It's been a while since an update, huh? A lot has happened these past three weeks. For one I am a Mommy!! Kael Alexander was born on October 26th at 11:11am. He weighed 7lbs 3oz and was 20 inches long. I had about nine hours of labor and about half an hour of pushing, which is amazingly little considering how most first time moms can have upt to 15+ hours of labor and on average about two hours of pushing. Go team me! And of course I have pictures, I'll do my best not to swamp my blog with them, but no promises! Here are a few though. Enjoy!

Kael at about five minutes old!

The picture to the left is him at about a day and a half old. He was so tiny! He's grown so much already and he isn't even one month old yet! It's kind of scary to think about the fact that one day he is going to be a full grown person. Amazing, but scary. Just the fact that someone is going to rely entirely on me to exist. Wow.

This is when I dropped my Mom off at the airport when Kael was about a week and a half almost two weeks old. She had come down to visit and help me get used to being a Mom. Don't Mom's just really rock sometimes? I think so.

This is my favorite picture of him as to date, he just looks so content like nothing could ever be wrong with the world. If only he'd always feel like that. I promise Kael, wehn Mommy leaves the room she is coming back! Promise!

I have a lot more to post, but Kael is currently hungry so I must go. Have a great week everyone!

I really wish I could see these guys perform. I've seen their shows on the television and stuff, but I know it is nothing compared to actually being there. I just want to experience that, because you know it has to be freakin' awesome.

For those who don't know, *the Blue Man Group is a creative organization centered on a trio of mute performers, called Blue Men, that present themselves in blue paint, latex bald caps, and black clothing. Blue Man Group's theatrical acts incorporate rock music (with an emphasis on percussion), odd props, audience participation, sophisticated lighting, and large amounts of paper. It is also noted for having a "poncho section" of the audience; in the front rows, audience members are provided with plastic ponchos in order to protect them from various foods, substances, paints, and so on, which get thrown, ejected, or sprayed from the stage. The shows are energetic and often employ thought-provoking satire on modern life. Much of the humor breaks the fourth wall, for example, interrupting the show to ridicule latecomers in the audience.

*The Blue Man can be considered a type of homologue; i.e., a creature approximating a real human being. The strongest and most obvious Blue Man characteristic is his static appearance, namely, the earless, bright blue head and face and nondescript, utilitarian clothing. In action, the Blue Man does not speak and his face is usually expressionless, although suggestions of curiosity, surprise, wonder, chagrin, etc. are sometimes visible (though only in the eyes and eyebrows). The Blue Man does not communicate through speech or broad body language or gestures; rather, he communicates through intense eye contact and simple gestures. He acts impulsively and primarily as a group of three, "checking in" with the other two when making decisions and before moving to their next action. The Blue Man's outwardly apparent motivations are often presented in mild caricature in order to make a humorous and/or ironic point to the audience. Additionally, the Blue Man is inscrutably motivated to drum.

* - taken from http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blue_Man_Group

If you're still confused, here is a video clip of them performing for a news station. The quality isn't that good, but Dada.net won't let me upload any of their really great stuff. Either way you can get the gist of it from this -

I really need to try and update this journal more often. I have been so exhausted this last week that all I have wanted to do is sleep. Meh. I don't want to say that I'm tired of being pregnant, because in all honesty I'm really not, but I am ready to have my body back. I want to be able to sleep on my stomach, and actually touch my feet again without straining. I'm 39 weeks now, so technically I can go any day.. or I can go into labor in three weeks. Bah. I want to hold Kael, and I want to be a Mommy. It's starting to get hard to just sit on my hands and wait patiently as the women around me who are due close to the same time as me have their children.

Maybe he's holding out for November. Hmm. Maybe he wants to have a November birthday like his Daddy. Although I don't see anything wrong with October, but then again it isn't my birthday we're talking about here. Hehe.

