Did I mention?

I finished the New Testament Monday morning. Which was great to accomplish that goal, it really helped me during labor believe it or not.

So goals for today:

A nice bath
Clean clothes
Take a nap
Finish the birth certificate application
Go home and eat pizza!!! (And see my Mom, I hope)

Should be a good day.

New Arrival

I'd upload photos of my adorable baby, but unfortunately I cannot as I forgot the cord at home. Oh, well. At least I remembered the camera!

Birth went like a dream. I'm not the biggest fan of Pitocin, but I am a big fan of anesthesiologists. I had an epidural for the last hour or so and it made the experience a lot more relaxed and happy at the end instead of crazy. The coolest part was still being able to feel the baby's head crowning, without it being painful.

His name is Leo August Coyne, he was born after about 7 hours of labor at 11:19 p.m. on Monday the 17th, and weighed 7 lbs 8 ounces, 21 inches long. He's got dark hair and is fuzzy all over like his big brother, and for anyone wondering does not have hypospadias.

It was love at first push, I tell you :-) He's cute as a button, but the little turkey doesn't want to eat anything. He hasn't nursed since 1 a.m. or so, but his blood sugar is at a good level.

I'm going back to sleep (I've slept a total of about 4 hours--just haven't been able to doze much) until our little one wakes up.

If anyone wants to come visit, I'm in room 113 at Orem Community, or you can call me at 714-3113.

Yup. Still pregnant.

Still waiting.

I had a complete mental breakdown in Relief Society yesterday. It was a little embarrassing, but I got several answered prayers out of it. I've had sisters offer to make dinner for me (which honestly yesterday I'd been praying I wouldn't have to cook dinner after church), and lots of sisters are signed up to take Guy for a couple hours each morning this week.

Non-stress test this morning, I'll let y'all know how it goes.

And here's a question for you: how is it that I slept for 11 hours last night, and I'M STILL TOO TIRED TO DO ANYTHING?

Still pregnant.

I kinda hoped the baby would be born today. I thought it'd be cool, since it's Josh's dad's birthday. Not looking likely, unless I go into labor right quick and it goes super fast.

I'm absolutely exhausted. I'm wondering how well I'm going to handle labor this time, because my body feels so darn tired from hauling around an extra 45 pounds. And caring for a two-year-old. Guy must be teething with how whiny he's been lately.

This morning I would've been more than happy to let him veg in front of the TV for a few hours watching Sesame Street from the 70's. But it's Sunday, and we've committed to not watching Sesame Street on Sundays.

Josh tried taking Guy home teaching with him, bless his heart, after making me breakfast. Guy didn't do so well, so now he's here, crying.

Two-year-olds are fun. Fun, but hard.

So. Tired.

I took two naps today, that's how tired I am.

My only goals were to do a load of laundry and wash some dishes, and even that's not going to happen.

My body? Pretty exhausted at this point. And I hit that point where I can't eat very much but I'm always hungry and always have heartburn.

Woo hoo for being almost done.

Message ends. So that I can go have another lie down.

Happy Due Date!

I'm convinced it will be Thursday that I'll have the baby. Don't ask why, it's just what I'm thinking.

I've completely relaxed about all the things on my to-do list. Most everything is done that I wanted finished before the baby came, and I'm enjoying taking my time doing not much of anything.

Dishes, laundry, playing with Guy and visiting with friends. I'm truly blessed, and live a great life.

Josh is a little stressed with school and the coming baby, and then going off to training in January, but the wonderful man has let me sleep in several mornings this week which was a boon to my pregnant (read: aching) body.

Still pregnant

Really, really pregnant. I'm up to 45 lbs total weight gain. And I feel awful today.

UGH.

At least I know this baby is coming sooner rather than later, right?