7 DAYS!

I can't believe that I only have 7 days left until I get to hold little Ryker in my arms!
Until he'll stop kicking me... at least from the inside; until I can get a decent night's rest without acid reflux creeping into my mouth; until I can shave my legs again; until I can wear winter clothes that fit.
Sigh... I'll miss it all. :-)

The Lord has really blessed us this semester. Nathan has been able to go to school and work a little on the side and seems to be doing decent in his classes. The goal is to get his grades high enough to go to graduate school!
I have been flying through my requirements at school and I feel as if I am getting better and better each and every day. I was told yesterday by one of my professors that she would recommend me anytime for employment! That is definitely what you want to hear!
I am excited to get out into the workforce and find an awesome dentist to work for, but at the same time I'm scared to find one that... Well, let's just not even think about it and it won't happen. :-)

I say 7 Days, but I sure hope that he comes sooner... Possibly right now???
Nope... Nothin.
Nate and I have been trying everything we've heard to get this baby moving along and I guess I've felt a few more contractions but nothing significant. They don't even hurt so I'm thinking it's not the real thing. We went to the Aggie basketball game the other night and parked as far away as possible. We basically ran up that hill. Then I definitely participated in a cheer that the students always do where they chant, "I believe that we will win" as they jump up and down in rhythm for about 5 minutes. You'd think Ryker would fall right out onto his head, but no.
I keep telling him that even though this world is wicked, he'll be in a good home and that I promise his dad won't embarrass him too much, but he's content where he's at. Maybe there's just a party in there and he doesn't want to leave? Who knows...
At least I have Danger here to root me on. He likes to go on walks so we've been doing a lot of that too.

We didn't do much for halloween this year but I did dress up which is what I usually don't do.
Scary picture, no?
Oh, I know I'm super cute but wow... what is that thing next to me? Haha. That is Tiauna. She's special and she's actually a good friend of mine. She's pretty crazy. If you couldn't tell, she's dressed up as Lady Gaga.
Nate and I had a good time making my costume...
We'll be sure to tell Ryker that he was Minnie Mouse for his first Halloween.

Here's a nice little taste of what it feels like being pregnant:
YOU KNOW YOU'RE 9 MONTHS PREGNANT WHEN...

… you find new and inventive ways to pick up something you dropped on the floor.

… you desperately wish for one of those hover chairs from the movie Wall-E.

… slip on shoes and flip flops are your go to shoe, even in cold weather.

… in the event you put on real shoes, you have to have someone else tie them for you.

… people call or text daily simply to ask “Do we have a baby yet?!”

… your heartburn hurts more than your contractions.

… you get up, shower, do your makeup and hair, then decide its time for a nap.

… hearing of other people having their babies makes you want to cry.

… every time you roll over and moan due to pains, your significant other jumps up and asks, “Is it time?!” (Everyday for about the past... 5 days Nate yells, "Is baby coming today?!" every time I make a sound.)

… you see your OB or Midwife more often than you see your toes.

… you spend hours online looking up ways to induce your own labor. (Castor oil? Yuck!)

… you beg your significant other to take a shower with you, so he can help with things you cant reach. (SOAP IS MY ARCH NEMESIS)

… you have to have someone help you out of bed, otherwise you look like a beached whale.

… you manage to hit random surfaces (fridge door, bathroom counter) with your belly. (I manage to nudge my patient's heads when I'm cleaning their teeth)

… you know you should be eating healthy meals, but have no energy so you opt for easy snacks you can eat while laying on the couch. (Pizza Rolls = My best friends)

… you have to mentally prepare yourself for the chore that is rolling over in bed. (I also have to prepare Nate. It usually takes the whole bed to do so)

… lose fitting shorts and t-shirts are your daily attire.

… you actually talk to your stomach, begging baby to come out already.

… you go to the bathroom so many times, and wonder how it is even possible for that much fluid to fit in your body. (I actually sit on the toilet and wonder why I had to go and that it was definitely not worth the 2 drops that came out)

… when you go to a restaurant, and your stomach touches the table in the booth.

… when the cashier insists that you use the drive up feature to get your groceries.

… the thought of the insane pain that is labor, excites you.

… you cant remember what its like to be able to breathe.

… you pray to wake up in a puddle, meaning your water has broken, and hate it because it’s a no.

… when you use your belly as a desk for your laptop (totally doing so right now).

… you steal your significant others shorts and boxers to sleep in, because your clothes don’t fit. (Pretty sure Nate's clothes don't fit either haha!)

… you sleep with Tums next to the bed.

… you get excited when people put their hands inside you, because you desperately hope you have dilated. (Sick but true)

… a glass of milk gives you heartburn.

… you pray for maternity parking where ever you go.

Well let's hope that my next post bears good news and pictures of cute little Ryker!