I'm getting contractions on and off still, although I have basically started to ignore them since timing them is pointless. All it does is drive me insane because they always end up being a false alarm. I'm getting really tired of false alarms. My Mom will call and I'll tell her I have been having on and odd contractions all day (which I do.. everyday) and she'll tell me to time them. Meh. If they actually start getting stronger and closer together and they get my attention repetitively then I'll look into timing them. Right now it's just not worth the energy I'd be putting into it.

I'm getting this awesome sling from a friend of mine named Jules. She had gotten two of them when her daughter was born, and obiviously only needs one so she is going to ship out the other one along with some Mother's Milk tea. Jules is so great. 

The sling she's sending me is an Ella Roo sling. It looks so nifty. *Points* It can go from infancy to 35lbs so Kael will be able to use it for a good long while. And it will make walking so much easier. I plan on taking up walking again like I used to before I got pregnant, I was walking about 2-4 miles every morning around 7am. But hauling a stroller out everytime would have been a major pain, and now I can basically 'wear' him when I go out or have to do something. I've heard that babies actually fall asleep in these slings since it feels so much like it did when they were still in the womb and the rocking motion relaxes them. And another awesome plus is that it will make breastfeeding so much simpler if I am out and about shopping or something.

Maybe pregnancy has addled my mind, but doesn't it just look so.. comfy? I can't wait until I get it in the mail from Jules. She says the one she is sending me is denim, whoohoo!

Daniel and I have been talking about getting tattoos next year for our two year wedding anniversary. We don't want to get the cliche name thing, though. I'm sorry, but i just consider that to be way too corny, it's been too over done. And besides, I want what is on my body to mean something to me. Be a symbol of something that is important to me, not to anyone else. We really want to get matching phoenixes though. Well, not exactly matching. The design for both will be slightly different and the colors different as well, but the gist of it is going to be the same. I found some random pictures on Google.com of phoenix tattoos. There are three that I really like. They all have different designs to them, but I wanted to see what kind of medium I should expect when we go in to get the initial drawing/design done for them.

I'm wanting to get mine on my back going from my right shoulder blade down to my left hip. It's going to be a big piece and take at least two sessions, I know that much already. I've heard that getting tattooed on the ribs and spine is the most painful, but hopefully my high tolerance for pain will help me through it. At any rate, if I can have a baby I can handle getting a tattoo! Haha.

I really like the design on this one, but I'd want the one I am getting to be sleeker. I've already got a black ankh tattooed on my left shoulder blade, and I want the space above/near my right hip to be for the tattoo I'm getting for Kael. So I need it to go diagonally across my back. We'll have to see wha they come up with and hopefully it will be something that we both will like.

I really like this tattoo also. Especially the colors that were used in it and the background shading. Now, like I said I want my tatoo to run diagonally across my back from right shoulder to left hip.. so a design like this isn't really what I'd want in the end. But it is so incredibly beautiful. *Sighs* I know that at least want to fiddle with a color palate close to this. I want to stick to greens, blues, and purples of varying hues. I don't really want to go bright red and orange like the 'traditional' phoenix is depicted. I just don't see myself in that way.. it's hard to explain.

Daniel wants to get his tattoo on his right calf. He wants his phoenix to basically wrap around the lower part of his leg, which I think would look really awesome. He said he wants his to be 'fiery' and red with some darker tones put in. I think that would suit him and his personality. He has a fierce, fiery mind that can be very dark but at the same time bursting with life and energy. I love the fact that my hubby can be so complex. *Grin*

This last tattoo just blew me away when I saw it. I know that it is unfinished, but the over-all design of it is very, very close to what I want to get done. I love the way the tail feathers curl and how they have an almost peacock-esque look to them but still maintain that etheral look that phoenixes are so known for. I don't want something overly masculine (although I'm fairly sure that Daniel will want his to be), I want it to be strong. But strong and masculine are two seperate things in my book.

If I could I would flip this design and then lay it diagonally across my back. The only thing I might change is to make the body of the phoenix slightly larger. But I would really love to keep that type of look to the tattoo I'm getting. I'm going to try and print this picture out later when we go to see the artists at the tattoo palor we are going to (they did my ankh and Daniel's kanji last time and are really great about being sanitary and are overall really gret guys), maybe they can figure out something with it. I hope so.

