I'm laying in bed last night. 1:45 am. Eyes open. Wide awake.
I know, I know. I should be absorbing every single ounce of sleep that I can get my hands on but it just doesn't seem to be working out that way. I have Mr. Acid Reflux fighting to keep my top half awake, a babe in the belly who enjoys participating in midnight activities like "the worm" and kick boxing, and something that I never even believed in until it happened to me - Restless Leg Syndrome - working on my lower half (yes! it does exist). All that I need to top it off is the constant snoring of John and Tucker (which I get plenty of) and i'm pretty much guaranteed a no-sleep night. I've become a big fan of the mid-day nap.
But I digress... it's 1:45 am and what am I doing? Laying in bed thinking "I haven't been on my blog to catch everyone up to speed." Am I the only moron thinking about my blog when I should be sleeping? Nevertheless, here I am, catching you up.
After much thought and discussion with the doctor, we have decided that inducing labor may be the best route for us. "Butterbean" is a week late now and my doctor has concerns about him going too far beyond his due date. I'm also kicking myself in the rear that I started maternity leave 3 weeks ago, which means that every passing day is one less I will spend with the little bugger before I go back to work. :( I'm trying not to focus on that one too much. So it looks like Friday morning at 6:30 we will be making our way to the hospital to make the amazing journey into parenthood. Friday! It's just the most surreal feeling i've ever had. Someone's life will be beginning on Friday because of me & John. Wow!
Please keep little baby Greider in your thoughts as he ventures out on this amazing journey called 'life'.
1.28.2009
1.21.2009
waiting...
Still 3cm and 80%... STILL.
Almost two months ago, I had my first contractions and the doctor said he was "preparing to come".
One month ago, the doctor said we could have a "Christmas baby".
2 weeks ago she said that he would be here any day.
Last monday I started maternity leave under the assumption that it was almost time.
Tomorrow is his due date and all I have are a bunch of random and painful contractions - no baby.
Who knows?! Maybe he'll surprise us and be right on time. I love the experience of carrying him, don't get me wrong. Waking up to his little hiccups is one of the most adorable things in this world. But, not quite as adorable as I know his face will be. His face! I'm just ready to see it. So come on, already.
In other news (still baby-related, of course) John and I have had a last minute reconsideration on baby Greider's name. We're still on for "Collins Sullivan" but instead of calling him "Collins", we're thinking of calling him "Sully". Sullivan was my maternal grandfather's last name. Everyone called him "Sully" - I called him "Papa Sully". He was a great man - funny, kind, completely devoted to his family, and even though he died 15 years ago I can still clearly hear the sound of his amazing laugh. It is a name to live up to and one that I hope my son will carry proudly.
Almost two months ago, I had my first contractions and the doctor said he was "preparing to come".
One month ago, the doctor said we could have a "Christmas baby".
2 weeks ago she said that he would be here any day.
Last monday I started maternity leave under the assumption that it was almost time.
Tomorrow is his due date and all I have are a bunch of random and painful contractions - no baby.
Who knows?! Maybe he'll surprise us and be right on time. I love the experience of carrying him, don't get me wrong. Waking up to his little hiccups is one of the most adorable things in this world. But, not quite as adorable as I know his face will be. His face! I'm just ready to see it. So come on, already.
In other news (still baby-related, of course) John and I have had a last minute reconsideration on baby Greider's name. We're still on for "Collins Sullivan" but instead of calling him "Collins", we're thinking of calling him "Sully". Sullivan was my maternal grandfather's last name. Everyone called him "Sully" - I called him "Papa Sully". He was a great man - funny, kind, completely devoted to his family, and even though he died 15 years ago I can still clearly hear the sound of his amazing laugh. It is a name to live up to and one that I hope my son will carry proudly.
1.08.2009
hasta luego
Tomorrow, I say good-bye to the stresses of paper jams, contracts, needy brokers, and the lack of privacy that surrounds my work space. Okay, so it's not forever but three full months of maternity leave is nothing to frown upon when you've been despising your drive into work every morning for about 8 months.
I can't wait to wake up in the morning to a sweet little baby, hang around in my jammies and feed him while we scope out an old Golden Girls episode (John is apalled that I can name every character - on the show and in real life) knowing all the while that the world is our oyster. Our afternoons will be filled with lunch dates, walks in the park, i'm sure a few poopy diapers, story time in his oh-so-fabulous nursery, and all of those other wonderful things that mommies do to bond with their babies.
Aside from baby, I also plan to use this time to re-invent myself. I've gotten so bogged down in pregnancy and work, that i've really been ignoring poor little Courtney. I need to get my creative juices revved back up and start working on some of the goals that I set for myself back in a time that I can't even remember anymore. I guess you could say that this is my new year's resolution.
So here's a toast to the new Courtney - a mommy, creative genius, and lover of life! Cheers!
I can't wait to wake up in the morning to a sweet little baby, hang around in my jammies and feed him while we scope out an old Golden Girls episode (John is apalled that I can name every character - on the show and in real life) knowing all the while that the world is our oyster. Our afternoons will be filled with lunch dates, walks in the park, i'm sure a few poopy diapers, story time in his oh-so-fabulous nursery, and all of those other wonderful things that mommies do to bond with their babies.
Aside from baby, I also plan to use this time to re-invent myself. I've gotten so bogged down in pregnancy and work, that i've really been ignoring poor little Courtney. I need to get my creative juices revved back up and start working on some of the goals that I set for myself back in a time that I can't even remember anymore. I guess you could say that this is my new year's resolution.
