It's a Boy!

Lane Thomas Calloway

Born March 26, 2009
3:52 am
7 lbs 15 oz

Our little guy decided to show up! It took quite a few hours of labour for him to decide he wanted to meet the world but here he is. We were able to give birth here in Nipawin and I was able to make it through labour without the help of drugs - a double blessing for us. We went to the hospital very early Wednesday morning and finally made it home on Saturday (it felt like I had been stuck in that hospital FOREVER) and are now enjoying the relaxed atmosphere of our own house. My mom (Grandma Thiessen) is up for the week to help out with things around the house and provide encouragement to us as we try to figure out this whole new world of "baby".

Due Date

The due date has come and gone and I'm still here. Yep. The baby is still kicking, my bladder still gets mad at me every night around 3 am and my belly continues to precede me everywhere I go. It's great. Actually, it isn't all that bad. The only part I can really complain about is that I feel like I'm in a lull... just waiting for something to happen... and I can't really get on with anything until this particular thing occurs. Some people would say that I'm playing the waiting game. I'm just trying to enjoy the moment without getting too impatient, too anxious or too excited. Some moments it works, others it doesn't.

So what did I do with my due date other than have my baby? I slept in, I sewed, I went for a walk with my wonderfully supportive husband and then we went out visiting. All in all, not a bad day.

I have quickly discovered what fun it is to have a fabric stash - the sewing addiction that my husband lets me indulge in has sure come in handy these last few days. The really fun part is opening up my container of fabric and seeing all the fun prints I have that I had forgotten about: polka dots, stripes, flowers, bugs; fleece, flannel, cotton; pink, blue, green, orange and every colour in between. It is like opening presents at Christmas all over again!

This baby-to-come may end up with an overabundance of fabric items to start its life and may never truly grasp the thought, effort and love that went into it all but I'm hoping that I never tire of sewing for my child. As my mother sewed for me over the years, it created a bond between us that has become a treasure to me now as I sew for my own child; I hope the same is true in this case.

5 days left. Apparently.

According to the poll, most of you figured our baby will be born on Sunday. You are all very sweet. Except for my husband who voted for March 28. And who then tells me how anxious he is to have the whole delivery thing done with so he can meet his baby. Men.

Not that I have my hopes pinned on this coming weekend, but wow, it sure would be nice to meet this little thing that keeps kicking me in the ribs and making it difficult for me to sleep at night. At the doctor's office this morning, the nurse informed that I had only 5 days left. And I thought to myself... "Who is she kidding?!". I have until this baby is ready or until a doctor decides that the baby is ready. Either way, there is no guarantee that there are only 5 days left. Due dates. Harumph. A date that is an estimated day of arrival even though the whole of society believes it to be THE day.

On that note, I'm off to bed to try to ignore the Braxton Hicks that continually plague my uterus in hopes that I'll be able to get a decent sleep.

I'm IT!

So much for being new to the blog world. Four days in and I've been tagged already! Let's see... 5th folder... 5th picture... hmmm... here it is:

My fifth folder was a folder full of pictures for Jamie's immigration application. This particular one was taken while we were staying at Jamie's Granny's house in North Carolina last spring. It looks like it was taken about a month after he had his knee surgery. I don't have much of a story to tell about this picture, other than the fact that it was NOT -40 C when it was taken and there was no snow on the ground (unlike here right now). My hair was definitely longer then and curlier too! I seem to have lost most of my curl as a result of all the lovely pregnancy hormones coursing through my body.

Oh, I figured out the occasion this pictures marks: our 6 month anniversary! I think we celebrated by going out for dinner and a movie in Mount Airy. It was also probably one of the first times we actually "went out", other than to the doctor or physiotherapy, after Jamie's surgery.

To all you bloggers out there that have somehow stumbled upon my blog, do not worry. I am not tagging anyone. I'll pass the honours on some other time when you are least expecting it!

Keeping busy...

Life was a bit of a roller coaster ride for me while we were in the midst of renovating our bathroom. I'm sure that living at someone else's house, my inability to help with much due to a belly limiting my movement or the state of disarray my house was in did little to alleviate the feeling. Regardless, by the time we were able to get away to my parents' place for a few days last month, I was more than ready to have a bit of "sanity" time. And in my world that translates into either baking or sewing. I haven't been able to get my sewing machine out for what feels like months due to on-going renovation projects or just the general dustiness of our house (due to renovations) so I was itching to do some sewing again. And so I did! I whipped up these 2 bags while at my parent's place - I'm hoping they will work as some sort of diaper bag/baby bag (girlfriends keep telling me that I'm going to need a bigger bag if I have a baby).
My sewing itch has been satisfied for the time being and I have moved on to baking in an attempt to fill up my freezer full of goodies before this little one shows up.

37 weeks and counting!

The baby continues to get bigger and now I continue to get more uncomfortable. The end is near though!