Today officially marks 27 weeks.
Our week has been packed with emotion. I haven't slept well most of the week with lots of tossing and turning so that's probably not helped my hormones get time to level out each day... Not sure what the excuse is but I feel like I've been on an emotional roller coaster. Lots of tears, worry, joy, anxiety, laughter, and love all mixed in with an ounce or two of crazy!
Friday we brought home our glider for the nursery. I'm stoked. To make the situation even more exciting, my co-workers surprised me by saying they are all going in to buy that for us for our baby gift. How amazing is that?! Here's a sneak peak at the chair in the nursery:
I've already spent a good amount of time in the chair with Chloe talking about her room, what she's going to be like, look like, if she'll have mommy or daddy's personality, and making sure she knows I pray for her daily and love her so much already.
Monday was a tough day at work. I left for lunch in tears after I'd been blamed too many times to count for too many things I wasn't responsible for. Not sure why I ended up returning 20 mins later but I was on countdown to my "weekend", for sure. That evening, I came home to a clean house, dinner in the crock pot ready to eat, and an amazingly supportive husband that made me realize, I've got so much good in my life.
Tuesday morning we woke early (and by early, I mean 6:45. Let me explain that my dear friend Deb gets up when it's still dark each day so I always think of her when I'm up before 8 because that's just not my method of operation... yet. So, yes Deb, I thought of you and almost texted you even!!) Anyway, we headed to Quest Diagnostic for my glucose tolerance test. For some unknown reason, my doctor ordered an hour test (instead of the usual 2.5 hour one!) so I lucked out there. After downing the 10 oz of orange flavored liquid vomit, I waiting for an hour to have 4 viles of blood drawn. Due to the fact that I'm Rh negative (who even knows what that means?!!?), I had to have additional blood drawn to see if I will "reject" my baby. How scary is that? I must say, when you've been fasting 8 hours, tired, and have a hate/hate relationship with needles, that's not a wonderful thing to be thinking about... But, hubby gave me lots of love squeezes to keep me focused on the positive and I made it out with most of my sanity in tact. That afternoon we headed up to Babies R Us to begin our baby registry. Whoa! Another reality check. Luke had a great time:

I, however, was a little overwhelmed. How the heck do I know if this carseat is compatible with that adapter for that stroller?! After some major internet assistance from Siri, I think we got the best we could for our daughter.
Luke & I visited our new Bible book store in Turlock this afternoon. We each picked out a parenting book to read and I'm excited to get started on them! Also, seeing sweet Ariana at 39 weeks was so fun today. That girl is out running errands and grocery shopping when her boy could come any second. You are one crazy girl, Ariana but you looked AMAZING while you were doing it!
I'll leave you all with the funniest quote from the week. Our Woods' Facebook guy came into work on Sunday and when I stood up to hand him his paycheck he says to me, "Whoa. You're pregnant! When did that happen?" Uhhh... seems like a personal question but I'd say almost 27 weeks ago is the best answer I could give :) Still chuckling about that one.
My friends, thank you for reading. Sorry about the long post but thank you for reliving my emotional roller coaster with me. And here's to a more stable week ahead...
Love your glider.
ReplyDeleteLooks like Luke is going to have as much fun as Chloe with the toys.
Have a great week dear.
Love, Mom