up

I am up.

It’s 11:15 and I am up with nothing else to do but blog.  Why am I up… is that what you were wondering?  No… you weren’t wondering?  Too bad… I’m about to tell you anyway.

I AM UP BECAUSE I CAN NOT SLEEP NOT ONE MORE MINUTE UNTIL BABY NASH IS EVICTED.

I lovvvveee this baby.  I love that I get to be his mama.  But OH MY GOSH I am miserable.  I’ve felt like I was in labor for the past few days and tonight I started having pretty regular contractions.  I did what any woman about to have her third baby would do when contractions started… I finished watching The Singing Bee, I took a shower, I fixed my hair, I applied a little makeup, and I began to mentally prepare to push a human being from my loins.  Problem is… after all that… the contractions have mellowed out and now I’m sitting in front of my iMac while the rest of the house sleeps.  But man-oh-man does my hair look good.

I have a regular doctor’s appointment at 8:30 tomorrow morning so my plan is to handcuff myself to the stirrup and cry uncontrollably until my doctor agrees to evict Nash ASAP.  As of right now, the tentative plan is the 25th…

THAT’S A WHOLE WEEK AWAY.

I don’t think so.

If something doesn’t give soon, I’m getting ready to try every old-wives story there is to start labor.

Okay.  I’m done complaining about the woes of being nine months pregnant.  I shall not complain not one more (I’m talking about on the blog Otey… don’t get excited) word until Nash arrives.  Speaking of little sweet perfect baby Nash, he still has no middle name.  Feel free to chime in with any suggestions you might have.  I’m pretty sure it has to be two syllables or more (Nash Bob or Nash John just doesn’t work).  We also want it to be a fairly traditional, or a common name.  I think two “cool” or “trendy” names is too much for a McCloy kid.

If you need a little baby visual inspiration.  Here’s a shot of Rusty and Lisa’s sweet baby Veda from the summer.

Now if those perfect little baby toes and pouty lips don’t make being “up” seem worth while… nothing could.

I’m off to eat some salsa and do some deep pelvic squats…  keep your fingers crossed my friends.