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Week 30

Published on August 19, 2010 in Extra Biscuit, Pregnancy and Pregnancy Blah blah. 4 Comments

First pregnancy photo, shot with my phone. I look like a deer caught in headlights. Meh.

Its become apparent that my poor third child will have no written record of my pregnancy with him. I find with how easy it is to use facebook that I rarely post on my blog. The problem with facebook is I can’t really look back in a few years and have the memories all written down. So I thought I would write up a little post about my pregnancy with Biscuit. Just so I don’t forget.

I am now in my 30th week of pregnancy. I can’t believe how quickly this pregnancy has gone by compared to my other two. With Gavin it felt like I was watching the clock for 9 straight months wondering when he’d get there. Keaton’s pregnancy was a lot the same. I was in a lot of pain and I was tired and I just wanted to be done. With Biscuit its a lot different. I feel so great. Sure I am tired and some days I feel like one of his feet is sure to bust through my cervix. But honestly this pregnancy has been mostly relaxing. I haven’t been very emotional. I feel happy most of the time. Sure I get annoyed a lot easier. Some days I am more crabby with the kids. But overall my hormones have been pretty kicked back. With Gavin I was swollen constantly, I had all sorts of aches and pains, and I was SO emotional. With Keaton I had gallbladder disease, back pain so bad I couldn’t walk, and again my emotions were out of control.

Right after we found out Biscuit was a boy, we picked a name for him. Soon after I fell out of love with the name and we started looking around for another name. So far that other name has not come along. We have a couple we like and I keep thinking when I see him I will know what I want to name him. Although another part of me feels like he may just be nameless forever. With Gavin we threw around a few names and when we settled on Gavin it just fit. To this day he still fits his name and I am so happy with it. Keaton came to us near the end of my pregnancy. He was a Zander and a Gage for awhile, and finally we settled on Keaton. Again I love the name and I think he fits it so well. Boy names are so hard for us, especially with the last name Grotegut. Everything either sounds nerdy or strange when its ended in Grotegut. I pray for this child’s sake we come up with something.

So far in this pregnancy I haven’t gained any weight. With Gavin’s pregnancy I gained 58lbs total. I lost it all after i had him but because I am an emotional eater and my PPD was horrific with him, I ate my way up 50lbs. Then right after that I got pregnant with Keaton. I was so sick with my gallbladder when I was pregnant with him I was really strict with what I ate. So I never did gain any weight with his pregnancy. I thought it was because of my diet, but apparently my body has a max weight set by Gavin’s pregnancy and I just can’t surpass it. Well that’s what I want to believe anyway. I still have 9 weeks until D-Day, anything could happen. I could balloon up 20lbs by then.

I’ve been craving a lot of different foods this pregnancy. Microwave burritos, Double Cheeseburgers, Honey nut cheerios, Peanut butter sandwiches, Jolly Ranchers (I can’t get enough of those!), Nachos from the gas station, Tuna Subs, Salty french fries, popcorn, and Raspberry Ice Crystal Light. Lately I’ve had days where I just don’t feel full. I eat and eat and eat and still go to bed hungry. Then other days I just don’t feel like eating anything and when I do I just feel sick. I guess they balance each other out.

We are almost done getting ready for his arrival. We had given away majority of our baby items. I think we were convinced we were never going to have another baby. Yeah, not a smart move. Thanks to a lot of great friends and family, and a wonderful baby shower, we are on our way to being fully stocked. We’ve got all the major things out of the way. I just have to pick up some additional parts to my breast pump and that should do it. I’ve had a lot of fun picking out baby clothes! I just can’t stop shopping for him. I forgot just how addicting it is to buy little tiny outfits. I’ve been slowly stocking up on diapers and wipes. I am hoping if I pick up a package every time I am at wal-mart then we will have enough for the first couple of months.  We aren’t doing a whole nursery for the Biscuit. Right now his future bedroom is still the playroom. When he is ready to be moved into his own room we may decide to paint and decorate. I am more tempted just to leave the dinosaurs we painted for Keaton and call it good. I mean that is one of the advantages of having another boy right?

I am still seeing the high risk OB. Everything has been going smoothly so far though. No high blood pressure, baby is growing perfectly. Its nice to be reassured that he is doing so well. I also love to see him on the ultrasound once a month. In a few weeks I’ll start having my weekly Non Stress tests. I am hoping they let me do them at the hospital closest to me and not at the hospital 25 minutes from me. I can’t imagine having to go up there once a week and work around my kids school schedules to do that. Maybe they will change their minds and I won’t have to do them after all? One can hope!

