Sunday, September 8, 2013

37 weeks!!

And I quote:

Your baby "is now clinically mature and ready to be born."

HALLELUJAH!!!!!!!!! 

That is wonderful news. This is part in the recipe that says "remove from oven and cool on wire rack," and let's be serious, we could really just skip that step and scarf. But apparently our baby likes to follow directions, so she's in there cooling her jets and getting pumped to make her grand entrance.

Sorry I wear the same clothes in every picture...

Our appointments are every week. Our appointment last Tuesday was swell, I'm measuring 36 which is  spot on. The midwife that we met with made us nervous that the babe wasn't moving enough, so we panicked and went back the next day and did a non-stress test, where they just put a monitor on my tummy and we get to listen to her heart beat for 20 minutes and a little chart spits out of the machine. The lady came in and said that little Penelope is just perfect. Huzzah!

Thursday, September 5, 2013

Baby Shower

This post is dedicated to Michelle.

Friend Heather threw me a baby shower! Thank heavens, because babies are exPENsive. And we didn't have any clothes.

Here's the invite:


It's a diaper. :)

I don't really have any friends, so all the old ladies that I work with were invited. They are very friendly, and can spend a lot more money on baby things than me. Convenient, eh?

One of the ladies asked me last week or so to put together a list of all the things I didn't have. She said that I had to put things on there even if they were expensive and I didn't plan on receiving them. So I did. It was fun. And I got a large number of things on that list!

We had it at Applebee's because there was plenty of parking and I didn't have to try and figure out how I was going to seat 15 old ladies with hip problems in my little apartment. Thank heaven. That was a stroke of genius from whoever suggested it.

PLEASE excuse the double chin(s).




 The lady on the very front right is named Cookie. Really! That's her name!



It's a wee little baby cradle. An old lady cut them, I folded and glued. And then we stuffed them full of Hershey kisses and  tulle.