Christmas Eve

Christmas Eve

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Trip to the butcher

No, I didn't go buy some delicious cuts of beef for dinner; I got a haircut! A very, very bad haircut!
This morning I woke up on a mission. I decided I needed a haircut and a pedicure before the baby comes. My hair has been growing at an insane rate recently and my ponytail was so long it went down my back (I don't think I should have even been able to call it a ponytail anymore when it's that long). I couldn't take another minute of it, so I got up this morning and went off. I went to a place right in Boca that I have never been to before - all because I didn't feel like driving all the way to my normal place. This is where I made my mistake. Lazy does not equal nice haircut. I had asked for about 2 inches off, but as she continued to cut I realized that either she is very bad at math or she and I have a very different perception of how much 2 inches actually is. It got to a point where I had to stop her to tell that I really thought we had passed 2 inches. She simply replied, "yes, I know, but I cant seem to get your curls to be even." OK, I didn't go to cosmetology school, but last I checked curls are never even...they are CURLS. They bounce up and will never be straight across no matter how much you cut them. I decided that she needed to be stopped before I had the same haircut as my brother and politely asked her to please stop cutting. Now, the cut itself may actually look cute on someone with pin straight hair who weighs about 50 lbs less than I do, but on me...not so much! I now have hair that doesn't even come close to grazing my shoulders and I look like I belong on That 70's Show. Of course, the first sign of a terrible haircut is that you have to leave the hair salon and head immediately home b/c you refuse to go out in public till you can fix what the butcher did. I am still home, trying to figure it out and I may be here for days working on this. I refuse to share any pictures of me right now, but I just wanted you all to be aware, so when you see the pictures of me with my beautiful baby, you wont be shocked by the ridiculous haircut that I am sporting. I do feel a little like Julia Roberts in Steel Magnolias now, but sadly I ended up with a "mommy cut" before I am even officially a mommy!

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Status Quo

I wish I had more exciting news to post, but alas I do not. Today was my 39 week appointment and I found out nothing has changed from last week. The baby appears to be very comfortable exactly where he/she. If nothing happens in the next week, I will waddle my way back to the doctor for an ultrasound. They are going to check to make sure the baby is still thriving and getting the nutrients he/she needs and from there we make a decision on whether to induce or not. My doc said that if everything looks good in the womb and I haven't made any progress then he would be hesitant to induce since that may mean a very long labor that goes nowhere and ends in a c-section. So for now we wait and see what happens. Hopefully, this little peanut of mine will decide on it's own in the next week that he/she ready for its big debut!

Sorry for the self portrait, but Mark is working late and I may very well be sleeping before he gets home to take a picture.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Going nowhere

I went to the doctor today for my 38 week checkup and so far we are going nowhere (except back to the doctor in a week). I am exactly ZERO cm dilated, although the doctor tells me that doesn't mean anything and I could still go into labor tomorrow. I think this is yet another thing they tell you to make you feel better, especially when it is over 100 degrees in the middle of July and you are HUGE! So for now, we just wait, but I will take any suggestions on how to get this show on the road!!

PS - this is probably the WORST picture I have ever taken, but so many of you keep insisting I post a new picture. My face now looks about as big as my belly and I look like I haven't slept in weeks (although in my defense, I have not slept "well" in weeks).