1. Picked up the recliner/rocker/swivel chair for the nursery!
Finally, my furniture is starting to arrive and I can finally begin to put the room together. This chair is SO comfy I could even sleep in it! I tried to pick a really good one since I have a feeling I'll be spending a lot of time there.
One of the joys of pregnancy is that as the baby gets bigger and starts descending, there's increased pressure on the bladder. This, coupled with the fact that it's pretty easy to give me a case of the giggles, and I'm destined to wet my pants just about every time I laugh now.
Monday's incident was full-blown peeing in my pants. Not just a little trickle, not just having to cross your legs do the "pee pee dance." I'm talking full-on bladder release lasting about 7 seconds. The best part was that it happened in my front yard so anyone passing by or peeping out their windows (old man, Art) got quite a show.
It went down like this...
Corey and I had just gotten back from picking up the recliner (see #1) and we were carrying it into the house when he started making jokes:
"You sure you can lift this? I don't want you to poop out the baby."
"I think I just had a let-down in my pants."
And on he goes making silly comments about all the gross and disgusting things that are going to be happening to my body in just a few days, and I lost it. Literally.
It started out as just a leak, but keep in mind I had 2 hands on a new, 50lb, micro-suede chair and I couldn't exactly drop it and run inside to pee. So, I just let it flow.
Now my friend Alice is threatening to mail me a package of Depends.
3. Banana-cream cheesecake
(Yes, this is a "highlight" to my week. Anything food-related these days is considered an event). Had a nice lunch catching up with my former manager, Kristie, at The Cheesecake Factory. I think we ate pretty healthfully, considering the numerous options on the menu. We both ordered salads and then shared the heavenly banana-cream cheesecake.
Our thinking was Bananas = fruit = Healthy!
4. Appointment with the Nurse Practitioner
You all know that Doc was on vacation so I had to see his nurse practitioner, Marci, for my weekly check up. She wasn't Doc, but she was a great substitute. I loved her. Friendly, warm, and thorough, she spent a lot of time going over my chart with me since I was a new patient to her. And we even did that with my pants still on.
Don't you hate that when doctors want to have a 30min conversation with you while you're half naked? And then they wonder why you might be a little nervous or fidgety? Maybe it's because she's a woman, or it's just her style, but she did the whole consultation/review before the physical examination while I was still fully clothed. She got a gold star for that.
After my vitals were checked and she conducted the internal exam, Marci pronounced me "not going into labor anytime soon." She said I have at least until my due date, and encouraged me to keep up the good work and to live it up these last few weeks. Go out to dinner, take little trips, go to the movies--whatever I can do to keep my mind off waiting for the baby. She made it sound like the chances for going beyond my due date are pretty high. But we'll see what Doc says.
5. Dinner with the Cohen's
Annie and Zac came over on Thursday for a southern-style meal that even Paula Dean would have loved. Well... we probably didn't use enough butter or cream in our recipes, but I still think she would have been impressed.
We had:
We had:
Ribs, baked beans, mac n cheese, cornbread muffins, cole slaw, tomato & cheese pie, sauteed spinach and an orange-flavored bundt cake with caramel and chocolate sauce for dessert!
I love that our friends love to eat.
And the BIG EVENT... drumroll please...
We got our CRIB and DRESSER!
We've been waiting for this furniture since the middle of May. It'd been so long, I'd practically forgotten what the heck we even ordered. But it was worth the wait. We love it! Hope you do, too, Baby Girl!

3 comments:
Good thing the bathroom is right next to Baby's room . . . We don't want any "accidents" happening in your nice recliner/swivel/glider! Hehe!
I love the furniture! Looks beautiful! Worth the wait, huh?
I now consider you the Miles Davis of pregnancy. - dan
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