 Well.. I have been having on and off contractions for the past few days. I'm starting to get reall impatient, I want to have this baby! *Looks down at her belly* Any time that you're ready, honey. Truely. Mommy wants her body back and wants her son to have his birthday.

 He's been wiggling around a lot recently. Almost like he just can't get comfortable. It's interesting to watch. I remember when he was smaller and he would do all sorts of acrobatics in there, I kept wondering what the heck he was doing in there. He must of been having fun. I kind of miss him moving around like that, I know that within the next few weeks I'm not going to have this anymore. I'm not going to ever feel this again or have this close of a connection to my son. It's sad when I think about it. Because even though I feel uncomfortable.. I enjoy being pregnant. I like feeling like this. Well, at least most of the time!

When I went to see my midwife Mona yesterday she said that I'm progressing along well. My plug is gone, I'm about 2cm, and he's dropped down more. So basically.. he can come anytime between now and mid-November. I hope it's sooner rather than later. *Wink-wink*

I think I'm having contractions.. but they aren't painful. Just some medium pressure and my abdomen tenses up for about a minute then relaxes. Hmph. I guess I'm just becoming impatient with all of this. I want to start getting contractions, I want to know whether or not this is the real thing, I want to just.. I want to stop being clueless and lost and confused about what is happening.  Muuurgh!

Oh, and because I still feel like being random - here is a video of a man and a donkey! Enjoy! 

Yes, I got bored. I find this very funny though, so nyah! I'm on some weird cat thing. That and cats are just too hilarious half the time. I wish I could get into their minds, I know some odd stuff must be going on in there. Oh, and I got these from MyCatHatesYou.com, these are my favorites accomplanied by commentary (be foreawarned, there are quite a few!) -

'I ate Crunchy-Os for breakfast, what is your excuse?'

'Bring em on, beyotch!'

'Pluto is not a planet... this is not your sink.'

I have no life.. I know.

A real update very soon. just needed to give a random 'wtf?' update.

I had a very interesting day yesterday; I got to spend about four hours of it in the hospital. Oh joy of joys. Everything is thankfully fine, but for about four hours I had the wondrous threat of induction hovering over my head. Let me re-cap –

She and I got nervous when she checked my blood pressure, though. On average my blood pressure is about 120/70, and when she checked it yesterday it was 142/90. It made both her and me rather nervous. She checked it again about five minutes later and it was 135/85. Not good.

She decided to have me go in for monitoring at Baptist East (the hospital I will be delivering at) because there was a chance that I had hypertension or pre-eclampsia due to the fact that my feet and legs have gotten so swollen (they are at about edema +2 right now). She explained that what may seem like a minor thing right now could escalate quickly, and that if a problem like this went unattended it could be more likely that the need for a c-section arise instead of me just having to be induced due to complications. And she and I both agreed if it came down to it I'd rather be only induced instead of having to have a full out c-section. I called up Daniel and he met me at Baptist East's outpatient waiting room and then I got hooked up to the monitors.

I have decided that nothing is more aggravating than having your blood pressure checked every ten minutes for nearly two and half hours. My right arm feels like it has been beaten with a meat tenderizer. Ouch. I feel like there should be this huge purple bruise around my right arm where the band was.

They drew four vials of blood, got a urine sample, and hooked me up to the monitors and had me vegetate on one of those beds that feel like it's made out of plywood. I find it so amusing that Kael will be almost completely motionless for hours on end at home; I might get a wiggle or two out of him every so often if I drink some juice or have some frozen fruit (he loves frozen fruit!) - But hook me up to monitors and he has a complete fit. It's kind of funny.

After about two hours of monitoring they said that I was fine. All my test results came back normal and my blood pressure had dropped back down to about 116/68. They had me fill out all the paper work and discharge me. They said if I get any dizzy spells, see spots, have a head ache that will not go away, or have any normal labor symptoms to
call Mona and head back up there but that all in all I was fine to go home.
 

