Week 30

Finally posting on Wednesday night...yeesh!  Oh well.  Better late than never, right? 

This past weekend was Father's Day and it gave me a chance to reflect a little bit on my relationship with my dad and what I hope for Jeff's relationship with our child.  My dad is the best - he is an amazing sounding board, someone who thinks deeply and has strong beliefs but is open to the ideas of others.  He is passionate and compassionate.  As a child I remember him being very silly at times - he was always getting me and the other kids riled up and was willing to repeat the words "pee" and "poop" ad nauseum to the squealing delight of my friends and me.  We also know how to push each other's buttons.  In terms of discipline, both my parents were consistent and firm - and they tailored consequences to each child - I, for instance, hated having my audience taken away.  Hence, time-outs and later, grounding.  I always knew I was loved and that my parents thought I had interesting things to say.  Thanks daddy - I love you SO much.

Jeff, on the other hand, is not what you would call a goofy guy.  His humour is understated but he makes me giggle all the time.  I am looking forward to seeing his playful side with our baby.  He adores our pup - the way he says "Good morning Beaner!" everyday makes me imagine the cute things he will say to a sleepy toddler awake in their crib.  I know he will be a firm but gentle disciplinarian.  He will show patience - most of the time.  I think he will be a lot like his own dad - and if that holds true he has an excellent role model - Ward is such a great dad.

I am just so excited to see the man I love take on this new role in a partnership we call parenting.  Sometimes I think I could not possibly love him any more than I do - but I know this will change the first time I see him holding our new baby.  I can't believe I am so lucky to be embarking on this adventure with my best friend.  Jeff- you will be a great daddy!  I can't wait to see you in action.

Still quite sore - getting up from a chair is still sending shooting pain to my tailbone.  Sleeping is sometimes good, sometimes not. I am trying to get some extra sleep on weekends as I am missing big chunks in the middle of the night during the week.  I woke up around 4am today and did not manage to get back to sleep at all. 

I am headed back to Dr. Lett on Friday where I hope she will tell me the baby has moved into the correct position.  However, I am not overly hopeful this will be the case.  I have been doing poses to try and get baby to move but I'm just not sure.

At any rate, here is my belly:

Week 30(ish)