Father's day

Hopefully by Father's Day next month I have a baby in my arms. The planner in me knows that I better start thinking now for what to give my husband but I can't really think of anything. For his birthday, which is in July, he's asked for music stuff (no surprise there) but I want to get him something special for his first Father's Day and not anything music related.

If anyone has any ideas, drop them in the comments. For Mother's Day, he bought me a digital photo frame for when I go back to work.

I've been feeling great the past few days. Still lacking in the sleep department but my body seems to be getting used to it.

Preeclampsia? Doubt it

I've felt great all weekend. I am now thinking that it was a total fluke my blood pressure was high at my doctors appt on Friday --just as my doctor suspected it was probably because I rushed over to my appointment. Swelling has been fine if I put my feet up and not stand on them too much. Baby has been squirming around and though it was 97 degrees yesterday, my house stayed pretty cool. The thing that is killing me is my allergies which I didn't developed until I moved to Bend. This year seems to be the worst!

I did some me shopping today -- I bought a nursing tank from Angel Kisses per a suggestion from Alissa. They didn't have black in my size but I went onto their website and they have other colors so I might order two more if I really like them in other colors. I also bought gaucho pants from Target because I love them and they are way more comfortable than the capri jeans and kahkis I have and will get me through the summer as I don't do shorts.

I did go to Carters and pick up sleeping gowns so we're set for 6 months for the "little dude" as that's his new nickname. Someone bought him an outfit that reminded us of the "Big Lebowski" so now we refer to baby as "little dude" or the other new one is Brian sings "Benjammin'" like the Bob Marley song "Jammin'" all the time.

I went to the Buffalo Ranch Farmer's Market with my friend Diana today. Brian was out there playing as their entertainment. The second Brian started playing, the baby started kicking like mad -- he knows the sound of daddy's guitar. I told Brian he better learn some lullabies but until then, we'll settle on Radiohead Lullabies. Too bad there isn't a Wilco lullaby cd out there.

I am ready for this baby to come. 26 days to come.

36 weeks

I have now reached the point where I am miserable. Only going to the doctor today made me more miserable. My blood pressure was high. My swelling a concern. Talk of induction next Friday and then my OB came in and said that she wasn't as concerned as the nurse was because there is no protein in my urine but if I start getting headaches or see spots call. The remedy -- put my feet up to reduce swelling, all weekend long and have my husband take care of me. This is when panic set in. My temp started this today and though she is smart and capable, I can't throw her into my job without proper training. Next week, I will be sitting behind her, throwing her to the wolves (i.e. my job). I know I shouldn't worry about work and just worry about myself but I like my job and the people I work with so I'm conflicted.

The other thing I'm worried about ... my husband having to take care of me. I take care of myself and the house and my husband and the thought of having my him take care of me is scary. Since coming home from work, he's waited on me hand and foot and it's nice but I feel like I'm being bossy. He says don't worry about it -- he has it under control.

If my swelling gets worse over the weekend, I have to call the doctor on Monday and probably go on bedrest but we'll see. I am thinking positive that I can just make it through next week and this swelling is just normal.