The Date is Reset!

I went in for my 36 week doctor appointment today and thank goodness I double checked our little guy's delivery date. I casually asked the doctor at the end of the appointment, "So, we're still on for November 8th, right?"

He replied, "Ummm, no, I have the 9th written in your chart."

He checked the calendar in his office and told me that he had Thursday, the 9th, designated as our delivery date. I KNOW he said the 8th back in June when I had the ultrasound done. Ryan heard him say it, too, so I know I'm not crazy.

So...for everyone who was planning on traveling to Houston on the 8th, you're more than welcome to, but the baby apparently won't make his appearances until Thursday, November 9th.

Who knows....I guess the doctor didn't want to reschedule his Wednesday golf game.

A Unique Way to Tell Bible Stories

Talk about a unique way to spice up Bible stories....Legos!

http://www.thebricktestament.com/

Beware, some are not rated PG (strange, I know, since the guy used Legos). Be sure to ask your parents before you click to look at them (Rachel - this means you!).

How Many People Have Your Name?

I found out that I have a unique name....other than myself, no one else in the country has my name. How about you?

HowManyOfMe.com

There are: 0 people with my name in the U.S.A. How many have your name?

Sydney-isms of the Week

Funny things she's said in the past week:

1. "Oh, dear." We have no idea where she picked this one up (perhaps my mother?). She uses it whenever something goes wrong.

2. "No way!" We're thinking she got this one from school.

3. "The doctor is going to open Mommy up and baby brother is going to jump out." Oh, if it were that easy.....

4. "What do you say?" To Ryan, after handing him a garbage bag. She was expecting him to say "thank you" for her help.

We're constantly in stitches with all of the amusing things that come out of her mouth. Let's hope the laughs keep on coming.

Things I can no longer do

In addition to the standard things a pregnant woman can't do (drink alcohol, ice skate, eat unpasteurized cheeses), I've discovered some things that I personally cannot do. Here's my personal "Top 10 List" of things I can no longer do:

1. Paint my toenails without pausing to catch my breath after each toe.
2. Lean over the tub to give Sydney a bath.
3. Put away dishes that belong any higher than one shelf up.
4. Watch tear-jerker shows like "Extreme Makeover - Home Edition."
5. Hold Sydney in my lap to read a book.
6. Chase Sydney when she pulls away from me in a store.
7. Sit in a chair without cushions.
8. Find pajama bottoms that fit.
9. Reach into the depths of the washing machine to remove the washed clothes.
10. Go more than an hour without taking a trip to the restroom.

Am I uncomfortable? Yes.
Am I ready to not be pregnant anymore? Yes.
Is all the discomfort worth it? Definitely.

I can't wait until November 8th to meet our little guy.