So excited

Now that the weather is getting warmer (90 today), it excites me for what is to come in later years. I drive by Tower Grove Park every day to go home (obviously since i live 3 blocks from it) and I almost always see a softball or baseball team practicing.  I never thought I would say this is the sport I am most excited to put our baby girl in, but it is.  I have forgotten how much I love the sport.  I know that Grandpappie will be excited to read this post!  I can already feel that she is gonna be a GREAT softball player!!  :)

I'm also excited because our baby has a doctor.  I was really struggling with this decision because I wanted someone not too far away, but someone I trusted.  I orignally wanted to go to my pediatrician, Dr. Sato, but he is too far out.  So I did some asking around, and actually decided on a doctor that a lot of the children in my class go to.  His name is Dr. Plax and he has been in the practice for 12 years and is surrounded by pediatricians.  His dad, sister and wife are all pediatricians.  He also received rave reviews by the families in my class.  How could I pass up such a great opportunity?  He is also in Clayton which is a short 15 minute drive!!! 

Now I still need to finish packing this bag and then all that is left is having this baby!  :)

Welcome, Little Girl!

I just wanted to welcome baby Savannah Grace Olson into the world.  Greg and I were honored to meet her Sunday afternoon.  She is healthy, beautiful, and has GREAT facial expressions already (something that I know comes from her mother.)  We hope that she will have a playmate soon!!!  (It better be soon, there are only 2 weeks left!)

Speaking of baby Berger, here are a few pictures of her nursery...

Surpirses...

The last two baby showers that I've had have been a surprise. Supposedly. I think I am just a difficult person to surprise. Maybe its because deep down I enjoy surprise parties, but I'm just too nosy to keep my curiosity to a minimum.

Surprise Bust #1:
Greg's family decided to throw me a surprise shower the Sunday after my shower that Amanda threw. The invitation that I received was for a Beauti Control Spa party. Now, the party was out in Hillsboro and Sundays are what I like to call my lazy days. We have kickball and then a family dinner at one house or the other. Driving to Hillsboro was not on my list. Greg agreed. He did not feel it was necessary for me to drive all the way out there and feel rushed throughout the day. (He did not know about the party, BIG mistake.) So the weekend before, Greg's cousin asked if I was going to the party, I, of course, said no. She was a little upset but I just brushed it off. I do attend every party/event/get together that his family has. I wanted a "me" day. Then two days later, Greg started pushing me to go. I was a little suspicious and even asked if it was a surprise shower. He acted dumbfounded that I would even suggest that. After 2 more days of pushing, I finally said yes, and lo and behold, a baby shower it was!!!

Surprise Bust #2:

My co-workers threw me a surprise baby shower yesterday. I really was completely out of the loop and clueless until yesterday afternoon. We had a third teacher in our room for the day and she kept getting pulled for one reason or the other. I thought this to be strange, but really didn't think anything of it because she is the floater and that was normal. Then, I of course left on my break to get more thank you notes, and was bombarded with phone calls from another co worker. This, of course, is unusual because she NEVER calls me. Then, when I came back, I saw another teacher in the hallway and she froze like a statue when she saw me, kind of like she got busted. Welp, she did, because that finalized it for me. I went down the the staff lounge with the co worker who called me during my break after asking her if there was a surprise shower. Alas, there was, and I put a smile on my face and acted surprised!

Both showers were beautiful and I am grateful for my family and friends. Just don't try to throw me a surprise party. Chances are, I will figure it out before the actual event.

I apologize for not blogging very often.  Its amazing how true the story goes.  Being in the third trimester has been nothing but exhausting.  It hasn't helped that we have been extra stressed at work worrying about packing and moving our school.  This past weekend we moved all weekend long.  It was great.  I'm glad its over with, however, now the children are back to their crazy selves that they were when we first started in the room LAST August.  So, I'd say we need an adjusting period.  We will probably be back to normal right when my baby comes.  

We also entertained this past weekend.  We had Greg's parents, Grandma and brother over for dinner.  Its the first time his parents have seen our house since we moved, and his grandmother had never seen it.  Carl has been over plenty of times, but it was his first time seeing the nursery.  All loved it.  

Greg has been off the past 2 days and down at his dad's shop working away on projects.  he is making a bench for the bathroom so we have a place to store all of our baby girl's bath things, he is building shelves to go in our room so that we can make it a little more personal, and he is making a bookshelf for all the wonderful books we received at baby showers.  I'd say the baby's room will be done after that!  YAY!

As far as the baby goes, she as dropped tremendously.  I think she still has a foot or leg up my right ribcage, but other than that my pain in the front has disappeared.  My back still hurts, but I see that being the case until she is out.  I am ready for her to be out because as I stated before, my days are long and exhausting.  Only 5 more weeks! :)

Thankful

My dad had quadruple bypass on Thursday and it has been nothing but a blessing that he had the #1 heart team on his side.  It was also nice that my mom and I knew his surgeon from the gym.  Its a small world.  He has been recovering quickly.  He was off the ventilator 6 hours ahead of schedule and out of CVR (or ICU) 24 hours early.  The one thing that I love about my dad (ok one of the many) is that when he puts his mind to something, he will get it done in no time.  And right now, that something is recovering.  Now we just have to wait for his kidneys to get back to normal before he can come home.  Hopefully that will be Monday.  But we will see.  Unfortunately, because of his kidneys, he can not be on pain killers, so he is in a heck of a lot of pain.  :(  He is doing well, and I am so lucky to have a dad like him.  I wouldn't be me without him!!!  :)  

Baby Got Back...Yo

The baby's new favorite thing is to push her butt out on my stomach.  It had been on the right side of my stomach, but immediately after I told Greg that, she flipped and is currently sticking her butt out on the left side.  She just wants the world to know that baby got back.  She's proud of that rear and wants everyone to know!  :)

When the Husband's Away...

Greg has left me, again.  I'm sad about this.  I always think I can handle it and then I get sad.  I think its because responsibility falls completely on me, and for some reason too much responsibility scares me.  It's a new phenomenon, but I really don't like that quality about me, or should I say fault.  Luckily, he is only gone for the weekend.  However, responsibility still hit today.  We did not pay our property taxes for 2008 (whoops!), so I had to go downtown and take care of it.  Not a big deal.  Greg and I had already called them to find out what I would need to bring, and then we called to double check, triple check, quadruple check...you could say that I'm a little neurotic about that kind of stuff.  I just did not want to show up there and not have everything they needed and then have to go back.  Well, that's exactly what happened.  It was no problem registering and paying for my car (the Honda).  However, somehow my car almost doubled its value as it got one year older... hmmm.  But since Greg's Pathfinder was registered in Jefferson County, they could not look it up; and since I did not have previous property tax receipts for his car, I could not register or pay for his.  So, that means that I have to go BACK on Monday before work and take care of it.  Oh the joys of being grown up.  No one ever told me that when I grew up there would be so many little things that pop up.  I think that if I had a choice, I would go to Never Land.  Peter Pan had the right idea.  

What was worse, Greg was not around to talk to because he is on a silent retreat.  So, when the husband's away, the wife cries.