The only real downside right now is that my legs and feet are hurting so badly right now. The swelling seems to be getting worse the further along I get. My right foot will shrink a little bit if I lie down or prop my feet up, but my left foot stays the same. And even when they do shrink down some they are still horribly swollen. It's gotten to the point that it is beginning to hurt to walk anything past a short distance and standing for more than ten minutes at a time feels lethal. The skin is so tight around my left foot and ankle, it's unreal. It's making my toes in my left foot go numb from the pressure.

I'm 38 weeks today though, so I am officially full term! Now it's up to Kael when he will give his Mommy back her body! Haha. We'll see, I was born early and Daniel was born late so it could go either way.

I'm sorry, I just had to.. lol.

I just thought that picture was too funny.

Things are going alright here for us. I'm still very pregnant and slowly becoming more annoyed by this fact, but what can you do. I'm meeting LaRita (and possibly Stephanie) to go shopping today. I just jope my feet hold out. I swear they have become the size of two small boats.

I've been getting more on and off contractions, but nothing that is telling me this baby is coming soon. I'm getting a bit tired of having to just sit on my hands an wait. I know he is safe and comfy in there, but eventually I do want my body back. And if at all possible a little bit of my sanity too. Although that may be asking for a bit much.

Kael is doing well. Mona checked me and him out and says we are fine. She said that although my feet are indeed the size of two small boats I don't have any other signs for pre-eclampsia and my hands and face aren't swollen so I'm fine. She wants me to prop my legs up more often and to try to walk around a bit less to help keep them from swelling as much, which is fine by me. My Strep-B test came back negative so that is good, so all in all I'm healthy considering I have another being that has taken over my body.

She checked me again today since I was having contractions on Saturday (I'll explain that in a minute) and says that I am about/a little under 2cm, although my cervix hasn't moved forward much yet. She also said I'm 70/-2 which I am assuming means 70% effaced and at -2 station. This means Kael will come whenever he feels like it in the next month. Woohoo!

As for the contractions, I shall explain: After the baby shower I went home and visited with Daniel's Step-Mom, Paula, and his three half-sisters. We had a blast hanging out since we don't get to see each other that often. Paula and I talked about the pregnancy and her children and I got to hang out with Jesse, Taylor, and Jenny and catch up. They went home around 7:30 and I went to have dinner at LaRita's.

After I got home from dinner I started getting pains again. The only way to explain how they felt is to imagine how your foot feels when it has fallen asleep and that moment right before the prickling sensation happens. That is what it was feeling like. I was getting that weird feeling in my lower abdomen. It would build slowly and then peak and hurt a little bit, kind of like a medium twinge, then it would die back down again over about a 30-40 second period. I'd watch my stomach when this happened, each time I had a contraction it would turn into a hard ball, which was about every 10 minutes.

I went for a short walk to see if they would go away, and started to time them. They kept coming at steady ten minute intervals for about two and half hours, then around 12:30 they started spreading out to 15-20 minutes apart. Then they spread out to thirty minutes apart, and around that time I went to bed because if I were going into labor they would have stayed close together instead of spreading apart and weakening.

I haven't had them happen again since, but it was really amazing to watch my body tighten up and relax. Just that kind of awe in realizing what my body is capable of doing without my telling it to. It felt really empowering.

Now, I shall go and play World of Warcraft since I finally got around to making a new character and I have the urge to bop things over the head with a large shiny mace. Whee.

I just had to post this video, it was too hilarious not to.

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It reminds me of our cat, Louis. Although I don't know if Louis would be intelligent enough to repetitively flush the toilet for his own amusement. Perhaps, I have never followed his day to day schedule avidly enough to find out.

For those who are wondering these are my (or rather my Parent's cats, although they were mine before I moved to Alabama) cats. The first cat to the left is named Eddie. I wouldn't say we found him as much as he found us. He showed up one day scrawny, nearly all bones, and decided he liked us enough to stay. He's my Mom's favorite out of all the cats they have. We think that Eddie forgets sometimes that he is only a cat though. Whenever Mom goes out, even a short walk to the mail box Eddie follows and acts like it is his sworn duty to protect her. That and to be fed tuna at least once a week.

