That's Interesting…

Well, the Blueberry sure loves her luxury accommodations and 24hr buffet.

Yesterday we woke up and realized that we had absolutely no plans for the 4th. It never occurred to me that she would not come by then. I was always planning on being in the hospital for the holiday.
Well, we decided to go to the parade, then had lunch with friends and, of course, spent the afternoon at the pool. David went to watch the fireworks in the evening while I had a glorious 12-hour sleep.

This morning we had our doc appt and were sent to the hospital for non-stress testing. They monitored the Blueberry’s heartbeat, my nonexisting contractions, and they also did an ultrasound to check on the amniotic fluid levels. We are in top shape.

I felt so odd when I got up today. Emotionally that is. Finally I realized I was awfully and terribly lonely. I really thought she would be in my arms by now. I love her so much.

It is finally raining after over month and a half. I love the smell of rain.
Now, I am going to open all the windows and take a nap.

Love,
Sandy

Yep, we are still a 2-in-1 package.
Just waiting.

I spend as much time as possible in the pool. I am ridiculously tanned.

Sunday was awful–no peaches, no Macey’s ice-cream, and no pool. Longest 24 hours of my life. I did the dishes 3 times and took a cold shower half way through the day to keep myself somewhat wet. Life on dry land is rough.

A few pregnancy related thoughts
- if one more person says, “You look like you are ready to pop.” , I am going to stab them in the eye.
- if one more person says anything about the size of my belly, I am going to stab them in the eye.
- if one more person touches my belly, I am going to stab them in the eye.
- if one more person uses the word “gyno”, I am going to stab them in the eye.
- if one more person uses the word “prego”, I am going to stab them in the eye.
- if one more person asks me how dilated I am, I am going to stab them in the eye.
- if one more person gives me unsolicited advice, I am going to stab them in the eye.
- if one more person describes their birth to me, I am going to stab them in the eye.
- if one more person talks to me about how hard the first few weeks are, I am going to stab them in the eye.

Moral of the story: wear goggles.

Love,

Sandy