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And The Waiting Game Begins....

Well, I believe we are officially ready for Haley's arrival.

Saturday was my baby shower.  It was amazing.  My three girl friends did an AMAZING job of putting on one heck of a baby shower.  So many of my family members have complimented me on how wonderful these three girls did.  They could probably do it professionally if they wanted to.  The shower consisted of mostly family and one girl friend who I was thrilled made it in from out of town!  I was very pleasantly surprised!  It was a great turn out and we were definitely more than spoiled! I can't say enough how grateful we are for our friend and family's generosity.  

This morning Ian and I went and preregistered at the hospital.  This was an interesting experience.  We filled out paper work and discussed our desired labor and birthing plan.  Rumor on the street is that I am planning on shooting for a natural birth.  I get such adverse reactions to this, but the truth is, baby Haley is in charge--whatever gets her here happy and healthy is what I want for her.  With that said, I've made the decision to ATTEMPT to withhold from any pain medications.  Granted, I have never been in labor.  Who knows, I may get my first contractions and my whole birth plan may go out the window.  But as it stands now, the plan is for me to go natural.  I can say with confidence, if she is stubborn and we have to induce at 42 weeks, the epidural will be in the plan.  The induction medication is some mean stuff and makes contractions unnaturally painful.  So I guess we will just have to wait and see.  Most of all, I want her here healthy and happy, several years from now--the events that occur between now and that point are just whatever.  

Back to my point, we are ready to roll with the hospital.  Today after church, I came home and finished all of Haley's laundry and put away all of her new things.  As far as this amateur mommy can tell, she has everything she needs and more.  Now, all we do it wait.  And wait.....I am eager and excited....but I am expecting to go past my due date.  She seems pretty content in my belly.  

On another note..one of my girl friends is on bed rest as she is pregnant and started going into labor very early.  So today at church, a few other girls and myself prepared several healthy meals for her to be put in the freezer.  One of the church members is a nutritionist and put together this amazing meal plan.  Luckily, since we helped, we got the inside scoop on how to create this meal master plan.  I would love to share the detailed plan with my blog readers, but I didn't feel is was fair as this is her profession and it is not mine to give out.  But I have to say I am so excited to give this a shot in my own home!  

Well, that is about it.  I've had a crazy busy weekend.  I need to finish up straightening up the house, and then I am going to go enjoy some lemonade on the back deck with my poor swollen feet up.  Have a fantastic week.

-Bre

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