D-Day

Dear Oliver,

Today is your due date. I woke up so many times last night, and each time, I groggily though, "Why am I awake? Wait! Am I having contractions!?" And each time, I was disappointed. I cannot WAIT to meet you little baby!

Love,

OliveMama

Talk about hormotional!

So a few days ago, I realized we'd never added any bottles to our registry. I'm planning to breastfeed, but as I have to return to work after 12 weeks, I'll need bottles to feed Oliver during the daytime. It was 4 am when I had this epiphany, so of *course* it was a huge deal and had to be taken care of immediately. I pulled out my trusty laptop, opened the BRU website, and logged into our account.

And that's when I noticed that there had been quite a few items (some of them pretty pricey!) purchased. And I lost it. I started crying. Our friends and family have just been so freaking generous between our wedding and our baby. We are so damn lucky.

My sister, mom, aunt and step-mom hosted a shower for us this past weekend. It was absolutely wonderful. Not only did we get some adorable and sweet gifts, but I got to see my family and friends. My sister lives across the country, and I hardly ever get to see her. (Though surely this is the true secret to our functional relationship. ;) We CAN'T annoy each other 2000 miles apart!) I also got to see 3 of my nearest and dearest friends. I miss them like woah.

We've finished moving! Our old place is cleaned and keys have been returned to our landlord. We're still working on unpacking our new place, and the nursery is a complete disaster. Not only have we not unpacked any of the baby stuff, but we have no where to PUT the baby stuff. Why? Because we still don't have furniture for Oliver's room.

The Mr. and I are incredibly picky when it comes to furniture. We'll find a crib that we like, but the changing table won't be quite what we're looking for. Then we find a changing table that we like, and shockingly, ALSO love the crib, but the set is no longer available for purchase. Now, truthfully, I'm not particularly worried about having a crib set up because Oliver will be sleeping in our room for the first few months anyway. However, not having the changing table and a dresser set up is driving me BONKERS. I have limited time to "nest" (6ish weeks!) and I want to get crackin'!

In other news, we've written a first draft of our birth plan! We'll review it at our next appointment, but it feels good to have something done. :)

75%

Lil Oliver is 75% cooked! 30 weeks today! Which means Mr. Olive and I have 10 weeks to get the nursery together. YIKES!

Glucose test was passed with flying colors! Shibby! I'm also not anemic, so that's good too. :)

We're also in the process of moving. This will make my 12th move in 8 years. I've gotten so good at it, I should probably add it to my resume. But all whining aside, we should be in the place in two weeks, and can actually finally start putting the nursery together. Nesting can finally commence. ;)

Stretch marks and cankles

Oh yes, ladies and gents. The stretchies and cankles have arrived, in full force. The belly is getting heavy-ish. I'm hungry and full at the same time. I'm finally starting to feel like an actual pregnant chick!

(Mr. Olive is the sweetest husband ever. He's making lie down with my legs propped up, and is scolding me for calling these sweet puppies cankles. He says they're just temporarily swollen.)

I took my glucose test yesterday exactly @ 28 weeks. They said that no news is good news by day after tomorrow. :fingers crossed: that I pass!

Mr. Olive and I picked out some paint samples, and got some swatches up on the wall for the nursery. Super exciting! I can't wait to get it painted. Will post pictures once some progress has been made! :)

3rd Trimester.

(Meant to post this yesterday but we got home late and I was starving so I ate instead of blogging. So sue me!)

But yeah, so yesterday I hit 27 weeks and the beginning of the 3rd trimester. I can't believe how quickly time is flying. Thankfully, everything is going really well.

Last weekend, I had a hard time sleeping. I went to bed at 10:45, but sleep would just NOT come. And then around 1:30 or so, Oliver decided to take up kickboxing as a hobby. He kept me up like that for about another hour, the little stinker!

Mr. Olive and I have been sorting baby clothes and picking up some sweet onsies here and there. And soon, work on the nursery will commence. We're picking up some paint chips tonight. :)

Patterns!

I've been noticing over the past several days that Oliver is kinda set in his ways. He's been kicking around in the late morning, late afternoon, late evening, and then around 12:30 AM. With that last slot being the most active. So yep, definitely our kid. ;)

And so begins the search

At our last appointment, our midwife recommended we start researching pediatricians. I asked if they had recommendations, and they said they don't. Big fat dead end. Sigh.

I logged on to my company's health website, and spent a good 20 minutes trying to find where they moved the link to the provider directory. Only to find that there are over 300 listings within a 10 mile radius. Greaaaaat.

What we're looking for in a pediatrician is someone who is a little more "granola" and "crunchy" than one who is all about drugs. We want a pedi who won't force vaccines on Oliver. (There's family history behind this.)

Calling all those practices to inquire is going to be a giant pain in the ass, and incredibly time consuming. I am not looking forward to it! So wish me luck!