climbing trees

This morning the three of us went for a walk down to the creek. Yesterday I didn't get out of the house at all because it was so hot, so today we snuck in some outdoor time before it got too sticky.

When we got to the creek I told Rory that I wanted to sit on the bench for a while, that I felt like I was overdoing it...my stomach was really tight and I had good cramps under my belly.

He replied, "good. keep overdoing it. let's have you climb that tree for a bit before you sit down."

We're so ready for this to begin!

When we got home Ivar lost a ball under his dresser. I told Rory that I am done getting down on all fours to retrieve toys. He needed to go get the ball.

He replied, "actually, I think that would be good for you. Maybe check under the crib too. And you could water the garden."

Heh. He makes me laugh.

The thing is, this baby is only one day overdue. I wouldn't even consider it "late" yet...

My trouble is that a few weeks ago I just sort of decided in my head that the baby would probably come early because that would be handy for our moving date. In my head the baby coming early would actually be more like the baby coming on time. The baby coming on time would be late. The baby coming later than its due date would be hard to imagine. I mean, we move in 10 days. Two of those will be spent in the hospital.

As we get closer to the move date I laugh a little more awkwardly about the absurdity of moving with a baby so tiny and a body so tired. Not sure how this will all turn out. But I'm not actually that stressed about it either. Our house is pretty good and packed up. My folks were here yesterday filling more boxes. The basement is completely ready to be loaded into the Uhaul. My clothes are packed except for a few outfits. We'll be okay. And Rory has had full warning that there may very well be a moment when I fall apart, and so at least he has been prepared.

So we wait. Today we're heading to the mall to pass some time. And we will work in some tree climbing and leg lunges after that.

not yet...

If you, too, are looking to pass some time, check out The Baby Name Wizard. My brother and sister-in-law sent me this link when we were pregnant with Ivar and it is awesome. You type in your own name or names you like and it tells you all sorts of stuff: when it was the most popular, what it means, common sibling names to that name, other similar names...

I spent a lot of time on this site looking for a middle name if our baby is a boy. Enjoy!

due date: today.

My dad made this cradle when he and my mom were expecting my brother. I am so excited to get to use it! Doesn't it look empty without a baby to fill it? We're going to work on that this week.


READY FOR BABY CHECK LIST:
-Tiny baby clothes, boy and girl, washed in dreft. Check.
-Suitcase packed with gorp and a nursing gown. Check.
-Music picked out: Pride and Prejudice soundtrack and some Yanni. Check.
-Big camera, little camera and Flip cam batteries charged and memory cards cleared. Check.
-First and middle names chosen and adored for girl and boy. Check.
-Eating spicy foods. Check. And cream cheese wantons. Check.
-Literally ripping out of my clothes due to large size (wantons?). Check.
-Baby in my arms. Soon. It has got to be soon.

big and ready

Today as I was stepping into the car on our way to church, the slit in the back of my jean skirt ripped all the way up to my undies. I yelped, said, "Oh my goodness!" and reached back to see how far it had ripped.

Rory freaked out.

Rory: "What?!! What?!! What's wrong?"

Becca: "My skirt just ripped. Look at this!"
(we met behind the car) Can I still wear it?"

Rory: "No. You definitely have to change. But you cannot yell an exclamation and grab between your legs. I thought your water had broken. If you're going to yell you have to yell what exactly you are yelling about. Immediately."

Ha! He thought I was going into labor. We're both feeling quite ready.

passing the time

When you're this pregnant it is hard to know how to plan your days. You must have things planned or you'll go crazy. But each event planned has to be something that sounds like a lovely way to spend your little bit of energy, and each event has to be flexible upon babies arrival.

Insert days at the lake. I've been out to Rory's folks three times in the last ten days. Perfect. Even went swimming on Monday night. Thought that might help get things rolling, but it did not. Yesterday we celebrated my sweet niece turning five with all of her church friends and their families and on Monday night Lisa treated us ladies to a dinner cruise, complete with chicken pasta salad, decorations she had whipped up that day (the pennant), dark chocolate cake and iced coffee. Lisa does nothing half way.

The picture below is evidence that I did in fact get in the water off of the pontoon. And more importantly, the picture below that is evidence that I got myself back in the pontoon after the swim. No small feat. :)