Baby Watson Update

Went to the Doc this morning. I am 3 1/2 cm 90% effaced and at a -1 station. What does that mean? Well it means I could pop tomorrow or in 3 weeks. Dr. Brown thinks it will happen within the next week, i'm hoping so too. She says I probably won't progress much further without going into labor.
So everyone please keep your fingers crossed, pray, make a wish at 11:11 that I will go into labor soon cause I swear this kid is trying to claw his way out. Wish me luck!!

Update 2/5-So, Wed night I started having contractions, although it took me till 11 at night to realize they were contractions and by that point they were 3 minutes apart. So Bryan and I pack up our stuff and head to the hospital where they put me in a trauma room. They want to make sure i'm actually in labor before they admit me. Well I was still 31/2 when they checked but I was definately having contractions that were now 2 minutes apart. They tell me to hold tight and they will check me again in an hour. She comes back and checks me again, still 3 1/2 so she calls the Dr. Well the Dr didn't want to come in at 1:30 in the morning so instead she decided to send me home, didn't strip my membranes or anything. Instead she gave me Morphine (which is a very happy drug) and sends me home. Well Morphine stops contractions, so now i'm having patheticly weak contractions every 10 min and have been since Thurs morning. Called my actual Dr (not the on call Dr) and she is a little cranky, says I should have my baby by now. So now I wait. I feel like I can't do anything but wait. If I have not had the baby by Monday then I will go in and my Dr will strip my membranes and try to help me along. So let's all hope that something happens this weekend and I have my little guy by early next week.

It's really been 10 years since I got my License?

Holy Crap i'm 26! I am officially closer to 30 than to 20. I have had my Driver's License for 10 years. I have been out of High School for 8 years. I was thinking of some of the things i've done in the past 10 years, some accomplishments

-Graduated High School (18)
-Moved half way across the country, on my own (18)
-Attended and completed College at the U of U (18-24)
-Got my first grown up job with Benefits (23)
-Dated, dumped, been dumped by and mutally broken up with way more guys than I should have (18-22)
-Got engaged and ended engagement (21)
-Survived living in a house with 6 other girls (close call there, almost killed most of them)(20)
-Joined a show choir and traveled across the country (20-21)
-Visted Hawaii (17)
-Visited Mexico (23)
-Met my amazing husband and got married (23)
-Adopted cats (23)
-Found my first gray hair, yup thanks Mom for going gray in your freaking 20's and passing that along to me (25)
-Got pregnant (25)
-Gave Birth,ok that hasn't happened yet but it will happen when i'm 26 unless I magically turn into an elephant and have a gestational period of 22 months. Then i'll just be pissed.

There is plenty more but right now these are what stick out. I'm very excited to be 26 and very excited that it is officially Feb 2010. This is the month I have been waiting for and dreaming of my entire life. This month I will finally become a Mom, my first career choice and life long goal : ) So let's all keep our fingers crossed and hope this baby comes soon. My doc thinks I will pop next week, which means this baby will probably stay in until due date. Thanks for cursing me doc : )

Happy Birthday Mr. Watson

Today is Bryan's 25th Birthday, that means for the next 10 days we are the same age. YAY!!!
So to commemorate his Birthday I am writting 25 things that I love about him (I know, i'm corny)
1) His constant kisses and hugs
2) the way he sets his alarm 15 min before we have to wake up so we can cuddle for a bit
3) His eagerness to become a daddy
4) that he has made me a mom
5) the way he loves and respects his parents
6) his love of our cats (yup, I turned him into a cat person)
7) The way he likes shopping for baby stuff as much as i do
8) the way he tries to make me laugh all the time
9) His love of not just his friends but mine as well
10) He's hot
11) His work ethic (weird I know but it's amazing)
12) His undying complete devotion to our marriage
13) How he laughs at my potty humor jokes
14) his love of family and desire to have one
15) his willingness and desire to move back to WI
16) his love for our unborn son
17) His ability to fix a car and watch a chick flick with me in the same day, that is hot
18) his love of the Savior, testimony and respect for the Priesthood
19) he's good in bed (sorry, but it's true and I am the only person who will ever be able to say that about him)
20) the way he looks at me makes me melt
21) he's a gentleman, I have not had to open my own door once in our marriage
22) he doesn't complain (too much) when i make him carry my lip gloss or wallet
23) his never ending ability to make me smile
24) the fact that he eats EVERYTHING I cook and always tells me he loves it.
25) the fact that I not only love Bryan but I am IN love with him. I am so grateful for the fact that after 3 years together I can still say that i am IN love with my husband, and more so everyday.

