There's a fire

As I am sure you all know there is a large fire burning just a few miles away from my house in the foothills. I live as far west as you can live in Fort Collins but everyone in the next town to the west of me has been evacuated. I am not really concerned that we will be evacuated because of the giant reservoir between us and the fire, but it's still scary being this close to such a large fire.

This is the forth wildfire that we have had in our area in the last month. It's been horrible breathing in all this smoke over the last few weeks. This fire is by far the worst but also the closest so the amount of smoke on the air is almost unbearable. We have all the windows closed and the humidifier running and I am still taking my inhaler every few hours.

A few days a week we watch our friends son who is two years old and all he wants is to outside today but with all this smoke we are cooped up inside St this point I am considering leaving for the night to stay with my parents just so we can breathe from fresh air.

Hopefully soon the firefighters will get the fire under control and all will go back to normal.

Missing Elliot

I see my son 7 days a week and yet on the days I work I find myself missing Elliot in evenings after he goes to sleep. Other than Ted there has never been a person who I wanted to spend this much time with.

I never become tired of his company and I never wish that I could cut our time short. I love snuggling with my wiggly little man!! Even though it'd become increasingly difficult with all those wiggles. He is such a sweet little baby who Wouldnt want to be with hin.

Oh that Elliot is such a heart throb !!!!

4 months old

I can hardly believe that Elliot is four months old today!!! Its been an amazing four months. My sweet little boy has changed so much its incredible. Ted and I just love seeing all the new things that Elliot can do everyday.

When Elliot was born he was 7lbs 9oz and now he is almost 14lbs, wow I can't believe how big he is getting. Gone are the days of supporting his head, he loves just sitting on my hip grabbing at things on his own now. Everything that comes into contact with his little hands gets picked up now which means no jewelery for me any more, and honestly I miss my accessories.

The little boy that used to stay where you set him down is long gone, he can roll over now and pivot himself all around. I lay him in the same position every night but that is never the position that he is in when I get him in the morning. I have found him numerous times with this little feet in the slats on the crib or his head at the opposite end of the crib and it makes me laugh every time. Elliot used to hate tummy time but now he tolerates it quite well. He lifts his little head up really high and is even starting to get his knees under him, it won't be long now before we have a crawler on our hands. I really need to baby proof this house!

The sounds that come out of Elliot's mouth these days are hilarious. Motor boating is his new favorite sound to make, some times he will do it repeatedly for 20 minutes or so! His quiet sweet coos have been replaced with the loud yelling, grunting, and squeaking. Just within the last few days he has started laughing when being tickled and nothing is cuter than watching him laugh!

I am reminded every day of how incredibly lucky I am to have the baby that I have! He has been sleeping through the night for months now, he doesn't get fussy very often, he loves to snuggle and laugh, he enjoys being around people and loves dogs! He has a smile that melts my heart and there are still times that I can't believe he is mine!

Happy four months little Elliot, mommy loves you!

How Lucky am I?

Every day I hear about women with husbands who don't help with housework or with the children or both. The more I hear these stories the more I am starting to realize that this is the norm rather than the exception to it. Hearing these stories from friends makes me feel like the luckiest woman in the world that I have such a wonderful husband in my life.

From the start Ted and I have always felt like we were partners in this relationship, neither one of us in charge, we work together, and I think that's part of what makes our relationship so great. I do the cleaning, he does the cooking, I do the grocery shopping he runs other errands, and neither of us really have set chores we just try to split things as equally as possible. While I was on maternity leave for 3 months I took on more of the housework and cooking because I was home more to do that, but now that Ted is home he takes on more of that.

I have friends whose husbands never do laundry, or have never cook a meal and I can honestly say that Ted has done way more laundry over the years than I will probably ever do and we share the responsibility of cooking meals. I am thankful every day that Ted and I are partners and we work together to make our family happy. Now I know that some people are happy having one partner do more of the work and there is nothing wrong with that, I am just saying how amazing it is that my husband truly supports me and I do the same for him.

