Nope, she's not here yet!

In case you're wondering, we're still waiting. No baby yet--hopefully soon!

Can't say no

A few little sister gifts have been showing up here and there, and I've just lost the drive to fight off the big sister. So, here's Avery trying out her little sister's new Bumbo chair (sorry Jake and Angie--I promise she's not ruining it!). The box does say it is appropriate for a child who can hold their own head up, and yes, I know about the recall. The recall is for dofuses who put their kids in Bumbo seats on elevated surfaces; not for dofuses who let their 2 1/2 year olds play in it ;)

Don’t call us; we’ll call you!

Yep, you guessed it: no turkey baby. Sure would have been great though, right?

So, don’t be offended by my blog title. Call to ask if Avery and I want to play or have lunch, but don’t call to ask if I’ve had the baby. The answer will likely be a big re-sounding NO, and I’ll charge you two post-baby meals for asking. ;)

As of my last appointment the doctor declared my status as “no change.” We’re starting to feel a little saucy about this, hoping that she would of been here by now. But alas, we’ll wait patiently.

In the meantime, we had a terrific “Thanks-mas” with my family, although the next day Avery came down with a really nice cold. The cold, however, did not keep her from loving her favorite gift—a hot pink guitar. (Oh, God help us.) Sing me the blues, Ave!

To lighten things up a bit, check out our family "elf" dance--it is hysterical! http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=9576261755

Anticipation

The anticipation is torturous. We’re entering Week 38, and are becoming more and more aware that Miss RJN is near. Yet, how near? Will labor begin in an hour, a day, a few weeks? So, we wait, and wait, and keep cleaning, and waiting, and sorting, and waiting.

Picture caption: Ave: "Me and my sis are torturing mommy, and loving it!"

For those of you that are wondering, my last doctor’s appointment went great. Everything is checking out, and although I’m not dilated yet, my cervix has began to efface (I know….too much information, right?) I go back on Wednesday, so it will be interesting to hear if there’s been any progress.

By the way, we’ll be trying out all the old-wives tales for labor induction, so if you have any you’d like to share, please do so. My whole family will be in town this week, so it would be an ultra convenient week to have a baby.

Til baby!

Week 37

Today marks the first day of week 37. Avery was a 38-weeker, so we’re hoping for the same luck with this baby. If the baby were to come this week, we’re at least feeling ready (as much as we can be). The house is not a construction zone anymore, we’ve managed to do quite a bit of cleaning, and the nursery is set (Avery calls the mobile "planets"). I’m even considering breaking a cardinal rule by setting up our Christmas decorations this week (tacky, right?). So, we wait, and we hate to wait, and are anxious about how this is all going to go down. This is a bit of a different experience since we have Avery to consider. We have some preliminary plans set for her, but how’s it all going to shake out?

In the meantime, we took Avery for her first dental appointment on Saturday (Dan got a cleaning too). Avery took a ride in the chair, got a new toothbrush, and allowed the hygienist to count her teeth (through a partially clenched jaw). Surprisingly, Avery already has her lower two-year molars. We thought we were still waiting for that glorious event. So instead of waiting on four teeth, we’re only waiting on two teeth. Avery hasn’t had a great teething run, so we describe the next round popping through as something to “look forward to.” The hygienist also remarked that Avery’s teeth looked great, so we’re relieved to hear that perhaps we’re doing an alright job taking care of her teeth.

Dan, on the other hand, didn’t get such great news. He’s got some cavities, and needs a crown. He’s not very happy about it—if you ask him, he’ll probably tell you all about it.

Hopefully we’ll have a baby post for you soon. Can’t believe that we’re this close—very, very surreal.

Avery taking a ride in the dental chair.














Scoping out the toothbrushes.














Avery admiring herself in the tooth-shaped mirror.

Update

The floor is done. The floor is really, really done. We can’t believe it—the floor is done.

How’d it go? Pretty well. Naturally there were a few bumps in the road, numerous Home Depot runs, and many late nights. All in all, the installers finished the floor in 2 ½ days. It is beautiful, and we love it. We’re still trying to “right the ship”—putting everything back in its place, and doing a deep clean—but we’re thrilled with our progress, and are entering November feeling a little more confident about our “readiness”—HA! (There’s still so much to do….)

In other news, Avery had a fun Halloween as a pink octopus; I’m entering the 35/36th week of my pregnancy; Avery took a Little Buddies tour at Central DuPage Hospital; and Avery’s professional photo shoot pictures are online—take a look: http://www.pictage.com/384057

Ave-topus












Ave-topus with four tentacles, and a killer smile.


















Entering the home-stretch.


















Have a great week!