I must admit I am very nervous about adding Biscuit to the bunch. I feel anxious about sleepless nights and not being able to handle three kids. I worry I’ll get another bought with Post Partum Depression. I worry Gavin and Keaton will have problems having a new brother. Gavin is super attached to me and I wonder how a change will effect him. Keaton is the current baby of the family and I wonder if it will completely blow his mind to become the middle child. At the same time I can’t wait until we have this little baby! I am so excited. The boys love to talk about their new brother. We call him “our baby” and Keaton always says “when our baby comes”. Gavin comes up with cute scenarios that he thinks our baby will be in. He thinks our baby will probably cry a lot and like to bite my arms. I just can’t wait to hold a newborn again. To have a sweet smelling baby. The first year is so challenging and so fun. I can’t wait for chubby baby cheeks, first smiles, first laughs, and first steps. I can’t wait to see what he will look like. Gavin thinks he will look just like him and Keaton thinks he will have black hair.

Hopefully at my next doctors visit I will narrow out a date for my c-section. John is going to take 6 weeks off when the baby comes, and he needs to let his work know the dates soon. Its going to be a lot of fun to have him home to help with the older boys and to give me nap breaks. My sisters are going to come out to help too, so that is going to be awesome. Not too much longer until we get to meet him in person!

An update on the Biscuit and why I am slacking on my blogging

Published on July 7, 2010 in Extra Biscuit and Pregnancy. 3 Comments

I seem to blog in spurts. Some times I am great at it, other times I go a month without saying much. I have about six different posts I am working on and I will have ready soon. So look forward to that. Its been a busy summer. My sister Kara and her two girls are staying with us since June 15th, and won’t be going home until July 22! Its been chaotic fun and we are going to miss them so much when they leave. I just haven’t had time to sit down and blog like I have wanted to. The kids have done so many fun and new things and I promise to have you all updated soon.

Anyway, with my excuse for slacking out of the way, I wanted to post a quick update on the Bonus Baby. As most of you know I had a really scary delivery with Gavin. When I got pregnant with Keaton I was supposed to be considered high risk and be treated as such. Well no one told me what a moron my OB was going to be before hand. So instead of having my worries constantly eased away, I was forgotten and told to “hang in there”. Thankfully I had an okay pregnancy and a wonderful delivery and recovery. I suppose I got a little Cocky. I thought since Keaton’s had gone so well, why can’t I have a third? And really so far this pregnancy has been great. I think its the best I’ve ever felt pregnant.

Well last week my OB scared me a little.  I went in for my big ultrasound where they check the baby and all that jazz. When I went in I was showing some protein in my urine and I had high blood pressure. At the last visit  I also had a high blood pressure. However, any time I took it at home it was perfectly normal. I haven’t had swollen ankles or felt sick like I did before I was diagnosed with Pre-eclampsia last time. But my OB was/is worried so he referred me to a High risk OB and I had to collect my urine for 24 hours (good times!). I went from feeling scared like something was wrong, to mad because I thought he was over reacting, back to scared because I don’t know if I could handle 3 1/2 months of bed rest if things were bad. Then finally back to “My OB knew all the previous trouble I had with my OB with Keaton and I really thought he might just be trying to prove he was taking me seriously”.

After a week of worrying I finally had my appointment with the high risk OB today and all my worries were eased. I had a very extensive ultrasound and Biscuit is growing perfectly. He is measuring right on with his dates and he was all to happy to flash us his junk (which they printed a 5×7 glossy of his little pee-pee to keep) so we could again verify that he’s a he. I explained to the OB about how I thought we might just be jumping the gun because my blood pressure has/had been fine most of the time. She didn’t think we were and thought that with Keaton’s pregnancy, they didn’t do enough. She says I should have had constant monitoring with him and it was really lucky I had such a successful outcome. For now I am not going to be put on blood pressure meds. Instead she wants monthly ultrasounds to check Biscuits growth. I have to check my blood pressure weekly and report any high pressures. At 32 weeks I will start having weekly stress tests to make sure he is doing fine. If at any time they feel he isn’t growing well or that my blood pressure is continuously high they may put me on medication or bed rest.