I cannot imagine being a working mother without the support of my husband helping with the baby or the house. And whats the best about it is that Ted doesn't see it as helping he just knows that the house, the baby, and the dogs are our combined responsibility and he steps up to the plate with out complaint. I am truly grateful every day that I have such an amazing husband and that Elliot has such an amazing father, I hope that every one can be as lucky as I am.

I love you Ted!

Mothers Day

So Mothers Day is just a few short days and I can't believe it was a year ago that I found out I was pregnant! I am in awe if how much different my life is now than one year ago. The day I found out I was pregnant was one of the most exciting and down right scary days of my life.

Of course I knew it was possible that I was pregnant but honestly I didn't think I would get pregnant as quickly as I did. Ted convinced me on a Tuesday morning that I should take a test since I was already a few days late. I agreed to take the test more to prove to him that I wasn't pregnant than anything else.

When the test showed positive my stomach dropped and I screamed for Ted! He came rushing down stairs to see the what all the commotion was about. I immediately made him read the test again just to make sure I read it properly. Sure enough I was preggers! Ted and I cried and laughed and hugged eachother when we realized that we should have a doctor confirm this before we got too excited.

After a nice lunch date we went to the doctor and she confirmed what we already knew.... We were having a baby! Now most people try to wait a while before sharing the news but if you know me you know I can't keep a secret especially one like this. I immediately called my family and Ted called his!! We were literally on the phone all afternoon telling all our friends and family ,sharing our wonderful news!

I remember that day like it was yesterday! He was only the size of a sesame seed the day we learned we were expecting and now he is almost 13 pounds of pure cuteness. The joy my son has brought to my life is indescribable, he makes the little things more fun and the big things more manageable. Becoming a mother is the single most important thing I have ever done. Elliot has already given me the best mothers day gift ever ... The gift of being his mother!

working mom

 I recently watched  a new movie with Sarah Jessica Parker called "How Does She Do It" where she plays a high powered business woman and mother of two, and it hit me that in 3 short days I will become a working mother!!! And the very idea of that scares the crap out of me.

Elliot and I have a great routine going and we are going to mess that all up so that I can go to work. We will have to change his schedule to fit within mine now.  He and I will no longer be able to sleep in, no more showering at noon for the day, no more leisurely afternoon walks together. His schedule will have to be a bit more rigid in order to accommodate my new work schedule.

I never pictured myself as a stay at home mom, even when I was pregnant I always knew that I would go back to work, but I just never knew how fun it would be staying at home. I enjoy spending the day reading Dr. Seuss books and singing twinkle twinkle little star, (Elliot never judges my singing voice), I like cooking for my husband and cleaning up around the house when Elliot naps.  Its strange to me how rewarding staying at home has been because I never expected to feel this way.

The last three months have been the hardest yet most rewarding in my entire life,going back to work is opening a new chapter in my life. I will now be a working mom, juggling mommy hood and my career. I know that time will make this transition more bearable, and that at the end of every day my son will be waiting at home with a sweet smile for me!

Newborn Phase is Over

The newborn phase is over and now Elliot is beginning to develop a personality, and it is so fun! He is no longer happy to be in the corner sleeping in his swing, or just napping on mommy's shoulder,  he wants to be apart of the action. He prefers to be sitting up (with assistance of course) on some ones knee facing the action! He does not hesitate to make make his needs known, he will fuss or cry now until he gets exactly what he wants.

Meal times in the Holleran household consist of Elliot usually crying in the background while Ted and I try to enjoy our meal. Unfortunately once the screaming starts we start scarfing our food down so that we can get to the baby sooner, so it usually only lasts about 10 minutes on a good day. I can't wait until we can put Elliot in his high chair so he can join us at dinner time rather than crying in the background. Then the moment we put our plates down and walk towards him the crying stops because he knows that he is once again the center of attention!

As a newborn Elliot would frequently fall asleep in our arms or in his crib between feedings, but now he loves play time!!! He loves to sit up with mommy and daddy's help and look around the room, he has even started noticing the TV (not sure if this is a good thing or bad thing). The best part about play time is when we lock eyes and he gets a huge smile on his face, his smile just melts my heart! When he is on his play mat he often looks like is he trying to run in place or doing some baby kick boxing, he just doesn't stop wiggling and its adorable.

