i'm at a loss of ideas...& yes...still pregnant!

the last week or so has been very interesting. i never NEVER thought that we'd see this baby's due date come & go {february 19th for the record}. i was checked last friday & had started to dilate, at about a 1-2 cm. things were looking soft & good & if i could only start having more false contractions...it would help move this little monster down into position. the doctor felt the top of his head for crying out loud...so how much further could he possibly need to move?! well...i've only had 2 rise & fall contractions that made me second guess i was actually going into labor. but that's been it! i feel him moving around in there just loving belly life. i'm pretty sure i heard him muttering his daddy's famous last words "no one tells me what to do" =) this baby is milking every last second he can savor inside of my broken down body. and so i'm convinced that he's not going to come out until he needs help writing his resume.

well that leads me to my status. and broken down pretty much sums it up. i've had to take time off of work b/c i physically cannot handle sitting for 8 hours a day at a computer. i can't do anything for 8 hours a day, except not go into labor! if i sit or lay for too long, my hips go numb. if i stand, my back is locked up. if i recline in a chair, my breathing is oddly constricted & i'm gasping for air. i can't walk waddle around for long periods of time unless i want to head straight into back transplant surgery. my restrictions are getting more & more restricted each day. and i can't decide if i'm mentally ready to go through this either. i had my head in the game about 2 weeks ago when i "just felt" like this was going to happen & now...i feel like i've checked out. so i'm sure this whole experience is going to hit me like a freight train when i least expect it & i'm not going to have much time to react. 

oliver has overheard us talking so much lately about his little brother getting out of my belly that he now will talk about it too. i get frequent points to my belly with a "brother out" command. he even tried to convince little bro that we have cookies out here. as he showed my belly his treat & repeated the word "cookie"... very convincingly i thought, but nothing. and if oreos aren't going to coax this little rascal out of me...i don't know what is =)

other news. we had a nice valentine's day. roses. candy. tator tot casserole. ha...i'm not even joking about that. spending time with our most loved. and i'm not gonna lie, i had a 1/4 glass of wine. oooooooh & i wanted the rest of the bottle so badly =) 

this past week has brought about a lot of home renovation progress too! the floors are all complete. and after some adjustments to our original designs, and with the help of jolin carlson's delivery service, we are so grateful we could meet him to pick up a vanity top that fit. b/c we purchased the wrong size, because mike ordered our new vanity in a non-standard size...anyway...we are excited to say that by the end of today...TODAY...we can officially move back into our house! you hear that schweitzbaby...we will be back in our own house...so it's okay to come out...it's really okay =)