Baby update: 39 weeks! 

As everyone else I know is having their little ones, I sit here writing yet another blog post because my tiny human is comfy and doesn’t want to come out yet. *sigh*

This week, Baby Hill is around the size of a watermelon (yes, I finally got to use that fruit equivalent!). She weighs around 7 pounds and is anywhere between 19-21 inches long.

Peanut is fully cooked at this point and can come at any moment!

Doctor Appointment Update : At my last visit, we had some improvement. I was 70% effaced and 1 centimeter dilated.

Even with that bit of progress, our little princess has decided inside mummy’s tummy is better than the real world… And so, we continue to anxiously await her arrival.

I also found it interesting that I have lost nearly two pounds since my last appointment. Apparently that is normal due to baby continuing to grow and make less and less room for the rest of my under parts.

Fingers crossed that she comes before my next appointment…that would be a nice thing for her to do 😉

The Struggle: With one week till baby’s due date, I am a miserable human being.

I can’t sleep, can’t breathe properly if I lie down, and my back hurts. And, on top of all that, life itself and pretty much everyone in it annoys me.

My recent motto has become, “I give zero f@!#s”. Because… Well, I don’t.

Birthday Predictions: At this point, I have no clue when she’ll arrive. I truly believed she would be an October baby… And as of today that is no longer possible.

To keep from becoming anxious/frustrated, I have stopped assuming she’ll come soon. I mean, if she’s not out within a week, the princess is getting evicted from the castle anyways.

Sorry (not sorry) darling, you can’t stay in there forever.

Other things: I find it amusing when people ask how far I am, I tell them, and then they find out I am still working as a middle school teacher.

Yes, I am about to pop (literally).

Yes, I still teach and coach full-time.

Why? Because I like being busy and don’t feel the need to sit at home, be bored, and be more miserable that I already feel. Also, we need the money AND I may slightly be a crazy person on top of it all. 😉

On a plus, my maternity leave starts after this Friday. Can’t believe I am going to make it to my last week of teaching before baby arrives.

As the days flutter by, I am more and more anxious to meet my little girl and finally hold her in my arms. I’m looking forward to all the hard work that is to come. Hopefully see you soon little one. ❤️

39 weeks down, 1 week to go! 

TFTD: Saying goodbye

WARNING: This thought for the day is sad…please don’t read if you are sensitive to family pets dying.

393284_10150429761873038_1932344532_nThis morning, just as I was leaving for work, I got a call from my mom saying one of our dogs, who just turned 14 had died.

We knew she was getting old. Poor thing could barely hear and see anymore. However, you never expect them to leave you so fast.

I remember when we picked her out. She was a present for my dad. She was so tiny and the blackest black you can have an animal. We named her Lydia and she was our families new puppy.

Although Lydia was cute, she was a feisty little thing. I remember the first time she bit me. I had dropped a chicken nugget on the floor and tried to snatch it before the new puppy got it…poor choice. Instead Lydia got the chicken nugget and I got a slightly bloody finger.

Once she got older, she was much less feisty. She was in all the family Christmas photos, was a nice little cuddle bug, and was a part of our every day lives.

Even until today, I always said hi to her and picked her up when I visited my mom’s house. She would always wag her little nub of a tail to great her family.

It is amazing just how attached we get to these little creatures. I suppose you never realize how much they mean to you until they die…then then little things you’ll miss pop into your head.

315321_10150267478653038_1766503_nLike how much Lydia enjoyed getting dog treats. You couldn’t say the word “cookie” without her getting excited and following you around until you gave her one.

Although it’ll be weird not seeing our little old lady hobble around the house, at least she is no longer suffering.

I like to think she is in doggy heaven and her playfulness, sight and hearing has returned and she is running around, enjoying herself again.

Although she is gone, she will always be a big part of my childhood memories and will always be remembered in my heart.

Lydia Joy

October 3, 2001 – October 27, 2015