Sunday, April 27, 2008

Getting ready for baby



Well, we are counting down the weeks until the baby's due date. 7 more to go!! It feels like we are doing well on preparing for the little guy's arrival, but then I think again and my list of "must haves" gets longer. Much like our list of potential names. . . No we have not fully decided on a name yet. We are getting closer, I think, but then again, in 7 weeks who knows what we'll decide. Everyone keeps saying that we'll know when we see his little, wrinkled, gooey, purple face. But I think that we'll just have to pick one and not be able to change our minds at that point, which is honestly ok with me. Sometimes I need that kind of motivation to make a decision- you know the kind that says "do it now, and there's no changing your mind." I do well with some finality. Anyways, how cute is our bedding for little "Monster Ugandala"(as Bill calls him when we are pressed for a name right now-I call him monster on a daily basis, and Bill thinks Ugandala is hilarious.) Bill's mom, Tab, bought this precious set for us, and we were so excited to see it all set up, we unwrapped and washed and assembled everything the day we got it. I am getting bigger, and feeling bigger movements all the time. He is growing well, so my OB says, and I'll have another ultrasound tomorrow to check on his growth and happiness. I feel great, and praise God for the so far symptom free chemotherapy I've been getting. I'm used to my wig now, and most people recognize me at this point. Feeling tired is something that I think my big belly is producing even more than chemo, but it's been helpful cutting back to 3 days a week at work. Bill is great and working a lot, but he enjoys it (most of the time). For now we just dream of stocking up on formula and diapers, etc. Who knows how fast time will travel? Soon we'll have a sweet baby to kiss!

Monday, April 14, 2008

Hello Spring!







Well, hello to everyone anxiously awaiting my next entry. I'm sorry, I just don't find myself very interesting, and can't seem to blog about my everyday stuff. Which leaves all of you wondering if I'm still able to type. So, now you know I can still type, and will tell you all about my VERY interesting life. :)



I have received my second chemotherapy, and so far so good. I am very tired and need nap breaks fairly often-- but really, is it chemo or just bulging belly?? Probably a mixture of both, but my doctors, and husband, and family can all breathe a sigh of relief. I am cutting back at work and only doing three days a week until I go out on maternity leave. I KNOW I push myself too hard, and that I'm an overachiever, and stubborn. But I really felt like I could work more than that- apparently my body didn't agree. So, now I have more time to. . . sleep, I guess. Anyways, I am handling chemo very well. I haven't been sick at all, not even slightly nauseated, so yeah for good anti-nausea drugs! My hair is gone, as I knew it would be, and I only miss it a little. I donated my mid-back length hair to Locks of Love, and am getting used to the radiating glow from my super-white and bald head in the bathroom lights. I thought I was devoid of tan, but now compared to my scalp, my face looks like it has some color. Woo-hoo?? So, a cute new hair style with my wig is still fun -and easy to get ready in the morning.



We are putting in a backyard! So far just the patio is poured, but the rest will be done in about 2 more weeks. Then I promise to put more pictures on. We figured it would be nice to have it in before hot summer, and before busy baby comes. I'm looking forward to planting some fun stuff. I am not an expert gardener, but I like to play around, and don't do a bad job with flowers. The vegetable garden will be an adventure, the last time I tried one was a failure. Oh well, I just needed a new spot--maybe. I did well with the front yard, although putting bulbs in doesn't take too much of a green thumb. But look how pretty my tulips are. The daffodils already came and went-sorry I missed the photo-op. I love the colors of spring. Praise God for little joys like flowers, . . .and clothes that fit my belly.