Conversations in our house are much different than they were even a few weeks ago. Many of them now include Elliot chiming in with little coos. Sometimes they are soft, sometimes they are loud and sometimes they more closely resemble grunting, but either way they make our conversations much more interesting!

Now that Elliot is becoming more interactive, of course I have to prepare myself to head back to work in a couple of weeks. I know the moment I leave the house I will be counting down the hours until I can get home and see Elliot's sweet smile.

 I mean really doesn't that smile just make your day???

Going back to work

In just over two weeks I will have to venture back to work and the very idea nearly brings me to tears just thinking about it. While Ted is counting down the days until he gets to stay home with Elliot I am dreading what is to come. Even though I know he will be staying home with his dad the very though of being away from Elliot for 10 hours breaks my heart into pieces.
Ted has been great about giving me time out by myself for a few hours whenever I need it so it's not like I have never left him but I have never been away from him for more than three hours. This week I am going to practice leaving him for a few hours longer just so I can get used to the feeling.
I know that I have to work to support our family but honestly I was really hoping that I would win the mega millions so that Ted, Elliot and I could all spend more time together!

Growing, growing, growing!

Little Elliot is already 7 weeks old, I can't believe it. We took him to the doctor last week for his well baby check and he already weighed 10 lbs 10 oz. But that was almost a week ago so I am guessing he is a few ounces heavier now! Our once sleepy little new born is now starting to spend more time awake and more time interacting with us.

We have learned that while Elliot is awake he prefers to be facing out towards the action rather than having his face snuggled up to my chest like he used to. He loves his little play mat and especially loves his stuffed turkey that we have named giblets! When he is on his play mat he just kicks his legs and moves his arms all around making all kinds of funny sounds, it has become my favorite time of day when Ted, Elliot and myself all lay on the floor for play time!

Elliot can hold his head up for a little while on his own, his neck muscles still aren't strong enough to keep his head up for long periods of time so he kind of looks drunks when his head starts to wobble. We just put him in his bumbo chair for the first time the other day and its adorable, and a good safe place for him to get some practice sitting up. He increasingly likes sitting when being held as opposed to being cradled.

Every day Elliot becomes a little more interactive and a little bit more fun! Motherhood has slowly started to feel normal to me and I have started to wonder how I occupied my time before I became a mother, it couldn't have been nearly as much fun as what I am doing now.

 

Here is the little monster at 4 weeks old!

Sleeping

Three nights ago we moved Elliot into his own room at night and so far so good. In fact he has never slept better, he has started to go to bed around 11pm rather than keeping Ted or myself up  until 1am or later. He has been sleeping for longer stretches, only waking up 1 time between 11pm and 8am. He seems happy to be in his own room. He has even been less fussy in the evenings, which could be because he is getting older or it could be that we are bringing him up to his room sooner to go to bed. Who knows, but we are loving it!

It was kind of a  hard adjustment for me the first night because I was so worried that I wouldn't hear him if he wasn't in his cradle in our room. But with the monitor on full blast and both bedroom doors open it hasn't been an issue. I tend to wake up just by instinct around the time that he wants to eat anyway even before he starts crying and that hasn't changed with him in a separate room.

I think it was a good decision to move our little man into his own room, it seems early by some standards but honestly our whole family is sleeping better. OK our little dog Gulliver might not be sleeping as well but that's just because he worries about the baby when  he isn't nearby, its really very sweet.

Adventures in Breastfeeding

When I was pregnant I always knew that I wanted to breastfeed due to the countless benefits for both me and Elliot. Breast milk is the most complete nutrition for infants, it is easier for them to digest than formula, as long as your milk supply is strong you never have to measure or worry if they are getting enough. It decreases healing time after delivery, burns 500-1000 calories a day to help lose the baby weight, and allows for extra snuggling time for mom and baby!! It was an obvious decision for me but I didn't realize how hard breast feeding would be.

As women are bodies are designed to breastfeed so I just assumed that breastfeeding would come naturally to both me and Elliot, this has not been the case. Breastfeeding has been quite a challenge for me, but it is still something I am determined to stick to until Elliot is at least 6 months old.

