Merry Christmas

I've been going a little crazy the past few weeks getting everything ready for baby's arrival, I guess I'm nesting. I made Mike help me take everything we got for Audrey out of the boxes and put it all away. It felt like there was no room in the nursery with all the boxes, and I want the nursery to be ready when Audrey gets here (even though she won't be sleeping in there for at least the first 3 months). Anyways, the boxes stayed in there for the next week since we couldn't get rid of them until trash day. This drove me absolutely crazy! I was trying to make more room, but the empty boxes seemed to take up just as much space as when they had things in them, so I avoided going into the nursery at all costs until the boxes were gone. Mike has been trying to keep me calm and has been reassuring me that everything will be fine. He told me the other day that he wants to put a light up in the upstairs closet and to do so he needs to move everything into the baby's room, but that he didn't want to because he's afraid I might try to kill him in his sleep! I guess better now than when Audrey's here, so I'll just have to grin and bare it and avoid her room once again. You just never know when you're going to go into labor, and I want everything ready and in order before Audrey gets here, plus I'm a little OCD ;)

Speaking of never knowing when you're going to go into labor, I hope it's soon. Apparently Audrey has run out of room in my belly and is kicking me in between my ribs and causing some pretty painful muscle spams. I wasn't sure what I was experiencing, but Audrey was moving around normally so I wasn't too concerned, but after 18 hours with no relief I called my OB. They were concerned that it could be placental abruption so they had me go to the OB Triage at Strong and get checked out. After being hooked up to fetal monitors, a bunch of questions, and lots of uncomfortable poking and prodding from the attending residents they concluded that Audrey was fine, and that she must have just kicked me in my ribs causing a muscle spam. The nurses joked that Audrey needs to stop treating her mother so badly, that she needs to get out now, and that she deserves some spankings when she gets here (my mother-in-law agrees). Anyways, they told me I could take Tylenol and use heat for the pain, but since Tylenol does nothing for me, I just used heat, which just took the edge off. Three days later I was finally feeling better; I could breathe, bend down, and twist sideways without pain. That didn't last for long. The next day I was on my way to my Chiropractor and I could feel her do it again. It felt like she was flicking me in the ribs with her foot or perhaps more like she was playing the xylophone with my ribs. NOT AGAIN! As if the hip, SI joint, and round ligament pain was't enough, now we have to add muscle spams in my ribs to the list, ugh! I have decided the nurses are right, she needs to move out!

Mike and I waited until last minute to do pretty much everything this holiday season, so no holiday cards this year, but here are some Christmas pictures we took last week:

By the tree (our first artificial Christmas tree, we got tired of the cats trying to climb the real ones)

In front of the tractor with Harrison in the background pissed off we wouldn't let him inside to piss all over everything we own

Me at 34 weeks 4 days