much, I feel as though I should limit my requests. Self-control can be not going upstairs to check out the baby's nursery when Matt is working on it or saying no to Lily when she is asking me to make her a smoothie. Emotionally, it is draining. Emotionally, my heart breaks when I have to ask for help for a simple task such as filling up my own water or tell Lily no for something I would normally be glad to do. I am looking forward to these moments minimizing themselves. I am looking forward to going to Target, church, the lake, my grandma's/friend's, Starbucks, the grocery, the park. AND I HARDLY CAN WAIT to eat out at a restaurant. Club Soda, Henry's, Biaggi's oh how I miss thee!

Even if I do get off bedrest in the next 2 weeks, I am too pregnant to be moving around too quickly! Because I have been down so much, my strength is shot. I am so weak. I know that I will regain it. However, I am starting to wonder how I will even be able to carry an 8 pound baby up the stairs several times a day.

April 15th is coming upon us. Dad is almost done with his busy-est season. I have only seen a glimpse of him a few times since Christmas.