Happy Birthday Bryan! Even though it was a year late, i'm glad you were born today : )


PS. Baby Update-went to the Dr. for a random check up yesterday, i'm 35 weeks. She decided to go ahead and check me and I am 2 1/2 cm dialated and 80% effaced. She told us to go home and make sure we have everything ready, just in case. Umm, I still have one more baby shower and haven't even washed the baby clothes yet. But hey, I am not going to complain if I give birth early. keep your fingers crossed.

Random Thought

You know what sucks sometimes. Having to wear clothes, i'm just saying. You have to pick out stuff that matches and then sometimes they don't fit they way you remember them (especially when your prego) and they are just a pain.
OK now you may all feel free to judge me for this thought : )

i'm pathetic

I'm pretty sure that I have explained before that bending over is hard when you're pregnant. REALLY HARD. So hard in fact that Bryan puts on my socks and nylons for me, I dont' wear shoes that have ties on them, and if something is dropped on the floor then it stays there (trying to train the cats to pick it up and return it to me was a massive failure). So along with those other things I have been unable to shave my legs for a while, yes it's gross. Instead I wear really thick maternity tights to work and live in jammie pants. Poor Bryan. It has honestly been since before Christmas, sorry but these are just some of the realities of pregnancy.
So anyway, yesterday I decided it was time to make an attempt at feeling girly again, a chance to remind my husband that I am not utterly pathetic right now (he really doesn't think that, but he does laugh at me when I try to bend over and grab things). So anyway I hop in the tub and start the horrible task of bending over again and again and again. When your tummy is as big and rock hard as mine currently is it's like running a marathon, you have to take a deep breath and lunge over to reach your legs, do as much as you can then come back up for air.
Well this is how pathetic my life has become. I pulled a muslce!! I dont' know the name of this muscle I just know it is located over my right rib. I Molly K Watson pulled a muslce while trying to shave my freaking legs. Honestly? Who does that? How come no one warned me about this stuff? And how come no one has invented a razor with a super duper long handle for pregnant women so we don't walk around with man legs.
I told Bryan about this and interspersed between the laughing was moments of sympathy. Sad sad life. I am longing for the day when I can touch my toes and bend again. Oh sweet Feb 22nd you can't come soon enough.

What a coincidence

I'm not sure if I mentioned this before, but I married a country boy. A man who lived on a farm during the summers and castrated pigs, moved pipe every morning and spent his afternoons shooting birds with his cousins. Yup, country boy. Well, ever since we got married he has been saying he wanted a gun. His grandpa has offered one of his but we both know he's not done with them yet (you just can't take a gun away from an Idaho man until he's dead, it's just wrong).

So I told Bryan we could start saving for a gun and he has been doing it religiously. We have a Cow Bank that sits next to our TV (I dont' believe in Piggy Banks, I don't like Pigs, I like cows) and every time Bryan has had change he has placed it in that Cow. Well we realized that at the rate he was going that our first kid would be like 4 years old before he got his gun. So I told him we could go to the Gun Show this weekend and look at some and then we'd see.

First off, holy crap I have never been to a gun show in my life and it was a unique experience. I mean, i'm a Republican who fully believes in the 2nd amendment and all that jazz but oh my goodness, I am nothing compared to these people!! It was like the FFA from my high school got all their relatives and offspring together, dressed them up in camo, put rifles in their hands and then shoved them into a convention hall. Although one very nice thing about it was that there were absolutely no lines for the ladies room : ) That's because I was one of like 10 women there.

