Hudson

Born 06/01/2009 9 lb. 9 oz, 21 in long

We're having a baby!

In case you haven't heard, I am being induced tomorrow morning at 8:30 at St. Joseph's hospital. Hopefully it will going fairly quickly, though, not too quickly.

Most of the house is packed up already. If you're not sitting on it, or wearing it, Brian is trying to pack it up. We closed on the house and are getting all ready.

It seems crazy that by this time tomorrow, I'll have a crying baby. I mean, a sweet little baby.

Baby and house update:

1. Hudson is already in trouble. He's grounded to his crib as soon as we bring him home. None of that, "Look at me. I'm a cute baby." is going to get him out of his punishment. He's in no hurry to get here. So we wait. We had him measured by ultrasound. They measured his head size, torso, femur and according to the computer model, he weighs 8lbs. 9ozs. Every day he stays in he gains 1 oz. Oh good.

2. WE GOT THE HOUSE! Finally! The many months long drama is almost at it's conclusion. Our loan went through and now all we have to do is sign the papers. They're trying to work it out so we can sign them down here, in CA, instead of going to Utah. It's going to cost a couple of hundred dollars, but so would making a trip to Utah and if you haven't noticed.... I'm very pregnant.

3. Moving: We are most likely moving on the 26th of June. This is subject to change, but it's MY plan for right now. Brian just nods his head and makes agreeing noises. (I think they're agreeing. Maybe not.)

I quit cub scouts. I got them through their badge for this month and then told them I was too miserable to do it anymore.

I know, I'm boring because I don't post any pictures anymore. What can I say? It's true. I am boring.

There IS a baby... it's just still inside me.

I went to the doctor on Monday because I've been having migraine headaches. It's weird, because I don't get migraines and to get 3 in 3 days seemed odd. I asked him if it could be pregnancy related. He sent me to labor and delivery for some blood tests and to monitor the baby. As soon as I got to L & D my body sensed the baby pheromones in the air and started contracting. I really think Brian thought I was faking it. Good thing there was a machine showing the contractions up on a monitor. I had contractions every 3 minutes for 6 hours, but I didn't progress fast enough and they sent me home. Darn... I was so close. Since then, nothing. I've had a few random contractions, but nothing really. EVERYONE keeps calling. My phone rang all day. "Am I going to have a baby tonight?" How would I know? If I knew when the baby was going to come, I'd be a much happier woman. Tell you what-- I'll let everyone know the minute something changes. But for now, nothing is happening. I've walked around the block, walked around the school, helped glue art for the school art fair, packed 3 boxes by going up and down a step ladder. Nothing. So everyone just hold your horses.

I went to the doctor this morning. No baby this week or anytime soon. I am measuring 42 weeks, so next week he'll do an ultrasound to check how big the baby is. Apparently you can't just induce a woman because she's tired of bring pregnant. I guess you need a reason. Sheesh. If the baby gets too big, that will be a justifiable reason. Stay tuned until next Thursday. I'll just keep cooking the baby.

There is nothing exciting to report.

No, we don't know about the house yet. Maybe we'll know by this Friday, the 15th. Yes, it's dragging on forever and killing us with stress and we're in a state of limbo.

No, I haven't had a baby yet. Yes, I'm still pregnant. I have already heard, I'm pretty sure, every folk remedy for getting labor started. I am constantly bombarded with suggestions... even from the refrigerator salesman at Pacific Sales who suggested I eat a pepperoni pizza and walk around the block. I've also been told: eat balsamic vinegar, walk up the stairs backwards, eat spicy food, etc. I'm just trying not to think about it.

I have a Dr. appointment on Thursday. I'll try tears, but my OB has been an OB for 30 years. He's pretty much unmoved by weeping and begging.

Tristan

So... Tristan lost another tooth on Saturday. It's one of the teeth on top, right next to the two front teeth (that he's also missing). The boys were wrestling on the couch and I had repeatedly told them to stop. Tristan was mostly the instigator, being as he was the one on top of Jack's back. I left the room and then heard Tristan yelling that Jack had hit him in the mouth. There is some confusion as to whether it was Jack's fist or head that connected. Of course I gave him the old, "I don't feel sorry for you at all. I told you to stop wrestling... blah blah blah." Then he cough up blood and a tooth. My next response was, "Wow... he really did hit you hard."

On Sunday during church, Tristan leans over to me and says, "Mom, I read in the bible (pause... you were reading the bible?) that Heavenly Father created space and the earth, and the plants and the animals in 6 days." I answer, "Uh huh..." He continues, "But mom, we know that space is infinite and everlasting. So if that's the case, he would STILL be working on space and never have had time to make earth and everything else." I looked at Tristan and thought several things... 1) How do you come up with these things? 2) How long has this been bothering you? 3) How can I explain all of this while trying to whisper and not incur the wrath of the church whispering monitor (Brian)?

Speaking of church, we've established a nice routine. Tristan draws and Jack promptly falls asleep during the whole first hour.

These are random pictures from the Discovery Science Center.

We're having a garage sale right now. I hate garage sales... I'm so uncomfortable with people coming and looking and then haggling with me. I just say something cheap so they buy it and leave. Currently I'm hiding in the house. Shhh... don't tell Brian he's out there alone.

