The Big Nursery Reveal

I just realized that I hadn't yet shared pictures of Lukas' nursery!  The only things left to do are affix the knobs to the built ins, hang some more stuff on the walls (we purchased some baseball pennants and are just waiting for the last few to arrive) and find a cute laundry hamper for under the changing table.  But otherwise, it's finished and is just waiting for its occupant to arrive.

Here are some BEFORE pictures - they're from when we first moved into the house and the room is a complete mess, but it's all I could find...

And the AFTER:

DUE DATE

Well it's here.  Lukas' due date.  And he's a no show.  I've been stood up.  Well, I suppose I can't really say that for another 14+ hours.  But as of now there's no indication that he's coming today.  Although, I realize this can change at any minute.  For all I know, I could be walking to the mailbox later today and have my water break.  Or November 5 will come and go and I'll still be pregnant.

Right now I'm vacillating on whether or not I hope he comes today.  On the one hand, I'm beyond ready to meet him.  But I've also been battling this scratchy/sore throat for the past few days and I wouldn't mind a few more days to kick this before going into labor.  In an effort to get over this ASAP, I'm working from home today, relaxing, drinking lots of tea and fluids and just trying to will this sickness away.  I don't think I'm actually "sick" - I think it's just a side effect of the change in weather and the resulting dry air.  And aside from the sore throat, I feel perfectly fine. 

So it's really game on at any moment now.  The Lukas' Birthday Poll giveaway is still going on since he hasn't been born yet - so feel free to add your guess by commenting on this post or the Giveaway post!  There's free coffee in it for you!!!!  And you know how I said that I had a date in mind as my guess, well, I still won't share what day it is, but it has not come and gone yet...

T minus ONE day

When I loaded outlook at work this morning a calendar reminder popped up that said: DUE DATE in 14.5 hours.  Wow. That was really bizarre.  It's hard to believe that tomorrow is the date that I've been looking forward to for the past 9 months.  November 5th.  Lukas' due date.  I wonder if he'll decide that tomorrow is the day.  I hope so, but as I told my mom this morning, this is his journey and I'm just along for the ride.  So I'll continue to wait for him to be ready to greet the world and meet us. 

I didn't say I'd continue to wait "patiently".  But I will continue to wait.  Another friend told me that this is just the first of many times throughout his life where he'll be testing my patience.  I'm sure that is a very true statement.

But in an effort to not go out of my mind (which I started to do last night as I sat on my couch watching TV for the 3rd hour in a row), Mr. Cob and I have decided that I need to keep busy.  So I'm at work today.  And tonight we're going to dinner.  Tomorrow I'm going to go to work again and maybe meet my parents for a late lunch and then have a dinner/movie date with Mr. Cob - we're going to see Due Date which comes out tomorrow - it seems apropos.  Saturday Mr. Cob is going to play soccer in the morning and Wrigley and I will walk around the park while he plays and then we're going to do something outside of the house.  I cannot sit in that house and wait any more.  It's time to switch it up!  I also figure that maybe if I make a ton of plans, then Lukas will suddenly arrive and "ruin" them - kind of like reverse psychology.  It's our first parenting strategy.  Let's hope it works.

Week 40 Pooch Pic

Here is what I had planned on sharing with you for the week 40 pooch pic...

Cute pooch, no?!?!  This is her favorite place to sit lately - with either her paws or head on my belly.  I think she's talking to Lukas and trying to convince him to come out.  Wrigley is really ready to meet her little brother!

But in an effort to continue the documentation of the growing belly, I snapped this picture on my phone.  It's an odd shape today.  Maybe that means he's ready to make his entrance!

A Father's Imagination...

Cob here.  This was my conversation with Mrs. Cob before bed last night:

Preggo:  Okay so I am going to take a Tylenol PM tonight.

Me:  Great.

Preggo:  Are you ok with that?

Me:  Yeah, why?  The doctor said you could and you need sleep.