The next cat, to the right, is Ginger. We adopted her from a friend of my Mother's when she was barely 10 weeks old. She has that prissy princess attitude that most cats are so renowned for. It hilarious to watch her try to preen herself only to have one of the other boy cats pounce her and completely ruin three hours worth of grooming. She used to have a brother named George, but he passed away a little over three years ago. He was an equally awesome cat, though not nearly as narssisitic as Ginger can be.

This last picture is of both Eddie and Amadeus. Amadeus was out and out my cat. I adopted him from a cat shelter when he was about three months old. His real name on the adoption papers wasn't Amadeus, it was Oliver, however when I took him home and began to play some Classical music on my stereo he went crazy each time Mozart played. And he didn't look much like a 'Wolfgang', so the name Amadeus got stuck. I usually just called him 'Deus though. He was my baby. I'm still sad sometimes that I had to leave him with my parents when I moved down here, but living with them he has much more fun than he would with me.

Daniel and I recently adopted a cat named Louis (pronounced 'Louie'). I haven't got any pictures of him yet, but I swear he can be the most incredibly whiny cat you will ever meet. Ever. I'm guessing that he is giving us some free training as to what will be in store for us when the baby comes. Or maybe he is just an attention hog. Hehe, who knows but him, right?

I don't know how many of you who read this are into World of Warcraft, but this made me laugh. Loudly. My husband is a little more than mildly addicted to the game, and I used to have a character that I played avidly. We're talking five hours a day of game time. I've tried to distance myself a bit from it since the baby is coming and he's is going to be consuming my life for the next few years, but I still watch Daniel play his Troll Hunter. World of Warcraft rocks. As does this comic, Penny Arcaders.

We got the new desktop computer in the mail yesterday. I almost thought it wouldn't show up, the person that called to tell us it was coming said it could be here anytime between 8am and 7pm. We were waiting the whole day for it to arrive. I swear we were acting like little five year olds. The FedEx truck would come and we'd run to the window and see if it was for us. Haha, we are so five. It finally showed up from UPS around 6:15. I was almost ready to contact Dell.com and ask them where it was. I'm so glad we finally got it though. It looks a lot like that. *Points* Although we did get a printer along with it and added some nifty extras. Woohoo for nifty extras! Daniel is going to set it up today. We need to call Charter and have them hook up the cable internet in our room, but past that we are set.

Daniel was so sweet this morning. We he was on his way home he got a box of Cinnabons (a.k.a. Mana from Heaven) for us to have for breakfast. I knew I loved this man for a reason! I know they aren't the best thing for me to east for breakfast, but I'll cancel them out with a big salad and some fresh fruit for my mid-day snack/meal. Besides, I would be probably killing people by now if I didn't get a daily or semi-daily sugar fix.

Now I must go and help Daniel set up the computer in our bedroom! Wish us luck!

Our new shiny computer is supposed to be here sometime tomorrow between 8am and 7pm. Woohoo. Now we just need to clean off the desk and get ready to set it up. Daniel dropped off the laptop with his friend that is going to see if he can fix it. We'll see. I would be nice to keep it, but it wouldn't hurt me to lose it if I could get my documents and pictures off it first.


I'm debating making a chocolate run before I go to bed. I am craving chocolate icing. Forget the cake, I just want the icing, how horrible is that? Although I would settle for some Ghirardelli, that stuff is like heaven for tastebuds. *points to the mouth-watering image* Yummy. Hehe, oh well I have been healthy for the past few days I can splurge on some not-so-healthy stuff.

I need to get a hold of Dr. White and have him get set up as Kael's pediatrician. Need to get that done this week. I have a lot to get done, but amazingly I'm not quite as stressed about it right now. Either I'm too sleepy to worry about it or I'm actually beginning to mellow out a bit. Hmm.