Since I had a c-section I was in the hospital for 3 days after delivery which gave me lots of time to practice nursing. Elliot refused to latch on from the very beginning, he just became so easily frustrated as soon as I would bring him to my breast thus not getting the nutrition he needed. In the first few days after delivery, all that a woman's body produces is colostrum (a thick substance rich in vitamins)  until her milk comes in several days after delivery. Since Elliot wouldn't latch on I had to use a pump to get the colostrum and we fed it to him from our finger tips.

For most babies the colostrum that their mom's produce in the first few day after birth is plenty for them, but Elliot was  getting dehydrated and on the verge of developing jaundice. For this reason the doctor suggested that we start supplementing with a bottle for each feeding with some donated breast milk since mine had not come in yet. We decided this was a great idea and it prevented the little man from developing jaundice. For the next several day before my milk came in I would pump every 2 hours, then we would feed him the colostrum and then give him a bottle of donated breast milk.

I think the fact that we had to introduce a bottle so early confused him and made it difficult for him to latch on so we had to begin nursing with the assistance of a nipple shield so that my breast feels more like a bottle to his mouth. Although I am not too fond of the nipple shield it is much easier than pumping and feeding him the bottle each time so I will take what I can get. All of the lactation consultants that I have met with  said its rare for a baby to require the nipple shield for the entire time they are nursing so I am hopeful that someday soon Elliot will be able to kick that habit.

Now that Elliot and I are in a good routine for nursing I am trying to build up a little bit of a freezer supply of breast milk so that if anything every happens and I need to be away from him for longer than planned he will still have breast milk to eat. It has been quite a challenge for me to build my supply. I try to pump after each feeding and when I do that two or three times I then get enough milk for one bottle feeding. Ted likes to give Elliot a bottle in the evenings so I can sleep, so I always try to pump at least one bottle per day. Finding the time to pump after each feeding is rather challenging to be honest, it leaves little time for resting between Elliot's feedings.

Although breastfeeding has been more of a challenge than I was expecting, I am determined to see it through. The most important thing to me is that my son gets my breast milk because it is the best nutrition for him. For any one who is pregnant or planning to get pregnant who is reading this my advice is learn as much about breastfeeding before the baby arrives as possible. I made that mistake thinking that it would all come naturally and unfortunately for us it didn't for me or Elliot.

Schedule or not?

I think I am finally getting the hang of this mommy thing!! Elliot and I are starting to get onto a schedule. He generally wakes up for the day around 7 or 8 and eats every two hours until about 8pm. Around 8pm he starts cluster feeding every 45 minutes to an hour. This allows his belly to get full enough that he will sleep for 4 or 5 hours starting around 11pm or midnight.

Having a schedule makes this all way easier. Sometimes Elliot refuses fi follow the schedule but at least it gives me something to strive for.

Elliot has already gained more than a pound since he was born. His newborn size clothes don't really fit him any more which makes me a little sad. I also love to see my little guy growing so quickly!!!

Sleep, or lack there of

I am finding it increasingly difficult to find time to post now that I have a newborn in the house. Even though he spends a good chunk of his time sleeping some how I feel busy all the time. I feel like the little man is constantly attached to my boob eating (meaning I get lots of TV time in) and when he isn't I am snuggling with him to keep him from crying or I am making a mad dash around the house to straighten up while he sleeps. Every day I keep saying I will get out to run errands but when the little dude is wanting to eat every 2 hours it makes it kind of hard to get out and about for any worthwhile amount of time.

We have been incredibly fortunate that our little man is such a good sleeper. During the day he will only sleep for about 1 hour or so between feedings, then he loves to have snuggle time with mommy and daddy. He also just loves to stare at his mobile above his crib! At night he usually gives me about a 5 hour stretch of straight sleep!!! I never thought I would be a person who gets excited about 5 hours of sleep but trust me with a new born 5 hours is magical.

