I did finally get a frame for that last cross stitch project, however I can't really finish it until little Treyson is born; it has a space for date and weight and all that.
The crib is up, in place, complete with bedding. The changing table is up and stocked full of diapers wipes and other baby changing items. The dresser is all put together and even full of clothes ranging from newborn to 9 months. The closet is organized and put together and also full of clothes up to a year.
Little Treyson has accrued even more blankets, and still has more to come haha. He will hopefully never be cold.
My shower was so much fun! I didn't end up taking any pictures because obviously I suck at remembering so no such luck there, but I got to see some friends that I had been dying to see, some family that I haven't seen in a while, and even got to see a few people from my new ward! I had a ton of fun and I got some great gifts! Really thankful to everyone for everything, however I hope no one gets offended cause I suck at Thank you cards. (side note: let me know if you didn't take a gift bag from the party)
Childbirthing classes have been really fun and informative. I have really enjoyed going, and even though AJ would love to not have to go he has been really grateful for the information as well. He always comes out feeling just a little bit smarter, and just a bit more terrified. Its hard not to come out of it feeling like we have this huge event looming over us. It scares us both, though I think AJ is a little more frightened of the moment when they say "Okay, you can go home now," and I'm still trying to get past the whole LABOR part of this ordeal. My fears have calmed down the last few days though, having had consistent dreams of bringing home a happy and healthy baby who loves me. Not really sure how I come to the conclusion of love, but that is always the feeling I get when I wake up, and its been very reassuring.
The classes have taught us a few things that I am going to be doing. I know most of you will think I'm crazy for going without an epidural, but I don't want anyone to think it has anything to do with trying to be brave. You see, I have this irrational but very real fear of needles and yes in my mind I would rather take the pain of 24-36 hours of labor over the 45 seconds of needle any day. So we are going to try and go natural. To help we have been practicing relaxation techniques and we bought a fitness/birthing ball so that I can labor at home for as long as possible.
In other news, not that its significant, but I have been nesting lately. I am completely obsessed with all of the last minute items we need and getting the house spotless for the baby to come home, the hospital bag is packed. I feel like I have this mile long list in my mind of things that still need to be done and every time I think about it I either break down crying or I organize something until its perfect (which takes much longer than is really necessary, and by result less gets done). Even though I don't think he'd ever admit it, I think AJ is nesting too. We were in class last night and he turns to me and says "do we have _(insert list of baby items here)_". He's been kinda funny that way.
As usual I am going to end this post with much praise for the love of my life. He keeps me sane, he keeps me going, and he keeps me healthy. Even though I like to call him the Dr. Pepper Nazi because he won't let me have any caffeine (which i don't need and shouldn't be drinking anyway) I want everyone to know that I still love and adore him. I can't imagine life without him, not that I'd try all that hard to do so. He's been just the most amazing husband ever, and I know that everyone says that about their husband, but really my husband is WAY more amazing than yours is. I love him with my whole heart.
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