Preggo:  She did.  I just wanted to let you know though... I wanted to make sure you are comfortable with it.  It's probably going to knock me right out.

Me:  I am fine with it.  Although... what if your water breaks? will you even know?

I stayed up a few more hours after that and went to bed much later than Mrs. Cob.  When I got upstairs she was sound asleep.  As I entered the room, this is the scene I imagined in my head.

Me: (thinking) Oh.  She is fast asleep.  Looks like that Tylenol worked.

(Gets into bed and jumps out immediately in shock.  Puts his hands back under the covers.  Eyes bug out)

Me:  Honey.  HONEY!  Wake up.  You water broke!  You slept through it, wake up!

Preggo:  Wha...

Me:  Your water broke!  The bed is soaked!  We gotta go!  Get up!  Let's go!

Preggo:  Calm down.  My water didn't break.

Me:....uh....

Preggo:  Yeah I had to go, but I didn't feel like getting up again.  Don't worry about it.

(fade to black)

It was at this point I asked myself what would I do next?  Would I get upset?  Would I demand she get out of bed?  Would I change the sheets?  Or... would i just let her go back to sleep and just sleep in the guest room.  I believe I concluded that I would just let her be and sleep downstairs myself.  Awful right?  Well.  Any sleep right now is good sleep, dry or wet.

Waiting & Waddling

Baby Lukas is still comfortable hanging out inside my belly.  I think he's taking this "due date" thing very seriously and literally and doesn't want to arrive early.  If he was anything like his mother though, he'd be early.  I always arrive early for appointments (on time in my book is 10-15 minutes early, if I'm "on time", I'm late) and I get very nervous if I'm going to be late for something.  Mr. Cob isn't as concerned with promptness, so perhaps Lukas is taking after his dad.

We went to the doctor this morning and things are "progressing" but our doctor couldn't really predict when he'll arrive.  She said it could be any day now, or not.  So I have an appointment to go back next Monday, which will be 3 days after my due date.  And at that point we'll talk about options - as in, setting a date to induce, which I really don't want.  She will allow me to wait until the following week before insisting on inducing - so 10 days late would put us at Monday, November 15.  I really hope he arrives on his own before then!

I did ask how big he's looking and she said if she had to guess, she'd say high 7s or low 8 pounds.  But of course, she can only guess.  We'll find out soon enough how big he is and what he looks like!  And until then, I'll just be waiting and waddling...

Eggplant Fail

There is this restaurant called Scalini's in Marietta, GA that makes an eggplant parmesan that supposedly induces labor.  We were all ready to go have dinner at Scalinis last night until I had an emotional and physical breakdown in the afternoon and decided I couldn't get off the couch.  I just felt horrible.  My toes look like little sausages and my fatigue was at an all time low.  I think I really just needed to have a good cry and let it all out.  Luckily Mr. Cob and my mom were both at the house and helped peel me off the floor and decided that if I couldn't go out to Scalini's then they would bring the eggplant parmesan to me.  Luckily, Scalini's posts their recipe online so Mr. Cob went grocery shopping and my mom prepared the recipe.

We ate around 7:30pm and oh my was it delicious!  I had an extra large helping to ensure that I was getting enough eggplant to actually start labor.  About an hour later I started having contractions.  9 minutes later, a second contraction.  10 minutes later, a third.  I even downloaded a contraction counter application for my phone so we could keep track.  And then, NOTHING.  Well, Lukas was bumping around, but the contractions completely stopped.  So I took a long bath and went to sleep, convinced that I would wake up in the middle of the night because my water had broken.  Well I woke up during the middle of the night, but not because I was in labor.  I now haven't had any contractions in 12 hours.  So I think its safe to say that the eggplant didn't work.

But, just in case, I'm eating it again for lunch today.  And maybe even for dinner.  And I think we'll throw a long walk in for good measure.  But I'm still not to the point of wanting to try the castor oil.  I'm not that desperate.  Not yet anyway.