A day in the life of Leigha: Count down to Baby P- Weeks 17 & 18

I am seizing the moment and starting this particular blog on the first day of spring, sitting on my back porch, enjoying the 74 degree weather. I know quiet moments will be few and far between in a few months so now is the time to enjoy the peace and quiet of our little home in the middle of nowhere.

Week 17-

This week was really uneventful in the pregnancy department. The only thing that really came up this week is I started to worry about me and TJ. Before everyone goes nuts, we are fine, let me explain!

We have had nearly 7 and half years just to each other. Exploring this world together, laughing, and going through life's ups and downs with each other. This guy is the the guy who I hopped on a plane and flew across the world to see shoot a bow and arrow in Beijing, China in 2008, the guy who held my hand and let me cry when I got the call about my Grandma Norma passing away, then again when my Papa Frank passed away, this is the guy who took me out in an epic snowstorm on Christmas Eve 2009 to Liberty Lake and got down on one knee in the snow and asked me to be his wife, this guy who I married and promised to love forever, the guy who I bought a little country house with, got a crazy dog with, then added a crazy cat, went to Hawaii and fell even more in love with his family, then went to Ireland to accomplish one of my dreams and goals and one of his all in the same trip. Now we are going to go on to our next adventure and be parents to this sweet little baby.

I am excited, but I started to wonder how this will change our dynamic. We are totally in love with each other and while we have our moments and drive each other insane more often than not, what we have works for us and I don't want to lose that. Heck, I am starting to get afraid I am going to lose who I am. I don't want to become mom blob that is only defined by what her children do and their lives. I have opinions, likes, dislikes! I am an educated woman (at least according to Sallie Mae and the statement she sends each month!)! I like to run, read, plan parties, buy cute clothes (and fit in them)! I like to travel and do things!

I understand that all the things that make up me, and that make up mine and TJ's relationship will take a backseat for a while. From what I understand it is a miracle anyone makes it through the newborn phase.

I am a perpetual planner. I don't deal well with the unknown and since this is my first rodeo, I don't know what to expect. This causes me anxiety!!!

I know in time I will figure out this mom + wife thing. Baby P is going to become apart of our little family and we will wonder what life was like with out him/her being here and I know we won't miss it. But until that point-my poor worried self is going to have to find a chill pill...maybe in the form of a Gummy Bear...

Week 18-

SPRING BREAK! It's time to PARTY LIKE A ROCKSTAR!!! Drinking on the beach, getting my tan on!

Oh wait! I am pregnant! And old! I mean technically I can still do those things sans pregnancy. It's just called vacation! LOL!

Oh how life has changed! I had planned to dominate my house this week. I was going to get every room ready in some way for baby. You know, I am only 18 weeks pregnant only showing a little bit and I can still rock n roll! HA!

*Side Note- I haven't really cleaned my house or folded clothes in about two weeks since I knew I was going to do it all over Spring Break and my tired butt didn't need much convincing that this plan was a good one.

So the first day I deep clean the living room. I dusted, vacuumed the couch, cleaned off every surface. Then I started on all of our laundry. The clean had accumulated into a pile. Basically, clothes started not fitting and I was kind of at a loss wrapping my head around this concept so they just sat on our spare bed. So on this day I switched out my entire closet with maternity clothes my friend Kim is letting me borrow and clothes I think I can make work. Then I packed up all my beautiful cute clothes and shed a few tears saying seeing you in the winter or next year. AAAHHHH!!! That was the first day. Then next day, I couldn't move. I was so sore and tired and sore and sore. So that day I just sat around the house trying to not feel to awful!

What the heck! It's not like I ran a half marathon! It was so weird! The next day I deep cleaned the front bathroom and organized the cabinets. I mean it is amazing! I also finished my closet project. I had switched the clothes but hadn't cleaned it up otherwise. This was all I got done because...

WE GOT TO SEE BABY P!!!

A lady I know was working for a newly set up clinic and they were doing practice ultrasounds, so I signed up to get one. I invited my family since they keep bugging me about seeing Baby P and I won't let them come to the doctors with me! That would be WAY to stressful! Baby P looked super cute!

So what might you ask about this glorious occasion caused me to have a nervous break down? Oh I don't know I might have Googled "Healthy Baby Ultrasound Images" and had a panic attack that something was horribly wrong with our baby... yeah... about that... I NEED TO GET OFF THE INTERNET! :)

The rest of Spring Break just involved me finishing up cleaning and getting ready to go back to work! Oh and me watching a horrible documentary that FREAKED me out about Labor and Delivery and caused yet another round of tears! This led me to ask my poor doctor all these crazy questions. I need to know the process and the steps and I needed to know NOW! She calmed me down a little bit and also mentioned that some nurses do not appreciate being handed a birth plan when I walk in to have a baby. She said it would be like someone coming in and telling me how to do my job! The best thing to do is go over everything in advance with her and she will mark it in my file, then to remind her that day. Oh and it will all be okay! Bah! What does she know!? :)

Help us all! If I cry anymore TJ may move out to the Man Cave and I won't see him for 5 months! :)