My bump, my bump, my lovely baby bump...

It is amazing to me how fast time has gone, I only have about one month left before we become a family of five, yet it is also amazing how freakishly long this last month is going to be. So to contradict myself entirely, I feel like I have 36 days to get a million things done and I'm too tired to even get started on my to-do list. Those of you who have been pregnant hopefully understand my contradiction.

One thing we got off our list was registering. I know, I know...it's our third child blah blah blah. But we've had a few people ask us if we planned on registering so we went ahead and registered at Babies R Us. I forgot how fun registering is! Although I made a terrible mistake in letting Jeremiah hold the little scanning gun, he would scan something and then ask me if I wanted to put it on our registry. Seriously, what was I thinking? He was trigger happy! So I went online when we got home and did some clean-up, but it was still fun.

I had my 35 week appointment today. Everything looks great. I don't even know how much weight I've gained because I refused to look at the scale (like I need another thing to freak out about!). My midwife is sending me to an ultrasound in a few weeks because I am measuring three or four weeks smaller than I should be, and I'm not too concerned about that - I've been measuring small my entire pregnancy, but I'm totally for finding out for sure whether I'm having a girl or not. There's just that tiny part of my mind that is saying wouldn't it suck that I've taken all the tags of the clothes I've bought and probably have none of the receipts if I have a boy? Not that we wouldn't love a boy as much as a girl, but he certainly wouldn't look that great in any of the clothes we've purchased/borrowed/been given up to this point.

My cravings still bounce around me every once in a while, although they aren't so crazy that I have to indulge in them all the time. I could eat Cocoa Pebbles with a tall glass of milk all day, although I crave ice cold water too which is a lot healthier than my earlier cravings for diet soda. I have not had a desire to begin my "nesting" period that was so prevalent in my pregnancy with Roman. I am really good at surface cleaning - dishes, laundry, vacuuming...but beyond that I'm just too exhausted. It's exhausting just thinking about doing more cleaning. However, Hayden must somehow realize that I am not nesting like I should, and has sort of stepped up to the plate. This started last week, while I was showering he came in and said he cleaned his whole room and made his bed - like blanket all perfect and straight and all the toys in their proper place, shoes lined up against the wall and clothes in the dresser - and he wanted to let me know that he was now going to make my bed. I don't even make my bed, why is my 4-year-old doing this?! He now cleans his room and the family room at least twice daily. Poor Roman, Hayden will take his toys that he is playing with because Hayden wants to clean, and Roman is all confused and gets upset because he now has no toys. I'm trying to teach Hayden that cleaning is great but he still needs to let Roman play with whatever toys he currently has. It's kind of strange, Jeremiah keeps asking if this is normal behavior but hey, I'm not complaining. I'm just wondering if he's too young to move on to washing dishes?


I am really anxious for this baby to arrive. My midwife is starting to flirt with the idea of inducing me on my due date if I have started dialating, but that's still up in the air. I've been researching ways to start labor, which really turned into a big waste of time because any legitimate website will tell you that there really isn't a way to start labor on your own, this baby is going to come on her own time. But for fun, here are a few of my favorites:

• A lady in my ward said to try red raspberry tea. She was so certain that this would work that she cautioned me not to drink it before 37 weeks. I went home and thought, "Is it the raspberries? The tea? What would cause labor?" I did some research and found that raspberry leaf tea has a reputation for inducing labor, but really it strengthens the uterus so that you have more effective contractions when in labor. It's also supposed to make your labor less painful, as well as pains after labor. So it can't be all that bad right?


• Driving down a bumpy road. Seriously? This is supposed to work? Can't I just do some jumping jacks or something?


• Eggplant parmigiana. Celeste told me to try this, but only from Olive Garden. I read it online too, that this particular dish is supposed to induce labor. I'm a little skeptical, but maybe that's because I hate eggplant.


• Lots of sex. Dr. Holmes (my most favorite doctor ever, he delivered Hayden and Roman and *SOB* I miss him!) laughed when I asked about this, he said there is no study that shows this works, but he likes to tell his patients to go ahead and have fun trying. Hahaha.

P.S. Jeremiah's contribution was the title of this blog. Pretty cute huh?