Every day I am starting to enjoy motherhood a little bit more. For the first few weeks I was really struggling with the baby blues which just made me into a basket case. I was constantly crying about something and I  didn't feel like  myself. The last 4 or 5 days though I have really started to feel like myself again and I have just fallen in love with being a mother. Nothing makes me happier than holding my baby, other than maybe seeing my husband snuggled up with the baby!

Every one tells you how hard becoming a parent is with the lack of sleep and the constant demands and they are right. I noticed while I was pregnant and even now that very few people tell you about the pure joy of becoming a parent, most people focused on the negative aspects of parenthood.But I have never been more happy in my life than when I am at home with my husband and my son, I am adjusting to the sleep deprivation, and I have realized that I will never have a more important job than being a wife to my husband and a mother to my son.

where are we now?

My body is finally starting to feel good again after the c-section. It took two weeks but my incision is no longer painful every time I get up or roll over in bed. It is still a bit tender to the touch, but I suspect that will be the case for quite a while. All my swelling from the IV I got while in the hospital has also gone away which means that my clothes fit again and I can wear normal shoes. I weighed myself the other day and I lost 25 lbs already!!! Only about 7 to go to get back to my pre-baby weight (although I hope to keep losing more with the help of breastfeeding).

Just as I was starting to feel like a human again I developed an infection in one of my breasts from breastfeeding called Mastitis and holy cow is it painful. It was causing me to have a fever and chills and to feel nauseous, also a headache and body aches in addition to the swollen and painful breast (sorry tmi). After a few days of feeling that way I finally went to the doctor and am now on antibiotics and starting to feel much better. My headaches have ceased, my fever and chills are gone and I am actually able to eat again with out feelin sick!

Meanwhile, Ted developed a fever and a cold meaning that he couldn't hold the baby for fear that he might be contagious. Poor Ted was not able to help me with the baby at all for 2 days because we just couldn't risk the baby getting what he had since Elliot is only 2 weeks old. Which left almost everything to me, stressful to say the least. I became frustrated more easily because I didn't have Ted as back up with his special daddy tricks to sooth the baby and I just got burned out. But Ted is feeling much better today so I am hoping that he will be able to help me more now. I know it was killing Ted not being able to hold the baby and having to sleep in a different room than us.

My house is a complete disaster because I just don't feel like cleaning, until 2 days ago I couldn't go up and down my stairs more than once a day so that was my excuse. Now that I am feeling better I feel i should focus more on keeping my house clean, but some how i suspect that won't really happen for a while still.

Elliot is doing great he is growing every day, and learning new things all the time. He makes the sweetest faces at me and sometimes cries just so I will hold him, which makes my heart melt and sometimes makes me frustrated. Although the last couple of weeks have been extremely challenging because I haven't felt well I know I will get better and things will get easier and my prize is my wonderful, adorable,healthy, sweet, handsome son who I love more and more every day.

Elliot's Birth Story

Elliot Theodore Blake Holleran was born January 29th at 3:34 am. He weighs 7 pounds 9 ounces and is 19 inches long. Ted and I could not be any happier. Elliot and I are both healthy after a long and unsuccessful induction!

I arrived at the hospital 7:30am Friday January 27th to begin my induction, at which point I was already 10 days past my due date . Going in i had high hopes that the induction would be successful, I suspected that it would be long since I had not begun to dilate in time, but successful.

Shortly after arriving my doctor gave me a dose of cytotec to help soften my cervix and begin contractions. The medication did not work very quickly fir me it was boy until the middle of the night on the 27th that I began to have regular and painful contractions. Since I figured the labor would be quite bait longer I really wanted a good nights sleep do I asked the nurse for phentanol so I could sleep.

The phentanol helped a lot and I was able to get about three hours of sleep. But to my disappointment I woke up and my contractions had stopped and I had only dilated to two centimeters in about 24 hours.

After another dose of cytotec my cervix had finally dilated enough that the doctors were able to begin pitocin to really get my labor started. That stuff really works, within afew hours I had dilated another centimeter and was having regular contractions. It was not long before I was begging for the epidural, which I received about 8 pm on the 28th.