So here's a toast to the new Courtney - a mommy, creative genius, and lover of life! Cheers!
1.06.2009
"life will never be the same"
"On the night you were born, the moon shone with such wonder that the stars peeked in to see you and the night wind whispered 'Life will never be the same.' Because there had never been anyone like you... ever, in the world."
-- An excerp from Nancy Tillman's book, On The Night You Were Born
With the baby coming "any day now", according to my doctor, you can only imagine how consumed I am with everything baby. I bought On The Night You Were Born at my most recent Barnes & Noble rendezvous (can't get enough of that place). When John read it aloud to me and the belly on Sunday night, I could hardly control the swells of tears in my eyes. The whole book is so true and perfectly worded that I can't imagine one single day passing that I won't read it to baby Collins.
So, like I said, i'm one brisk afternoon walk away from meeting this new little fellow and the anticipation mounts with every passing day. Last night I had two strong contractions that woke me from sleeping and I lept out of the bed thinking "THIS IS IT! IT'S TIME!". WRONG! Can you imagine being completely prepared (well, almost completely) for something and then having to sit idly by and wait with absolutely no hint of when it's coming? Have you ever been stuck in the airport for a flight delay? Every minute that passes is another minute that you get older and more antsy wondering when the hell your flight will be ready. Well... this is SO much worse than that! It's exhausting! I need to meet this guy - hear his sweet baby cries - and know that all ten fingers and toes are properly placed.
As intense and overwhelming as I make it all sound, my latest blood pressure reading indicated otherwise. I'm as cool as a cucumber. Is someone slipping me Xanax? I wouldn't be surprised. I'm feeling more relaxed than EVER before. I may even branch out to use the word "sedated". Calm. It's unusual. It's unexpected. And i'm loving it. I thought I was alone in this eerie calm until I read the blog of another hip prego who experienced the same thing. This calm has also brought about an over-powering love and adoration for John. I want to hug him and shout my love for him from the rooftops. If he only knew! Maybe it would be a good idea to tell him. Whatever this natural remedy is, i'm embracing it. It's certainly a nice change of pace from the raging and uncontrollable hormonal swings i've experienced the other 8-1/2 months.
Looks like the real Courtney is back. Or is this just the calm before the storm?
At any rate, I believe my fabulous friend, Rachel, put it best in an email she sent me this morning... "enjoy your last few moments before you become a mommy forever." Forever! I've never been so ready for "forever".
"Life will never be the same." **smiles & happy tears**
-- An excerp from Nancy Tillman's book, On The Night You Were Born
With the baby coming "any day now", according to my doctor, you can only imagine how consumed I am with everything baby. I bought On The Night You Were Born at my most recent Barnes & Noble rendezvous (can't get enough of that place). When John read it aloud to me and the belly on Sunday night, I could hardly control the swells of tears in my eyes. The whole book is so true and perfectly worded that I can't imagine one single day passing that I won't read it to baby Collins.
So, like I said, i'm one brisk afternoon walk away from meeting this new little fellow and the anticipation mounts with every passing day. Last night I had two strong contractions that woke me from sleeping and I lept out of the bed thinking "THIS IS IT! IT'S TIME!". WRONG! Can you imagine being completely prepared (well, almost completely) for something and then having to sit idly by and wait with absolutely no hint of when it's coming? Have you ever been stuck in the airport for a flight delay? Every minute that passes is another minute that you get older and more antsy wondering when the hell your flight will be ready. Well... this is SO much worse than that! It's exhausting! I need to meet this guy - hear his sweet baby cries - and know that all ten fingers and toes are properly placed.
As intense and overwhelming as I make it all sound, my latest blood pressure reading indicated otherwise. I'm as cool as a cucumber. Is someone slipping me Xanax? I wouldn't be surprised. I'm feeling more relaxed than EVER before. I may even branch out to use the word "sedated". Calm. It's unusual. It's unexpected. And i'm loving it. I thought I was alone in this eerie calm until I read the blog of another hip prego who experienced the same thing. This calm has also brought about an over-powering love and adoration for John. I want to hug him and shout my love for him from the rooftops. If he only knew! Maybe it would be a good idea to tell him. Whatever this natural remedy is, i'm embracing it. It's certainly a nice change of pace from the raging and uncontrollable hormonal swings i've experienced the other 8-1/2 months.
Looks like the real Courtney is back. Or is this just the calm before the storm?
At any rate, I believe my fabulous friend, Rachel, put it best in an email she sent me this morning... "enjoy your last few moments before you become a mommy forever." Forever! I've never been so ready for "forever".
"Life will never be the same." **smiles & happy tears**
1.05.2009
lists
list for grocery store. list of bills. list of items to pack for the hospital. list of toiletries that need to be stocked. list of cleaning supplies that need to be stocked. list of baby necesseties still needed. list of people to call when i go into labor. list of things to wrap up at work. list of vacation beach houses to sort through. list of thank-you notes that still need to be written. list of favorite inspiring quotes for those less-than-easy days. list of places on my body that need a good looong PROFESSIONAL (and i can't emphasize that enough) massage. list of pros for buying a new home. list of cons for buying a new home. list of chores. list of every kind of battery under the sun for the smorgasbord of baby gadgets in our home. list of goals. list of books i want to read. list of creative new ways to bend and/or reach. and saving the best for last... list of the reasons i love john so very much & can't wait to introduce this new baby to our life & home.
LISTS. LISTS. LISTS.
LISTS. LISTS. LISTS.
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