Not Crying over Spilled Lemonade!

I started out the day with one of those "nothing's going my way" mornings. It didn't matter what I did or didn't do it was just going to make me run late! However, during this stress filled morning I did something that I was very proud of myself for....I didn't cuss (REALLY)! Even when I was backing out of the driveway and spilled 64oz of pink lemonade (yep, down to the last oz!) all down the front of my shirt and into my lap....I didn't cuss...I did have to swim out of my car and change EVERY article of clothing I had on....but I didn't cuss....even when I got back into my car and realized that my cell phone and blue tooth were a bit on the drippy side....I didn't cuss....after everything that had happened this morning, this should have been the final straw where I screamed really bad words at the top of my lungs....but I didn't....WHERE IS THIS TONGUE HOLDING ABILITY COMING FROM!

For all of you that are asking YES I AM STILL PREGNANT! I promise that I or SOMEONE will let you know when I am not...so until then Please, PLEASE, PLEASE just assume that I am.

I know that you are anxious and want to call and ask....and I LOVE talking to everybody and am sooooo grateful that I have friends and family that care so much...I REALLY AM....but could you just call and ask "how are you doing" or "what did the Dr. say this week" instead of "You're STILL pregnant?".

I know, I know, I am sounding a little testy about this...but put yourself in my shoes...9 months pregnant...tired of being pregnant...tired of going to the Dr. and there being no change...anxious to meet this baby girl...microanalyzing(if that's a word) every one of Reegan's movements and twinges...looking at my watch every time I have a Braxton-Hicks contraction trying to find some sort of a pattern...even at times thinking gas pains might mean something!!! I promise that I am more tired of ME being pregnant than you are! (clunk, clunk, clunk....(that was me stepping off my soap box! Sorry 'bout that!))

I go back to the Dr. Tuesday (tomorrow) afternoon. I don't suspect that there will be any change at this visit either (but there is always hope!). She hasn't dropped anymore, I do have Braxton-Hicks but they aren't regular or intense, and that 'bottom falling out' pressure that everyone talks about...isn't there yet! I think I'm going to be an oven for a little while longer! The Dr. said that he wouldn't let me go past September 24th. Since that is a Sunday, that means that the last possible date he would induce is the 22nd. He did say though that at either one of my next appointments if I was dilated even to a 2 that he would take me in the next morning and induce. But....I really and truly DON'T feel like it will be this week.

We went and looked at the pictures Koby and I took last weekend. They made me cry! The lady that took them did a great job! They made a video out of them...I'll see if I can upload it. If not she said that they would be on their website by Wednesday...I'll post the address then.

Any bets on what date we'll get to meet the little darling? One of the teachers at school says he lost $25 since I didn't have her this weekend! HA! :)