I was also told to start taking one baby aspirin every day to help prevent pre-eclampsia. The OB asked me if I had done this with Keaton’s pregnancy. I told her that from 24 weeks on I took tons of aspirin because I was told I could use it for pain for the gallbladder issues I had with Keaton’s pregnancy. I was taking adult doses and several a day. After he was born I read how that can be dangerous and I was so mad at my OB. The high risk OB was mad that he told me to take so much, but she thinks it may have helped ward off pre-eclampsia with him. So I am mad at my OB with Keaton and at the same time a little grateful.

I feel great that they are taking things seriously and making sure that I have as healthy a baby as I can get. I am happy to have my mind put to rest. I am so thankful for modern medicine and doctors that actually give a crap. At the same time I just feel sick over what wasn’t done when I was pregnant with Keaton. I just keep thinking of the what-ifs of his pregnancy. I know I shouldn’t because he is 4 years old and bright and so so awesome. I just can’t help it though. I want to call up my last OB and just bitch him out. For now I will just continue to be thankful and hope for the best for littlest Biscuit.

Baby Update

Published on June 8, 2010 in Extra Biscuit, Pregnancy, Pregnancy Blah blah and The newest Grotegut. 3 Comments

I thought I would post a little update on the biscuit. I had another ultrasound last week just to clear up that 5% chance that it might not be a boy. He’s still a boy and I swear he doubled in size in just 2 weeks time. He is in the funniest position too. He is bum over head with his legs spread wayy out. Check out this hilarious picture of him relaxing in the womb. You can see that he is DEFINITELY a boy. No doubt about it.

If you look below where it says 19 weeks you’ll see his little package. A leg to the left and a leg to the right and his head all the way at the bottom. He looks really uncomfortable in this position.

I am now halfway through my pregnancy and feeling the baby move all the time. He is always active from 10pm on. He sleeps all day though. I am hoping this is not how he is when he gets here. I deserve an excellent sleeper this time around.  I haven’t gained any weight yet. So that is awesome. My blood pressure has been fine so far. I have had a few days of swelling in my ankles from too much time out in the 90 degree heat. I am hoping its just a fluke though. Not much else to report on. I am getting a little energy back. But mostly I just feel like sleeping all day. I have no energy to clean or cook. So my family has been pretty neglected and we are all getting fat on fast food. Only 20 more weeks to go though, we can make it right?

Oh! We have a name picked out for the Biscuit. We are keeping it a secret until he’s born though. Well except for close friends and family. Who knows though, I may change the name before the baby is born. It happened with both the other boys.

Here are a couple of other photos from my ultrasound last week. I have my big ultrasound to check all the parts of the baby to make sure he’s whole on the 28th. So I should have more photos then.

Profile picture with his mouth open. His mouth was open in the last ultrasound too. He must like to sleep like that.

The money shot! Definitely a boy :)

He’s a Libra

Published on September 19, 2004 in Pregnancy. 23 Comments

I am still here, sorry if I got some of you excited. Last night I finally decided to go into Labor and delivery and get checked again. My sister Kara had to drive me and bring Maddie with us. It was nearly midnight, poor kid. Any who, as soon as I got there, of course my contractions tapered off, I knew that would happen. Can I just tell you how much I hate this? The nurse who checked me said I was still a 2, but maybe I could be a 2 ½. I am now about 70% effaced instead of 50%, and I guess I am a station one (does anyone remember what the stations mean?). My blood pressure was really high when I first got in there 154/94. I have always had low blood pressure my entire life, so this was scary. By the time I left it was 136/88, so I felt better about that. They gave me percoset for the pain, which made me happy. I went home last night and slept for 12 hours straight, it felt so great! Today I have had contractions on and off, but nothing too harsh. Tuesday is my next doctor’s appointment. So we shall see if I have progressed any since last night. I am just happy that my body is making some progress. I figured it would have no idea what it was doing and I would have to be induced, late of course.
So Gavin will in fact be a Libra. This will make it so we don’t have to paint over the constellation Libra that we painted on his wall. This was a big concern for me. I am so sick of painting and I really hated the thought of having to drag out the paint again.
I started working from home tonight. So far so good. Thanks everyone for keeping me in your thoughts. I only have 2 ½ weeks left, so he will have to come out soon.

