Officially Overdue

One day overdue...it doesn't seem like such a big deal, but it is. I want my body back...I don't mean my stomach, I mean my body; my bladder, my hips, my back, etc. I think I may be anxious and excited too. I just want to meet the little fella.

I read somewhere that you should make plans everyday so that you aren't sitting and waiting so much. It seems like since I have quit working my days are so long and I am useless. I guess I should enjoy not working and the time I have left with just Chris. Godspeed baby! Love, mommy.

10 days and counting

So we are in the final strech. My co-workers, friends, and family made a pool for when the baby is coming. The first d-day guess was December 10th and so with the first day of guessing when baby Greyson would come...my anxiety has and now I'm constantly praying and wishing for a sign of labor. I really just want his birthday as far from Christmas as heavenly possible. Sure, it would be an honor to share such a sacred day, but what a pain in the butt and a bummer for him!! 10 days it is unbelievable that he is nearly hear.
The crib and hence the nursery are not done; which is fine considering he won't need it for awhile. But sort of disapointing to not be as prepared as I would like. And daddy problably will be less inclinded to want to work on the crib when he has a beautiful baby to play with and dote over...
I bought bum genius diapers to try out; the reviews rave and so I hope that I will too. I really don't want the economical or environmental strain of disposable so I will make these work. I let you know how they go Kara.
The nature scene is my eighth month and the last one is one week into month 9. Still no strech marks, so cross your fingers and knock on wood!

So to avoid the anxious await of baby...I have started planning my wedding. I posted a few of the wedding dresses I have been looking at. WE are getting married the third week of May in Maui.

3o weeks!

I can't believe that the baby could be here in only 8 weeks. Or as many as 12!

I have appointments now every 2 weeks to check on Greyson. We had an appointment today and his heartbeat was fast, 150 bpm. Maybe it was the areobics he was performing in my stomach.

I love being pregnant. I've gained 13 pounds as of today and I feel great.

I posted 5 month, 6 month, and 7 month pictures.

Change of Plans

Didn't the movie "Dan in Real Life," tell us to teach our children, "to expect nothing but the unexpected?" And why not? Everything I have ever planned in my life has led to a different road, often far from the coarse I had once presumed would be mine. God knows his divine plan takes us where we ought to go, but that doesn't mean we don't end up broken hearted, frustrated, or maybe even joyous when things slide from our idealistic course.

I always thought my life purpose and self-importance depended on what I could do for others. I dreamt of traveling to far away places where my hands would be tools for others to use.
But six months into an unexpected pregnancy leaves me wondering what my purpose is now. Maybe it is what I can do for my family and what I can teach them to do for others. Maybe to have purpose does not mean what I have so long considered it to mean. And who knows where I will be in ten years. All that is sure is change is consistent and all we can expect is the unexpected.