this wouldn't happen at home...

So, we finally had our time change to spring hours today....yes, Monday.

You may wonder why our time change occurred on a Monday rather than a Sunday. We did too, until we heard the rationale through the grapevine. Yesterday, Sunday, was the date of the big college entrance exams here. So as not to have thousands of students miss an hour of sleep (or potentially the test?), the government decided to make the time change today.

Who'd have thunk it?

weekend adventures

 In celebration of 39 weeks, we decided to take a loooooooooooong walk to the 'park by the sea'. Uphill, downhill, 2 hours of walking, swinging, and knee bends, and yet still no baby! Can you tell that Micah doesn't believe this method is going to work either?

 Well, I just had to put this one in. Micah becomes more fun with each day we know him. What a sweetie.

st patty's part 2

Green cupcakes. Need I say more?

doctors, big brothers, and one week to go

After my 39 week check-up today, my doctor said, "Turkish delight!" "It is almost ready to come out".

Is he referring to our baby or a Thanksgiving turkey?

Yesterday, Micah pointed to the baby crib and then my belly. Yep, that's where your little sister is going to sleep!  Today, when I got home from the doctor's, he said, "Its inside" to which I responded, "Yes, the baby is still inside."

How do kids know this stuff?

things that make you go hmmm...

As I left the doctor's office yesterday, he said "I'll see you next week, unless you go into labor before that".

Right....so is that the phrase you always say at 38 weeks or did he notice something during my exam that would cause him to think that a distinct possibility?

Either way, it's time to sort baby clothes, think about a hospital bag, and find the pack-n-play!

to nest...to nest!

Nightmares & Dayfears

Pregnancy can make you a bit crazy at times.

My glasses broke 2 weeks ago - the frames just broke in 2. In our pursuit of a welder, we lost one lens, and thus began the search for affordable new glasses in a foreign country. I was hoping to use the old scotch-tape method until we got home this summer, but the loss of the second lens prohibited that dream. I was pretty relaxed about finding a new pair until I started imagining going into labor for 10 hours and then asking the doctor to hold everything as the baby's head was crowning so I could put my contacts back in to see her!

Because my eyesight is so terrible, I received quotes from $150-$1000! On my second day of searching, we were treated to tea at every shop we entered. Such hospitality! But when you're trying to get in-and-out of as many places as possible to price compare, it means that you get sugar shock from all that tea! ;)  We finally found a suitable, affordable pair that has made my 3am wakings much more pleasurable. I can read my book for 20 minutes and then fall back asleep, rather than staring into nothingness for 2 hours wishing I could see something. :)

Last night I had a nightmare that two poisonous lizards came into our bedroom and bit me once in each leg. I got mad at Rick that he didn't slice their heads off before they bit me. Once awake, Rick attributed this dream to watching Crocodile Dundee before bed. Ah, pregnancy hormones.

Stress Tests

Last week at my 37 week appt, I had to have a "non-stress test" done for the baby. They strap 2 monitors to the belly and monitor if the baby's heart rate increases with her own movement.   So, every time I feel the baby move, I am supposed to hit a little buzzer. It is "non-stress" because it is not an invasive procedure.  I received these instructions in Tksh of course. So, last week, I don't know if our little girl had hiccups or if I just was feeling my own heart rate racing, but I pressed that little buzzer twenty times in the first minute. I decided that couldn't be the purpose of the test, so I backed off. Anyway, this 20 minute non-stress test resulted in a very stressed out momma trying to figure out when I should be pressing that little buzzer. On top of that, she must have been sleeping, because she hardly moved at all. Good grief.

So, yesterday, I got to do it all again! This time I tried asking if the baby was moving, did I need to continue to press the button? The nurse responded, if she doesn't move for a long time, we'll give you some sugar. (So, that was a mis-communication.) This time was totally different than last week in that she moved nearly the entire 20 minutes...like a gymnastics factory! Since I was so tired, I couldn't get too stressed out this time. And the doctor decided she/we passed and I don't have to do it again. Thank goodness!