Nope

Published on September 18, 2004 in Pregnancy. 8 Comments

I went all night with contractions. At 3am I decided to lay down and wait for John to get off from work at 6am. Well I fell asleep, and the contractions stopped. When John got home I was feeling fine. So I decided against making the 45 minute drive to the hospital. It’s so frustrating!!!!!!! I have been having contractions on and off all day now. The worst pain is the stretching/opening feeling that I am having. It’s like the worst period cramp I have ever had times 10.
I think Gavin wants to make things difficult for me. John left for work at 5:30, and now my contractions are back, UGH! So I will just suffer through again, and wait for John to get off of work. The biggest problem I have is that I have no one to give me a ride to the hospital except for John. So I just hope Gavin stays in for just a few more hours. If I call John home, and it’s a false alarm, we lose out on a nights pay. Which with my sisters lawyer bills, we need the money. Okay, so I have rambled long enough. I will keep you all posted. Hopefully tonight will be the night!

This may be “it”

Published on September 18, 2004 in Pregnancy. 5 Comments

I woke up after a nap at 8:30pm last night. I have been having steady contractions since. They are about 4-6 min apart and last around 75-90 seconds long, and oh so god damn painful. It’s now been five hours and I guess I am just not sure what to do at this point. John is at work, and I’d hate to call him home if this is a false alarm. So right now I am eating a sandwich just counting down these contractions. I tried to lay down to sleep, but the contractions are keeping me up. I wish I had energy to clean my house right now. It really needs it.
I am not getting my hopes up that this is the real thing. But it sure seems like it. I guess we shall see. Well I better go finish putting together my hospital bag, just in case. If you don’t hear from me in a few days, it’s a good assumption that Gavin has made his way. It’s strange to think that this may be the last day I have without a baby. I should be doing something exciting. But it’s 2am, so not much I can do.
Take care ladies, and have a great weekend!

X marks the spot

Published on September 16, 2004 in Pregnancy. 9 Comments

Today I am 37 weeks pregnant. I am now considered full term. Yep, that’s right, FULL TERM. Right now I am at work, and having a lot of contractions. I feel them in my back all the way around my stomach. It’s hard for me to keep track of them though. It seems like they haven’t stopped for the last hour or so though. My stomach feels hard and has yet to soften. I feel so much pressure; if this keeps up I may have to call my boss and leave. I am getting really excited! I wish I had a sure sign that this was labor though. It would be so nice if my water would just break already.
I have yet to pack my hospital bag and that has me nervous. I haven’t gone to buy nursing bras either. I have been so busy the last two weeks that I let everything go. Now I just don’t feel ready. Part of me wants this to be “it”, while the other part hopes I have a couple days to get things ready. Knowing my luck, I will have a couple of days. I still need to get extra batteries for the camera. Oh! I also need a tape for the video camera. Okay this kid cannot come today, I am not ready.
I am so happy that things are moving a long though, and that I will get to meet Gavin sometime soon. I have to admit, even though I have hated most things about pregnancy, I think I will miss it. I am just in love with my belly, it will be sad to see it go. More then anything I am sad that I will have to start dieting again. Eating whatever I have wanted to has been so much fun. It definitely takes a load off my mine not to count calories. Most of all I will miss feeling this little man inside me. It’s been surreal being pregnant.
I am so exhausted right now. I managed to get a full days rest yesterday. But for some reason I just feel drugged and weak. I am hoping this is a good sign and that I am in labor. Alright I am going to go walk the floor some more. It really helps me to relax and focus to keep moving. I have the ringer on my phone cranked to the max, so if I have a call I can “run” back.
I still haven’t had a good moment to write an update on my sister. I have so much to say, so I need to organize my thoughts and then write. I promise it will be up soon (unless I am really in labor, then you will all have to wait a bit).