I'm getting really sleepy. Guh. I think I'm going to take a few Tylenol, find something chocolatey to snack upon, and then crash in bed.

 I found this amazing wedding cake from a site my friend showed me. What is so amazing is that someone made this cake for their daughter's wedding. They say on the site that they started with a "basic iced and marzipanned fruit cake" and just built from there. The pictures are a kind of procession of the cake that I just found incredibly interesting.  But what I found more interesting was what the person had used as the design for the cake.

For those who don't recognize from the pictures this cake is a visual of the setting of Terry Pratchett's Discworld series of fantasy novels. It is based loosely off of a very old and well-known African mythology of how the world was created and exists.

 It consists of a slightly convex disc (complete with edge-of-the-world drop-off and consequent waterfall) resting on the backs of four huge elephants (named Berilia, Tubul, Great T'Phon, and Jerakeen) which are in turn standing on the back of an enormous turtle (known as Great A'Tuin who is the Giant Star Turtle) as it slowly swims through space. The disc itself is roughly 10,000 miles wide, giving it a surface area two fifths that of the Earth. The Discworld is a fantasy land in the Tolkien and Brothers Grimm mold, complete with witches, wizards, dragons, trolls, and dwarfs; however, over time it has largely evolved into its own distinct culture, as its denizens find more sophisticated ways to outgrow their narrative conventions. The Disc is heavily influenced by magic and, while having similarities to (and parodies of) planet Earth, it conforms to its own laws of physics. 

In the Discworld series Great A'Tuin's gender is unknown, but is the subject of much speculation by some of the Disc's finest scientific minds. The sex of the World Turtle is pivotal in proving or disproving a number of conflicting theories about the destination of Great A'Tuin's journey through the cosmos. If (as one popular theory states) Great A'Tuin is moving to his (or her) mating grounds, (this is known as the "big bang" theory) then at the point of mating might the civilisations of the Disc be crushed or simply slide off? Attempts by telepaths to learn more about Great A'Tuin's intents have not met with much success, mainly because they did not realise that its brain functions are on such a slow timescale. All they've been able to discern is that the Great A'Tuin is looking forward to something. The other theory is that he/she came from nowhere and is going to keep walking through space to nowhere for ever (this is known as the "steady gait" theory, and is popular among academics)

The Great A'Tuin frequently rolls on its belly to avoid asteroid and comet collisions. This doesn't affect the Disc's population, other than to induce severe seasickness on anyone who happens to be looking at the night sky at that time. A'Tuin has been known to do more complex rolls and corkscrews, but these are rarer.

A tiny sun and moon orbit the Great A'tuin, both about 1 mile in diameter when described at the start of the series, but the description of their diameter is increased to at least 80 miles later in the chronicles. The moon is slightly closer to the Disc than the sun, and is covered, on one half, with silvery glowing plants, which feed the lunar dragons. The other half is burnt black by the sun. The moon rotates, and completes a full revolution in about a month; the full moon occurs when the luminescent side is completely visible from the Disc, the new moon when the dark side is shown. Also, the sun's orbit is so complex that one of the elephants has to cock its leg to allow the sun to continue on its orbit.

Our laptop has died. The fan is dead and the thing over heats within ten minutes and shuts down. It's technically not dead yet, but for all useful purposes it is out of commission. I probably won't be able to update as much, which is annoying me. And we'll probably loose most if not all of the music that we've downloaded.. whee.

We've already ordered a new computer from Dell. We decided to be smart this time and get desktop so it'll be a bit less likely to die on us. But that still leaves about a week of time without internet. That is, unless I repetitively theft the interent from our roommate's computer. But none of my pictures or videos are on his computer. Meh.

/rant

I really wish we had something deep-fried and smothered in chocolate in the house somewhere..

Does anyone besides me find that video clip incredibly cool, or is my sleep deprivation via pregnancy finally getting to me? I know it's just a fuzzy yeti-looking thing dancing but it still looks really nifty for some reason. I've been bouncing around Limewire and looking at various Pixar cartoons and the like and I've actually found a few interesting/funny things. That is of course, after I meddled through far too many things that made my mind go "wtf?" 