Jack's Answer

Jack goes to a born-again Christian pre-school. I'm very happy with the teachers and the curriculum. There are a few side effects from the school though. One is Jack's answer to EVERY question is: Jesus. Here are two examples:

We're driving to the desert a few weeks ago and Jack wants to know how they make clothes. We talk about how cotton is grown and picked, but that it's full of little seeds. Then I said, "A man invented a machine that combed through the cotton and picked out the seeds so they didn't have to do it by hand anymore. Brian, do you know who invented the cotton gin?" Before Brian can answer Jack pipes up from the back, "Jesus!" Close... Eli Whitney.

The other day we were going to the library. Tristan asked who pays for the library and the other city buildings. Before I can answer... once again Jack interjects, "Jesus!" Again.. close... this time it's taxes.

It's become a running joke, although, Jack isn't in on the joke. Yesterday at church, in primary they asked a question and the answer really was Jesus. Tristan answered it instead. Amy looks over to me and says, "Where was Jack on THAT one?"

Pregnancy

Ah... the joys of being pregnant. ick. Brian pointed out the other night that I was making everyone miserable by being grumpy. Helloooo... why should only I be miserable??? He should at least have to share in that burden.

So I'm to the point that everyone asks if I'm 10 months pregnant. Uh.. no.
I am huge. My skin hurts on my stomach because it's being ripped apart from the inside. I also have trouble sleeping at night. A lot of trouble. See... when you're pregnant... towards the end, your body releases a hormone called relaxin. I'm not kidding... I'd like to personally punch whomever named it. RELAXIN? I'd have called it Annoyin. Anyway, it relaxes the ligaments in your hip joints in preparation for the glorious event. It also causes an extreme amount of pain while you're trying to sleep on your side. I can't sleep on my stomach, obviously and I can't sleep on my back because I can't breathe... there is a large elephant pushing upwards into my lung cavity. Fortunately, or unfortunately I get some measure of relief by sleeping on the couch. Full of hope I start out every night in my bed, and about 2 hours after going to sleep, end up having to sleep on the couch. Somehow Brian's not all that sad about this. Apparently sleeping next to me has lost some of it's magic when I have to flop around like a beached whale to turn over. So... I sleep on the couch... by Quick who sometimes decides that he needs to lick every part of his body during the night. Last night Anne's cat dropped the ping pong ball she was playing with off of the landing... then she meowed and came down to get it, but I was afraid it was going to be all Wild Kingdom with Quick attacking the cat, so I jumped up and chased the cat back upstairs... probably saved her life.

I have been having a fair amount of contractions, but as we all know, until they come like clockwork, they're just for practice. Whew, good thing I'm getting a lot of practice. Would REALLY hate to get there and do it wrong.

My Jack-O'-Lantern

We did it. We bought house #1. Look while you can because the listing will go down soon.

It all comes down to these two choices. You can check them out through photos and the video property tour.

www.utahrealestate.com/860344

or

www.utahrealestate.com/870869

For various reasons we picked house #1. We actually liked house #2 better, but house #1 had a better location, view and some amenities we decided we liked and we decided the house was a better investment.

Streect diet

So I went to the OB yesterday and he told me I gained too much weight this month. Two pounds too much.... and last month three pounds too much. Hmmm... he's "not happy with the weight gain." Also, my blood sugar is elevated and he told me, "You need to go on streect diet." (He has an accent) Ugh! What does streect diet involve? He told me, "No sugar, no sweets, no dessert, no bread, no pasta, no fruit, no juice, no carbs. Just meat and vegetables." I have to go back to get more blood work done after a week of the streect diet. Let's just say that so far, the streect diet hasn't been very much fun. I haven't even done it a whole day yet.

I went to the Pasta Connection with Brian for lunch yesterday... yeah... I had a tuna salad. Mostly I just feel like I'm hungry (read: grouchy) and I don't know what to eat. A can of green beans? Eggs for breakfast everyday? Maybe I just need to go to the store. Maybe I don't like meat that much.

Are the polka dots camouflaging the bump?

This is possibly an accurate representation of my life.

House update:

We heard from our Realtor that the house is tied up in a bankruptcy. We kind of knew this before, but officially the house can't be sold for 45 more days when the bankruptcy trustee releases the house from the bankruptcy. At that time, the house will be a short sale and we can proceed with the sale. We already put in an offer. We won't know for at least 45 days if our offer is even accepted. We will have to wait for the bank at that point to accept or reject it. Our loan got approved, so at least that one hurdle down.

Pregnancy update:

The baby is good and I'm as big as a house. I'm getting the, "Are you due any day?" Ummm... no... 3 more months. Brian even said, "How big can that thing get?" (referring to my stomach)

Funny stories:

Tristan has this reading log I have to sign for school. I saw it by the computer and he had written, on the parent signature line, M O M in black magic marker in his little kid handwriting. I'm not sure it's going to fool the teacher.

After a lot of phone calls, faxing and much document gathering.... we officially put in an offer on the house we like. The house is a short-sale (read: long sale) and the family is going through a bankruptcy, so we don't expect to hear for a while.

Children of the new millennium:

Tristan was asking where Brian was the other day. I didn't know. Tristan then said, "Can't we just use a GPS tracking device to find him?"

I'm quite sure I never uttered those words as a child.