Fully Baked But Not Ready to Come Out of the Oven

Due date come, and due date almost gone. It sort of feels like someone skipping their birthday.

Our baby is fully baked as the pregnancy ticker states today at exactly 40 weeks, however, she is so comfy in mommy's tummy so is not ready to come out. We want to meet Emily more than anything else right now. Hubby says when she is ready, she will come. Mommy agrees, but is just saying that because it is the right thing to say. MeeMee who is visiting for Emily grand debut is just hoping it is sometime soon so she will be here to meet her granddaughter.

My third cousin's baby was due yesterday, and a friend of mine's baby is due today like Emily, but all three of us have no baby news to report. We've all gone on long walks and been more active than usual from how it sounds. My friend may have already drank castor oil...YUCK!! I'm hesitant to try any of the wives' tales or myths other than walking because I want Emily to come when she feels ready. She is moving an immense amount right now and all this evening. I've shed a lot of cervical lining, had a few contractions, and am dilated 2-3cm as of yesterday morning. I believe she will be coming in the next couple of days. Can't wait to meet you little girl!!! Come soon if you can. =)

Fluff, Plush, and Cuteness Galor!

I don't want to ruin the surprise, but I've given myself a new project to work on these past couple of days. It's to find wardrobe and props for Emily's newborn photo shoot. An acquaintance of mine is a photographer and going to take the pictures. She has props, but I've been thinking about all the small details like what fabrics and backgrounds should go with each wardrobe change.

Here's just a little taste of what's to come...colorful tulle (jelly bean to be precise), flowers, ribbon, cozy fur, handmade cocoon by Emily's MeeMee, and a touch of winter. It still is winter even though it feels like spring and summer.

Hoping all the pictures turn out of so sweet and one's hubby and I will treasure forever. How could we not with them being of our little angel who we are just DYING to meet for the first time?!?!

March Birthday

March Graphics

It's not official, but it might as well be. Emily is going to have a March birthday. There is no way this first time mommy is giving birth in less than 6 hours. That might be unheard of even. If the 6 had a 1 in front of it, then maybe.

Actually, it's been fun not knowing if she would have a February birthday like her daddy or a March birthday and have it to herself. I love even numbers, but now the whole 3 for March and year 2011 have pretty much made that not matter so much. It could be cool if she had 3.1.11 or even better 3.3.11 as her birthday. Whatever numerically it turns out to be, what is most important is it represents one of the best days of hubby's and my life.

Yesterday, I said I was closing the Guess Emily's Birthday game, so I'm headed to do that now. Again, good luck to everyone because I am still the only one out. I take that back, hubby and my good friend Eva are out too. Hopefully hubby and I will be better guessers in life for Emily's sake...LOL!!!

Any Day Now

I'm only posting this because currently I'm feeling an immense amount of movement from Emily and tons of pressure. It's be a pretty productive day at our house. Hubby and I got a walk in, some cleaning, a healthy dinner, my hospital bags are more finalized than they have been, and now contemplating watching the Oscars or something else. Hubby is watching the Knicks vs. the Heat, so he's happy (well...as long as the Knicks win).

On a side note, I have to mention that when I call my parents now, they think it is THE call. I have to just laugh because I image what it must like to be on the receiving end of the phone when a full term pregnant lady is calling me. Still playing the waiting game, but I think it is coming very, very soon with the way I have been feeling this evening. Last chance to place your guess about Emily's birthday. I'm closing the poll tomorrow. Good luck! I'm a little sad I already lost. She deserves her own month though, and only one other special lady in the family has a March birthday. Emily would be sharing it with one of her great-grandmothers who I know wouldn't mind one bit. In fact, she would be delighted.

Beach Baby

Emily is a lucky girl to live so close to the beach. Hubby wanted to do a maternity photo shoot all on his own. Truth be told, I'm getting more and more into professional photo sessions after our engagement, wedding, and now first baby...but money isn't growing on trees. We are going to have Emily's newborn session done by a professional though.

We love the beach and it was a gorgeous February day yesterday. We should have gone earlier when the sun was above us instead of setting and in my eyes. Below are the best of the photos. I'm a little upset with myself that I today thought of what would have made a great photo, but maybe we will have one more chance this weekend. If not, hubby definitely captured Emily in my belly. Great job, babe!!!

Sun in my eyes. I tried my best.

Love this one! Props to hubby for thinking like a photographer. =)

Another photographer's angle.

Calmness. We won't have that for much longer. ;)

This is always a mommy's favorite photo.

Emily, we hope to live out here one day.

12 days and counting.

I love you so.

Daddy wanted in just one picture. ;)

Too bright not to wear my sunglasses.

P.S. It was very windy out there, so our props wouldn't work.

The Waiting Game

The official countdown is 12 days, but I still feel strongly that it is going to be less. Being pregnant for 38 plus weeks is like having a present (literally right in front of you) that you are not allowed to open. Yesterday was the first day I felt like hubby and I were just waiting for contractions and labor to begin.

The weather has been gorgeous this entire long Presidents' Day weekend, and I haven't taken advantage except for a couple walks around the neighborhood yesterday. My right foot still swells after being on it too long or when I try to cram it into a shoe that is (NOW) too small. My cute sneakers didn't fit my foot yesterday. That was sad.

Still more to cross off the B.B.T.D.L., but it is much less and manageable. Something not on the list is going to the beach, which hubby and I are going to try and do today. I'll let you know if we make it.