Lockdown

A baby update... I am 36 weeks as of Tuesday, yay! On Monday I was having some contractions, so the doctor  had me come in to check it out.  They hooked me up to some monitors, and I was having contractions about every 3 minutes, but they weren't really doing anything, and they didn't hurt.  Which I was happy about because I was not ready to have the baby, and was worried he wasn't ready to come at just under 36 weeks. As they were monitoring me, however they saw that when I did have contractions his little heart rate would drop.  They did a few tests and decided to admit me for continuous monitoring.  The contractions eventually slowed to just occasionally. The fun part; since his heart rate dropped during contractions and continued to do so even with my less frequent contractions, the doctors decided I needed to continue to be monitored in the hospital until he is born. In a month.
He is still too early to be induced as he is safe where he is for now, and his lungs need to develop a little more. So the plan is just to monitor me until I go into labor, and if that hasn't happened by 39 weeks induce me, or if he gets into real distress at any point perform a c-section. So hospital room 420 is my new home for the next while. Though I really can't complain, the baby is safe, I am fine. My mobility is limited to my bed and the bathroom since I'm hooked up to the monitor. Although today I was allowed out for a half hour walk. Yippee, first time out of my room since Monday. So that is that. The doctor said the best thing is if I were to just go into labor myself, so that is the hope. And hopefully baby tolerates it well when I do. Tommy is now in charge of all the baby prep that hasn't been done, while I lounge about all day. Like I said, it could be worse.

Our hospital outing.

Classy lady

The other day I wore my jeans around with the button undone. Just put an elastic through to hold it together. I've become that pregnant person. In my defense, I wasn't really out in public, and it was the first time I've done it. I was going to be doing work at the house and thought life would be more comfortable with my pants undone, it was. Because I haven't bought any maternity clothes yet, and I probably should real soon... because we bought a house! And now we're house poor. So I may just have to start wearing Tommy's clothes instead of buying new ones. And even more exciting, we're going to have a baby in a little over 3 months! That is coming up fast!

Labor Day Weekend

This is a few weeks late... I had Labor day off this year, the first national holiday I've had off since Thanksgiving! So, Tommy and I decided to go to Mexico.  We're not talking resort Mexico, we're talking Baja peninsula, drive from our house across the border through Tijuana, Mexico. Tommy had been before on some surf trips and vouched for the safety, and since I am writing this obviously we made it back without being kidnapped or beheaded. Yes! and we had a good time. It was only a few hours drive. When we first got to Tijuana I thought I would be spending the next 3 days in hell.  Luckily we quickly left and continued south to Gaviotas (I think).  We stayed in a condo in a little gated community, I think most the places are owned by Americans.

Everything was great until we tried to turn on the power...none. And it was hot. To make a long story short the girl in charge of paying utilities had not and the power company (apparently run by the Mexican government) would not be open again til Monday. As it was a federal issue we could not just turn the power on ourselves, though the breaker box was accessible and we could reach the switch, unless we wanted to end up in Mexican jail. No thanks.  After a candle lit dinner luckily a man (pretty sure not from the power company) came and cut the lock and returned our power. Hooray for ceiling fans!

We spent the next few days at the beach, Tommy surfed his little heart out. The waves were HUGE! We drove down to Ensaenada and bought some over priced souvenirs, enjoyed some authentic tacos and had a nice relaxing weekend. It only took 2 hours to get back across the boarder (last time it took Tommy 6).

Chicken

My mom has become quite the political activist the last few years. Yesterday she texted me and my siblings that she would pay for us to go eat at Chick-fil-a in support of traditional marriage (they don't have Chick-fil-a in Alaska). I was happy to oblige. Thanks mom!