The significance of two

Published on September 15, 2004 in Pregnancy. 7 Comments

I spent the early hours of Tuesday morning in Labor and Delivery. I really didn’t think I was in labor, I just had a suspicion that maybe I was leaking fluid. Really, I was just hopeful that I was leaking fluid so I could have this baby. I was so stressed an anxious over everything that was going on around me. My mom flew in last night at 11:30ish and I told her I just wasn’t feeling great, and thought I might have some fluid leaking. Of course my Mom wanted me to go and get checked out. So, after waiting a couple of hours and not being able to sleep, I finally decided I needed to go.
We arrived probably around 1:30am. They got me all hooked up to the monitors and what not. They used one of those little PH level strip things to see if I was leaking amniotic fluid. According to that test, I am not. Although I have had five or so occasions where whatever I was leaking has soaked through multiple layers. I guess I am just not aware of how often I pee my pants? Good news, I was having REALLY steady contractions (one every 2-3 minutes, all about 80-90 sec long. And no, I could not talk through these). Still, I knew it wasn’t “it”, I knew I would be sent home. My doctor came in around 2:15am and checked me for dilation. He said I was about a 1 ½ cm dilated and 50% effaced. Can you join me for a Woo-Hoo? I am so excited that my body is slowly but surely getting ready for this baby. YAY! They said they would watch me for an hour and just see how things progress. The contractions sort of tapered off after about half an hour (like they always do), but I was having this awful cramping pain that lasted probably a solid hour in my pelvis and back. Every time I would contract, the pain would be so over whelming I would have to go to my happy place filled with good night sleep and food that doesn’t cause indigestion
I was mad because I was having these harsh contractions and they weren’t showing on the monitor. They came in and had to adjust me twice so that it would pick up the contractions. John was awesome through it all! He has proven that he will make an awesome labor coach. He was worried and kept calling the nurse in. It was really tender. Have I mentioned he is the best?
The nurse came back around 3:15 to check me. Let me just mention how painful it is to be checked for dilation. I won’t even begin to describe what it feels like, just note that it was painful. She said I was around a two. Not enough change to keep me there. She was worried because long after the contractions had tapered, I was still having a lot of cramping. She thought maybe I had a UTI or bladder infection. So she came back and had me take a urine sample. Can I just say that I am tired of giving urine samples? Most of my pregnancy my pee has been collected and studied, it’s just wrong. Anyway, I took the sample and my urine looked like maple syrup. Diagnosis: Dehydration to the max. So I was ordered to up my fluids by 1000%.
The best part of the night is when they gave me percocet to take the pain away. I felt so great on the drive home. When I got home I wasn’t anxious or feeling sick. I was just pleasantly sleepy. The worst part is we got home at almost 5am, and I had to be up at 9. So I have been groggy and sick feeling all day. But the contractions are continuing. My prediction is that Gavin will be born this Sunday. Although, don’t hold me to that, it’s mostly wishful thinking.
I will have to update my sister’s story tomorrow. She does have Maddie and gets to keep her for the time being. It’s a long drawn out story. But God was with us, and justice prevailed. I’ll post more on that when I am not running on 6 hours of sleep in the passed 72 hours.

Unbearable

Published on September 9, 2004 in Pregnancy. 9 Comments

For those of you who are wondering about my sister and her daughter, I have set up a separate weblog for updates. Here is a link to the page . It is password protected. If you would like the password please email me. To anyone who posted good vibes and offered prayers when I posted about this issue, you will get an email from me with the login information (although Typepad screwed up and didn’t email all the comments to me. So if you did not get it just email me rbosko@novell.com). I just feel as things unravel that I just don’t want anyone reading about it.
Anyhow, I wish that I had a better grip on my anxiety level, and that stress didn’t have such a negative affect on me. My whole life I haven’t dealt with stress very well. I tend to take on stresses with a “What if” attitude. What if I get fired, or what if John gets in a car accident. I will then spend the rest of the day dwelling on irrelevant things that just cause knots in my stomach. So for most of my adult life I have been on antidepressants. They have always worked really amazingly for my stress. The last drug I was on was powerful and I had to get off of it while I was pregnant. I made a pact with myself that I would not use any antidepressants while I was pregnant. I just had a fear that Gavin would come out depending on them. I went cold turkey. It was a hard thing to do. I don’t remember a lot about the first few months of pregnancy. To avoid stress, I would just sleep. I snapped out of it and since deal with stress by writing things down, and trying not to think about the “What if’s”, because I have no control over them. This has worked up until now.
I just can’t get on top of my anxiety. Basically I am just a wreck. I can’t be alone. John has had to come into work with me the last two nights because I get hysterical and can’t stop panicking. Tonight I am going solo, and so far so good.
Gavin seems to be feeling this too. Yesterday Morning I had the worst contractions I have ever had. They were in my back and lasted over 90 seconds. I thought for sure that this was labor. But after about 2 hours it stopped. I have been running a low grade fever for the last two days as well. Tuesday was our doctor’s appointment. It was pretty uneventful. I gained 6lbs in two weeks though (that makes 26lbs now YIKES) and my blood pressure was up. They told me I looked really swollen and to keep my feet up as much as I can. The doctor didn’t check me for dilation like I thought he would, because he said they will check next week unless I have the baby before that. I was measuring right on 35 weeks, so I am thinking that he will be late now. It might be better with the way things are if he is late.
It seems stress is over shadowing the joy of my pregnancy. I looked at the countdown just a second ago and realized I have 28 days left. Also today I am 36 weeks pregnant. It makes me happy to think about how far I have come. My only complaints are the contractions and how uncomfortable it is to sleep. I am thinking Gavin will most likely be an October Baby, I just have a feeling. I hope he at least stays in there for a couple more weeks.
I am really praying that this anxiety will die down. I feel miserable all the time. I don’t want it to cause Gavin to come before his time. I think if it continues I will talk to the doctor about the antidepressants.
Thanks to everyone who is praying! I appreciate it more then you will ever know.