This one I just thought was cute albeit slightly demonic looking. The hippo (that is a hippo, right?) looks mildly possessed, but their reaction the the gyrating beagle makes it all that more humorous. Or.. it could be that sleep deprivation thing again. Not too sure about that. Either way it's worth sharing.

I have some really awesome video clips saved on my computer but they all have 50+ MB and refuse to load when I try to make them so I have to load things that are 15 MB and lower for them to go through. Even then loading up a 15 MB video clip takes an easy 45 minutes. Meh, I wish I could load up my cool stuff. Maybe later when Dada gets going. Although by then I'll have probably forgotten that I wanted to post them in the first place. Oh well.

Today was alright. Although I'm still having some fairly good pains at random (i.e. right now, ouch). They aren't bad enough that I can't walk/talk/function through them, but they still are not that fun. Although anything called 'labor' isn't bound to be all that enjoyable. Right now I've got it pretty easy since actual labor hasn't set it yet, but it doesn't make them any more pleasant to deal with. I'm still kind of hoping that my labor is going to be like my pre-labor, it's a flase hope but it's mine and I am harboring it. I swear I am going to laugh so hard if at my next appointment I am 3-4cm and no one realized I was in labor, though. I call them telling them what is going on and I get the response that I am fine. It would be the ultimate mixture of "Woohoo/Damn that sucks." He's still wiggling around plenty although he isn't as active as he was, and from what I've gathered if he were trying to be born he wouldn't be this active. I'm trying not to let any of it bother me. Whatever happens happens and freaing about it is not going to help me any.

Daniel and I are going to attempt to finish cleaning house this weekend. Wish us luck, seriously. I'm beginning to wonder if we will ever grt this house clean. I know if we don't finish it before the baby is born I'm not going to have a chance to clean again for the next oh.. few years. At least I am going to have Daniel helping me, with any luck that will make things easier. It isn't a lot when I think about it, but it is a lot of sorting and organizing which is what takes so damn long. I just hope I don't starting hurting too badly when I get to cleaning. Because I know if I stop then Daniel will stop and this will never get done.

Send positive 'Clean your house!' vibes, people! Heh, maybe it'll get our butts moving in the right direction.

Daniel and I are doing alright. I have been having a lot of  pre-labor pains. They are pretty random still, and they aren't getting any stronger so I'm letting my body do it's thing for the time being. It feels basically like really strong period cramps coming and going. Though they don't have a peak to them, they just kind of wabble. It's hard to explain.

When I went to see Mona on Monday she said I was 1cm, so technically I am in pre-labor. I've still got about three weeks until I am deemed full term and five weeks until I reach the 40 week mark. Both Daniel and my Mom say Kael isn't going to wait until October 31st. We'll see. I'm fine with im coming whenever he wants, as long as he comes when he is healthy and safe. Although if he chooses to stay in here until mid-November I might have a bit of a tantrum. I love begin pregnant, but I'd love to have my body back in my own possession. Haha.

I've been wanting to get another tattoo. I don't know what exactly, but I'm itching for another one, it's been over a year since I got my ankh. (For those who don't know, I have a black ankh on my left shoulder blade about two inches long) Although I'll have to wait at least another six months before I do since I'm planing on breastfeeding. I don't want to risk giving anything to Kael, let a lone tattoo ink.

Instead I'm thinking of getting another henna tattoo, I had gotten one in July of a fairy on my arm and it was really pretty. Something maybe like one of these two. Heh, too bad that my tummy is now covered in stretch marks. It would still be pretty though. I love intricate designs like that, I just would never have the patience to get them permamently tattooed on. But henna would be nice. I wonder how much it would cost to get something like that done. Maybe I can find someone around here who can do it. I'll have to look.

Oh, and Daniel's Grandma sent this awesome photo to me. It's probably photoshoped, but it's still precious.                                   

I have to get ready to head out soon, but I hope everyone is doing well! Have a great week!