Hello! What have you been up to?
I haven’t been doing much. Just growing a human. No biggie. I can’t believe how this baby thing works. It’s like a science fiction book. I feel like I need to go back to 8th grade health class.
We are officially on baby watch. I am 39 weeks and 3 days pregnant. Which translates into: I’m completely emotionally unstable. I cried when my doctor said I was measuring big, I cried reading an article about babies, and I cried for five other things I can’t even remember. But, I’m so excited at the same time!!!
I wanted to document my pregnancy, but I can’t keep up with my growing “bump.” So, here’s my favorite from this week. I was out feeding the neighborhood horse (yes, we have a neighborhood horse. His name is Stanley, and he stops by every weekend to get carrots, usually on Sundays after we go to Walmart). Stanley was pretty interested in my belly– either that or he was trying to get more carrots.
Since I’m not sure how many more days we have before this baby arrives, I wanted to catch you up on one of my Bucket List goals for this year: going on a baby moon with my husband.
I wanted to go somewhere BIG. But, as I got more pregnant, we couldn’t decide on where to go. I kept suggesting places like “exotic alligator farms, Russian cruises, and Antarctic adventures.” But, my husband kept saying, “ughhhhh, I don’t know.” After a few of those conversations, I finally got to the root of the problem: my husband is/was scared of the following:
1. Me going into labor on a plane
2. Me going into labor in a foreign country
3. Me going into labor on a mountain
So naturally, we ended up spending our baby moon on a mountain!
What’s a baby moon if you don’t conquer a fear? We headed up to Mount Magazine. It’s a state park in Arkansas with lodges, cabins, a pool, and hiking. Neither of us had been there before, and it was only a few hours away from where we live, so my husband didn’t have to worry about me going into labor on a plane or in a foreign country.
Here is part of the awesome lodge…
And views that could make any baby want to arrive…
Because we were already on a mountain, we decided to try and make it to the highest point in Arkansas called Signal Hill. We signed our names to the registry to prove we made it. I thought about sending someone else up to sign it for us, but what would that teach our unborn child?
Before you start thinking I’m some kind of pregnant hiking superhero, I should mention that Signal Hill was only about a mile from the lodge we were staying in. Also, it was a pretty smooth hike. So, I really didn’t do much, but don’t tell anyone.
Other than hiking, we swam, ate, and napped. Our baby moon was wonderful. I had the best company ever. Since I did so much napping, I guess it’s good we didn’t go on a Russian Cruise. I probably would have just slept a lot.
Here we are at our last dinner (at Mount Magazine). Don’t worry, we’ve been eating dinner since then.
Thanks for reading this! I hope you’ve been having the best couple of months. I’ve got some pictures of our nursery to show you, and then I can’t wait to tell you about the awesome new project we’re working on (besides the baby, of course!)