The Home stretch

Published on September 3, 2004 in Pregnancy. 10 Comments

I’ve now had contractions for 3 straight days now. Nothing too consistent though. I will get about 6-8 in a row and start thinking “could this be it” and then nothing for 2 hours. I would say a third of them are very mild contractions but the rest are really hard and most of the time leaves me out of breath. I know I am not in labor, so I am not going to waste my time calling the doctor like the paranoid freak that I am. Instead I am letting nature take its course until our O/B visit on Tuesday. At my last visit, the doctor said they were actually hoping to see some dilation; it will lessen my chance of having to be induced. Pitocin doesn’t work in my family, it only makes things worse. So I am hoping for a delivery that is Pitocin free.
I am worried about going into labor here at work. It seems like when I am here the contractions are always so strong. The reason I worry, is because I am the ONLY one working, and it’s the middle of the night. Which means if labor starts and I need to get out of here, I have to call and see who I can wake up to come in. It’s just a pain in the ass. I like the graves shift, it’s slow and easy, but this thing about having my child here at Novell, is freaking me out! The reason I started working the graveyard shift is because of Gavin. They are going to allow me to work from home while on Maternity leave (this is so John and I don’t have to sell our souls to debt). Graves is the slowest shift available (I maybe work 15 minutes out of an 8 hour shift), so it should be easy to take care of Gavin and work at the same time. Well sure it all sounds great, but what the hell am I supposed to do when I go into labor? I talked to my manager over it, and he seems to think there is plenty of time to get something situated. But I have a feeling that Gavin has other plans and will be out sooner then we think. So I just pray that I don’t have to labor while I am working.
Anyway, yesterday marked the 35 weeks. I am almost one month away from my due date. Gavin is now around 6lbs and 18-20 inches. He has run out of room completely now. I only get small kicks and jabs, no gymnastic Olympic medal award winning performances. I have to say I really miss it. I miss all the somersaults and leaps. He is still active, but now it’s more lazy-sitting-on-the-couch-reaching-for-the-remote kind of active. I am packing my hospital bag this weekend. I already bought little shampoos and a little deodorant to put in it. I printed a checklist from Babycenter.com of what to bring. It’s pretty exciting to be in this stage of the game. It fun knowing that any time in the next month I could be having my baby.
Nesting has FINALLY hit me. Although not as hard as I was hoping. Today John and I cleaned out my car (it was filled with all kinds of junk. There was no way I was taking a baby home in that nasty mess). I still have to vacuum it out and take some leather wipes to the seats, but at least all the trash is picked up. We also cleaned our bedroom and master bathroom. John is going to rearrange our bedroom furniture soon, so we can make room for Gavin’s cradle. I also bought some rugs and decorations for the bathroom, and I am going to put them up tomorrow. We also got all of the baby shower stuff put away and organized. We picked up a mattress for the cradle two nights ago. My sister is still sewing a bumper for it (she says she is almost done), and I finished tying the blanket for it last night. I have a huge list of things I want to do before Gavin arrives. So I hope he gives me at least 2 weeks, after that he is free to come.
Well I should probably stop writing, this is getting long. Thanks ladies for all the advice you have been giving the last few days. I appreciate it more then you know!