Still waiting.

Here I am.

Waiting.

Waiting for baby to arrive.

Last Thursday I was dilated to 2 centimeters. My doctor told me to try to “hold out” until next (meaning this) week.

HA!

Here I am six days later and "holding out."

Impatiently.

Still waiting.

Contractions come and go.

I wish baby would come and stay.

Okay, so now this is getting funny.

If you are just tuning in, you may be confused.

Long and short -- I’m going slightly insane.   I’ve switched my template twice. Not a wise thing to do, but…the funk.

Well, enough playing around. Time is up. I'll  have to stick with the dragonfly for awhile…duty calls. (Pretzels, peaches, drippy noses, a very large mess, etc.) Yes, at first glance I thought it was a grasshopper.

blessings,

dani

The Lord gives strength to His people; the Lord blesses His people with peace. – Psalm 29:11

Maybe I’ll go with the grasshopper template. It has nothing at all to do with my title, but maybe it doesn’t matter. Sigh. There will probably be more changes to come. (This is an odd template because it isn't allowing me to skip lines. Hmmm.)

blessings,

dani

Better one handful with tranquility than two handfuls with toil and chasing after the wind. –Ecclesiates 4:6

Warning! I’m going to whine a bit…

Last week I was completely worn out; mentally and physically. I don’t know if I over did it over the holiday or whether it was the stress of Bess sleeping (or not sleeping) in our room or a combination. But, it took all week for me to feel somewhat normal again. I was feeling almost as lousy as I did during my first trimester.

On Wednesday I went to the doctor (more about that later) and on Thursday we celebrated Caleb’s 5^th birthday. I can’t believe I didn’t post anything for him but I was just too wiped out. It was all I could do to wrap his presents, buy his cake (I was going to bake it…but it just wasn’t happening) and be jolly as he blew out the candles and ran around swinging his new toy sword.

This week has been better. Today is the first day I’ve felt really weary again and I think it has to do with the fact that I didn’t sleep well last night. I keep having these weird dreams that wake me up. Dreams where people die. It’s horrible.

Unlike my other pregnancies this has been a pregnancy marked by weariness.

I’m sure you are thinking, “Enough about being tired. Blah, blah, blah. We are all tired. We all have problems. What did the ultrasound reveal?! Is it a boy or a girl?”  

The ultrasound revealed that I am having contractions. Which means that next week I have to go for a high powered ultrasound where the doctor will tell me - what? I don’t know. The ultrasound will probably reveal that I am fine and that I have once again wasted time and money on something unnecessary. But, better safe than sorry. I guess. My OB said it is highly unusual for a woman who has never had preterm labor to suddenly have preterm labor so she doesn’t expect the ultrasound to reveal anything. She said that the contractions were possibly brought on by the stress and busyness of the holidays.  But, she wants me to get the high powered thingy anyway. In the meantime she told me to drink a lot of water and nothing else. (Which has been harder than I thought it would be.) She also mentioned a lot of things I was afraid to ask about like clamps and pins. I don’t want to go there and if it turns out that I am having contractions...which I think I am. I still don’t want to go there. But bed rest isn’t really an option either.

Mark thinks that I’ve been feeling worn out due to the contractions. I can’t feel them or at least not really. Once in awhile I feel a tightening sensation- a feeling I felt it a lot when I was pregnant with Bess and considered to be Braxton Hicks…but I don’t think it/they started until midway into the third trimester. I’m about 23 weeks now…so not quite into my third trimester yet, unless the due date is wrong. Guess we’ll find out.

So about the baby…it is healthy…moving a lot….and definitely….

A BOY!    

Boy, girl, boy, girl, boy...yea! God is good.                                                             

blessings,

dani

“Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart,” says the Lord. (Jeremiah 1:5)

There is nothing quite like eating lunch and wondering how much of it is going to stay in ones stomach.

According to the two emails I received this morning I am now in my second trimester…whahoo! And yet, the poor banana that I tried to eat this morning never had a chance. I’m really hoping that my lunch does…I’m so hungry…but if the way my stomach feels right now is any indication...I’m going to be running (and I mean running) to the bathroom very soon.

blessings,

dani

God has made everything beautiful in its time. (Ecclesiates 3:11)

This is how I feel too.

When one is pregnant sitting down is a not always the wisest thing to do…because I might not get up again.

Sigh.

Time to start the dough for the pizza. Thank goodness for bread machines!

blessings,

dani

…He restores my soul. (Psalm 23:2)

Here is a good article about drinking tea during pregnancy. And here is a reason why I might have developed an aversion to my computer.

blessings,

dani      

Do not worry about your life. – Matthew 6:25