I was so tired of sitting around waiting because of what if, so we went out last night to the Bellagio to walk around their amazing garden that changes every few months. Here are a few pictures. They also had huge pumpkins on the ground, a beautiful water mill and gigantic glass leaves hanging from the ceiling. Isabel liked the idea that we shrunk into fairies when we were there.
These venus fly traps would open and shut.
His eyes and eyebrows moved.
Human sized handmade insect/folklore creatures.
I mostly have a better attitude because this morning my doctor said I was dialated to a four and fifty percent effaced (for those of you who speak pregnancy.) For those of you who don't, don't worry about it because ultimately it doesn't mean anything but for all my pregnancies I have so wished that it did mean something. My doctor tried to persuade me to come in tomorrow morning and be induced but I will hold off until Monday morning....(because I am a masocist.)
I've had a lot of great things that I've wanted to blog about lately but have been too busy. Busy doing what you ask? Busy waiting. I know I totally set myself up for this one. Since my first child came four days early, next one eight days early and the next two weeks, I was convinced that this one would fall out at least three weeks early. Tomorrow is my due date. Yeah, she's in big trouble.
I am sure that this baby will never get here and I can tell that my kids are really confused about it. Even though I've explained that the due date is general blah blah, this morning Luke happily informed me that she will be here tomorrow. AND Sylvia keeps saying, "Baby Hazel will be here after later." Also, people keep calling asking how I am feeling (How are you feeling = Have you had that baby yet?) Also, when I call someone they act irritated that I called for any other reason than to tell them I had the baby.
It is also frustrating not having any energy yet not being able to sleep. Also my fat hamburger helper hands (and feet) are very uncomfortable. My back hurts and at a mere 29 years old I am convinced that I am just too old to be doing this. It's going to be strange meeting this baby because I know I am so focused and excited just about not being pregnant anymore, I am forgetting that I will be meeting a new child too! I promise not to write anymore until I have a better attitude. (so probably after the baby is born.)
Tuesday night Luke received his Bobcat Badge. It is really fun to see how much he likes cub scouts. They played a Musical Chairs game with a twist. The only way to get out was if you didn't share, so as more and more chairs got removed the boys would have to share their seat or their lap. Afterward Luke was so excited for me to put his patches on his shirt. I am very proud of myself that I put them on yesterday since that is the type of easy project I can put off for months. Yes, easy. They now have stick on things, no sewing and no ironing. Oh, and by the way, scouts aren't that patriotic, their patches are made in China. I love it.
Yesterday wasn't a great school day. I was going to post my ranting email from me to my husband from yesterday afternoon but when I was rereading it, I realized that I sounded very childish and mean. And of course that would be very misleading since I am FAR from those things. Kidding, but yes, partly it would be too embarrassing to post and also I would have to have too many paranthasis to tuck into the email explaining the whole situation etc.
To sum it up, I got frustrated because in my oppinion they were taking way too long on their lists (of things to do) and I was irritated that if I wasn't right their holding their hand they would just stare off into space. It was my fault too since I should have been more patient and realized that they probably still need a little bit of hand holding through things. I was feeling a little bit selfish. I wanted to just shove school work at them and then go lay down and will these last few weeks (of my pregnancy) to go by faster.
