Thursday, July 26, 2007


I am now hanging out at 39.5 weeks, although according to me I'm due tomorrow.

I've been 1 cm dilated for over a week now.

Baby is head down and estimated by ultrasound last week to be 9 lbs., 2 oz (except that I think those measurements are crap)

I don't have Hand, Foot, and Mouth Disease (a scare for a few days)

I have 100 pages left in my re-read of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince and then I can start Deathly Hallows.

People who put spoilers on their blogs without warning should be strung up by their toenails.

I actually scheduled another appointment with my obstetrician for next Thursday, although if I actually have to go I'm not going to be very happy. He's trying to be upbeat and chipper about everything, which I appreciate, but I think he knows I'm just about around the bend.

I know I'm going to go into labor when my house is at its worst, so I should just go ahead and let it go instead of obsessing about keeping it clean.

I have a pedicure this afternoon. Maybe that will get things going.

If not, I'm ordering a pepperoni pizza tomorrow night. I ate pepperoni pizza the night before I went into labor with Joshua on the suggestion of one of my parishioners.

Most of my clothes don't fit anymore. I have to wear a belly band with everything now, and even that isn't always preventing a crack attack. I have to do my laundry every three days just to have enough clothes to wear.

We have a name picked out. I just can't wait to meet the little girl who goes with it.

I know I'm lucky that I've had an easy pregnancy and that I have a completely-cooked baby ready to come out, but the anticipation is just about to do me in.

Sunday, July 15, 2007


Sick? Check.

Tired? Check.

Sick of being tired? Check.

Tired of being sick? Check.

Ready to be done with babywatch 2007? Check.

My presence may be sparse. I'll let you know when something happens.

Friday, July 06, 2007

Eight Random Things

I was recently tagged by Erica, another pastor-mom in Northern Illinois. I feel quite honored since I love reading her blog. I rarely comment, however. I find her writing so astute and thought-provoking that I'm too busy thinking to actually comment. And by the time I think of something (possibly) worthwhile to say I'm already three posts behind. So here we go!
  1. I have to post these rules before I give you the facts.
  2. Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
  3. People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
  4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
  5. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.
1. I only get my hair cut every six months or so. I've had too many bad experiences with cheap haircutteries to trust them anymore, so I figure if I'm going to shell out the big bucks to someone who knows what they're doing, I'm only going to do it every once in awhile. That way I feel like I'm getting my money's worth.

2. I used to go country dancing two or three times a week when I was home on breaks from college. I even found a Nebraska boy to go dancing with when I was in seminary in Boston.

3. I refuse to watch any movie with Nicholas Cage in it. I was forced to watch him in Fire Birds
and it was so awful I swore I'd never watch a movie with him in it again. I did actually watch
World Trade Center over Christmas, but I was being a good sport since my mom's husband had gotten it for Christmas and wanted to see it.

4. I buy any and all books authored by people I know, even if I know I'm not going to read them.

5. I'm a hardcore nailbiter but, for some reason, I stop cold turkey when I'm pregnant.

6. I currently weigh over 200 pounds. This makes Jay cheer out loud. It makes me want to cry. I've only been fussed at by the two female doctors in my practice.

7. I really, really hate to cook but I do it anyway since I'm the one at home. I try to enjoy it, I really do, but it doesn't work for me.

8. I wasn't baptized until I was 20. I grew up in a church that only allowed "believer's baptisms" (as opposed to infant baptism) and I just never got around to it. When I decided to join the United Methodist Church I had to be baptized first. For whatever reason, I had clung to the idea of baptism by immersion rather than sprinkling, so we had to go over to the Disciples of Christ church to use their baptistry. I joined the UMC the next day.

I'm tagging:
Jenny (Call It What You Want)
Mercedes (In-House Mommy)
Tiff (Life Actually)
Pastor Laura (Pastor Laura's Musings)
Anna (Diary of a Palindrome)
Darby (Round and Round We Go)
Sarah (Sarahcontrary)
and Laura (An Open Book)