Grace Elizabeth

So the turning of Esteban from breech did not work. That little guy was holed up in there and not budging. Luckily they have to use an ultrasound machine to check the position during the whole ordeal, and in so doing saw that there was not much fluid left in the amniotic sack. We had an ultrasound last Friday and the level was much lower today, so the good doctor made the decision that the placenta was no longer doing its job and the baby was not going to make any more progress in the womb. If he would have successfully turned the baby it would have resulted in an induced labor, so we were pretty much destined to have a baby today.

As a side note they told us last Friday that there was only about a 5% chance of us having a baby today. While there is only about 3% of pregnancies that have a baby in the breech position at 38 weeks, we figured our odds were pretty good and came to the hospital fully prepared. Or at least Sara did.

So we got some pretty sweet lookin duds and they told us that we would be parents very shortly. Sara was magically whisked away to the operating room and I was feed graham crackers and milk and told to wait until further notice (pretty much welcome to the rest of my life). When I arrived in the delivery room Sara was all numbed up and they began the operation. About a minute and a half later the doctor told us that we were the new parents of a brand new daughter, wrapped up beautifully in a 4lb 14.5oz 18 inch package.







I'd always heard rumors that there is 1/64 negro blood in the Askew clan. Our baby got that gene and was born with the black foot!

37 weeks!

So I'm at 37 weeks now...hard to believe that I'm now considered "full term" and the baby could come at any time and be very healthy! Still working full time and planning on working until the baby wants out. This is my "mumu" dress...the most comfortable thing to wear while just hanging around the house. I'm so glad the weather is getting warmer because skirts and dresses are the most comfortable clothing. These are pics of the nursery..which is ready! Erik was afraid I'd be too short to reach in and out of the crib (haha)...but looks like it will work.

35 weeks....

At 35 weeks, the baby is weighing in a 5 1/2 pounds! Funny how clothes that were big on me before preggo time are now too small (hence the shirt...looks like I would fit right in at Walmart...with the "gut" hanging out haha!) Feeling pretty good...energy is not as it used to be though I love every minute of feeling the baby kicking, punching, kneeing and elbowing me. Can't believe that in only 5 weeks (or more, or less....but hopefully sooner than later) we will meet this baby.

esteban gets a tattoo

So while playing truth or dare at the cabin with the ladies, Laurie thought it would be hilarious to dare me to do "the worm". (Those of you who don't know what this is, it is an 80s dance move where you inch across the dance floor on your belly). This is actually something I'm pretty good at, though not willing to attempt at this time. Anyway, we opted to tattoo a worm on my belly instead.

Erik's baby skills

Thought I would post some pics of Erik and our friends' 5 week old baby Ginger. He hung out with her all last weekend. Apparently he did pretty good, according to Ginger's pa. The guys stuck it out with the baby while the girls had a great time at the cabin. I think he missed her, because he called to see how she was doing on Monday morning as I was leaving for work!

32 weeks

Not only does Erik enjoy talking to the baby, but so does Floyd. He wants to make sure that the baby knows who our first baby is. That is, if the baby understands Floyd's language. Either way, the baby should be pretty comfortable with Floyd's "woo-woo's".

Case of the Mondays

 

Don't remember when this pic was taken, I just keep getting more requests for preggo pics so here you go!