Full Term...Well, Technically Speaking :)

As per my sister-in-laws request...this post is for her :)

It's hard for several reasons living far away from all of my sisters...one of them is not being able to see one another like we use to at least once a week.  And...with me living in the middle of nowhere, 2,000 miles from everything...I've grown a belly and haven't said much about it.  In fact, this is my third pregnancy, and my very first official pregnancy update post.  Like I said, Kari...this is just for you!!

I am officially 37 weeks, three days along.  But it sounds sooo much better to say I only have two weeks, four days left.  We're running to home base.  I can actually see the finish line.  I just have to hang in there 18 more days, and I can call a touchdown for the team :)

Of course, this baby could technically come at any time now...but knowing how things went with my previous babies...she'll be hanging on for dear life until forced to make an appearance.  Which will officially be April 15th.  One day before my due date.  

Here's my belly.  My ever growing belly.  This picture makes me look a heck of a lot smaller than I really am.  In fact...I'm huge.  I'm probably bigger than I was with either Emmy or Jack.  I'm retaining water like a freaking reservoir.  My doctor keeps telling me that I'm measuring right on...but I think he's lying.  Smart man.  He does work with a whole bunch of crazy pregnant women after all :)

I haven't had any of the out of ordinary cravings...but I can't get through my day without a bowl of frozen raspberries with Yoplait strawberry banana yogurt and granola.  It is one thing that sounds good to me all of the time.  I could probably eat it for breakfast, lunch, and dinner...which I believe I have done a couple times.  Other than that, you can find me snacking on celery and cheese.  

This has, by far, been my roughest pregnancy.  Being pregnant at 27 compared to pregnant at 31 is a heck of a lot different.  I also have two little ones that I chase around and a first year medical student for a husband...oh...and living super far away from family...I think those all contribute to a harder pregnancy.  But, just like my other two pregnancies, I never experienced morning sickness.  Just horrible heartburn. And by horrible I mean waking up three times a night with reflux attacks that make me cough and cough until I curl up into a ball and cry while Tim tries to calm me down.  I'm married to a rock star friends.  Seriously.  

This past week, we worked really hard at getting her room all set up.  Tim's spring break has been nothing but honey-do-list items that he checks off everyday.  I love him.  Emmy and Jack helped me get the crib all ready...and Emmy loved going through all of her old baby clothes as I pulled them out to wash them and fold them.  She even picked out the outfit for Ruby to come home from the hospital in.  To say Emmy is excited is a complete understatment.  She's been praying for baby Ruby for the last six months, as well as reminding us to pray for baby Ruby.  Emmy informed me the other day that we won't need to put the baby swing up because she'll just hold Ruby for me all the time.  I can't wait to see my little helper in action :)

The thing I'm most terrified about is the fact that we're jumping from two to three kids.  I've heard from several different sources that that by far was the hardest jump....four is easy...but three?  Three is hard.  I'm out numbered.  Tim is gone.  And I don't have a Target to go to as my happy place.  Luckily, it will only be about a month an a half before we head to Utah for two glorious months.  I know I can make it.  Heavenly Father obviously thinks I can...so I will.  

As far as everything else goes...we're ready for this baby to come!  

I know I'm certainly excited to hold her for the very first time, count all of her fingers and toes over and over, and be mesmerized by the very miracle of birth.  

Two weeks, four days...and counting.  

I can make it...I can make it...I can make it... :)