So anyway, we go and look for a gun, I find the one that Bryan has been wanting since he first mentioned a gun and we bought it. I think this is probably Bryan's 3rd happiest moment ever, coming in very very closely behind marriage and finding out about baby.

Well, so Bryan decides to take me out to lunch wherever I want and on the way I start asking what would happen if we got pulled over by a cop with the gun in the car, since Bryan's concealed weapon permit hasn't arrived yet. He says that nothing will happen and don't worry about it, plus the chances of us getting pulled over today are like one in a billion.

Well guess what freaking happened!!!! After lunch we're on an off ramp and sure enough we get pulled over for expired tabs (i'm a total flake when it comes to registering my car). I practically start hyperventilating because i'm driving the car and all I can think about is how there is a gun under Bryan's seat and this cop is going to throw a pregnant woman on the ground and tazer her! Bryan keeps telling me it's OK and don't worry about it but by this time my anxiety has reached the baby and he's freaking out in the form of kicking the crap out of me and breaking into hiccups. I over compensate with the cop by trying to be really funny (I try to be funny when i'm nervous, ask my phlebotemist sp?) and by the time we were done i'm sure he thought this preggo has lost her mind.

Luckily he let us go with a warning and the gun never came up. One in a billion, that was my chance of getting pulled over the freaking day we buy and keep a gun in the car and it happened. For people who doubt the Lord has a sense of humor, here is your proof, i'm sure he was bent over laughing watching me hyperventilate and getting beaten up by my baby while trying to make jokes with a cop. Oh good times.

Random Thoughts/Moments from Today

Random Moment 1) So I hop into an elevator over at the Joseph Smith Memorial Building and it's about 11'o'clock and I haven't eaten since breakfast, i'm trying to hold off until lunch (bad idea for woman who is 33 weeks pregnant) and someone in the elevator smells like popcorn!! I was soo hungry and the smell was soo heavenly that it took all my power not to start rummaging through people's bags or licking someones fingers in search of salty popcorn residue.
PS I ate some fruit snacks as soon as I got back to my desk to prevent me from eating someones hand next trip in the elevator

Random Moment 2) I'm in the bathroom at work (if you don't like bathroom stories than stop reading now) and these 2 women come in at the same time. They both hop into their stalls and the normal sounds commence (go ahead and make them in your head). After the normal sound of a person going #1 stops there is dead silence. I'm listening to this dead silence while trying to pull up one of my 5 layers of maternity wear, and i'm trying not to laugh. You see the dead silence means that both women are not done with their business here and that both of them are waiting for some other noise loud enough to cover what they are about to do or they are waiting for people to leave. I think it's soo funny that we do this, we all have. You know what, there is a book out there called Everybody Poops, we should all read it and then enjoy our time in a public restroom. Just saying

Random Thought 3) So i'm having a baby shower on Jan 23rd, my 2 best friends are throwing this for me and I started thinking about the stuff I got from my other shower and started panicing. You see, we got a lot of clothes, A LOT of clothes. So much in fact that our baby is pretty much set for AT LEAST the first 3 months of his life and he is doing pretty well on the next 3 as well. So here is my thought, if you are coming to my baby shower in Jan please for the love of goodness DO NOT buy clothes for a baby that is 0-3 months old. Go ahead and buy in the bigger sizes, because I know asking women to not buy clothes for a baby is like having a mormon function without food, it's not going to happen. But please, buy them in bigger sizes, PLEASE!!!

Random Moment 4) This morning I put my nylons on, ALL BY MYSELF!!!! No help from Bryan!! This is HUGE! My reward? I bought myself a Caffeine Free Diet Coke, it's like freaking Christmas!!!

Final note- So people have been asking to see pics of my new hair (actually no one has asked that, I just tell myself that people have because I like to think other people are interested in my life other than just me), and I will post a pic as soon as I can take a picture of my face without it looking like i'm carrying this baby in my cheeks.