The epidural allowed me to sleep for a few hours because I really hoped the induction round still take because getting a c section was my worst fear and I wanted to avoid if at all possible. By 1 am Ted was asleep and my mom had gone to the hotel to sleep, when the nurse checked me and I had failed to make any more progress.

Elliot was no longer tolerating the pitocin and his heart rate began to drop. Around 2am my doctor decided that a c section was the best idea and the safest way for both me and Elliot. Inimmediatly freaked out and just started balling because I was so scared. But I also knew I had to do it because it was the only way I would get to meet my son

Ted called my mom and his mom who both rushed over to the hospital. They prepped me for surgery and both Ted and my mom were able to be in the operating room with me.

The whole surgery was a big blur to me because I was under so much medication. I remember it went quickly and it wasnt long before I was in the recovery room holding my son.

Although my birth was pretty much nothing like I imagined it but both my son and I are healthy and happy! Elliot is more fun everyday and I am loving being a mother. My husband is such a wonderful father it makes me a little teary eyed when I see him holding Elliot! Life could not be better.

40 weeks 5 days

Its 6 am on a Sunday morning and I am officially 5 days past my due date. Which is very typical from what I hear for first time pregnancies but that comes as no comfort at all. As you all know I started my maternity leave 5 days ago and I am so glad I did because I have spent the last 4 days with a horrible cold. I literally didn't even leave my house or get out of my pajamas for 3 days.

Being sick really made me glad that I didn't have the baby yet, but now that I feel human again, all I want is to go into labor. A small part of me is still holding out that I will go into labor on my own but I am pretty sure that the only way this baby is coming out is if I get induced. Friends and family keep telling me there is no way to know that I will have to be induced (and I hope they are right) but its just a gut feeling. I really don't want to be induced because its just so much harder than laboring naturally and it significantly increases your chances of a c-section which is my biggest fear. I hope my pessimistic attitude is just due to impatience, and that this baby will prove me wrong!

I have family in town right now and more coming in this week to meet the baby and I am so worried that I won't even have the baby by the time my out of state family leaves. I hoping that at my doctors appointment on Tuesday that we can set a date for induction for later this week, but my doctor might just make me wait until January 31st when I reach 42 weeks before she will induce me. I really hope that doesn't happen for my own selfish reasons and also because I want my family to meet the little guy so badly.  It would break their hearts and mine to have traveled  all this way not to even meet the little man.

Here is to hoping that my instincts are wrong, and that labor will start naturally and soon! OK my venting is done.

Yes I am still pregnant

Yesterday was the due date and we still have no baby and surprisingly I am OK with that. If you had asked me two days ago how I felt about it I would have given you a completely different answer but today I am alright with still being pregnant. The little man is still comfortable in there for now, but if nothing has changed by my appointment next week the doctor will start discussing and induction.

I don't know if it is the fact that I could be induced next week that has put my mind at ease or if its the fact that yesterday was my last day at work. As I have mentioned many times here before work has been one of the biggest stresses for me through out my pregnancy. I love my job but man doing my job pregnant is 10 times harder than it was before pregnancy. I think every pregnant woman deserves a damn medal, I mean seriously being pregnant is the hardest thing that I have ever done let alone working through the entire pregnancy.

I have gotten really mixed opinions about when to start my maternity leave. Until last week I had planned on working until I went into labor, but over the weekend I changed my mind. A few weeks ago I cut my hours back to part time which was amazing for a few weeks but I think I have reached the end of my rope and it was time for me to start my maternity leave.

I might regret this decision later when I have a week less with the baby but I really feel like this was the best route for me (plus Ted is thrilled, its a week sooner that he gets to cut back to part time). I feel so much more relaxed and OK with still being pregnant than I did knowing I had to go to work one more day. I had to give myself a pep talk every morning to convince myself that I could make it through the day. That's just not how I wanted to spend my last few days before my son arrives.

I am going to spend my last few days before the baby arrives, relaxing, cleaning and enjoying the last few days of silence that I will ever have!

Just one more day?

Here I am January 16th, the day before my son's due date and still very pregnant. Every one I talked to thought that I would go early because my belly is so big (never say that to a pregnant lady by the way), but nope here I am almost to my due date. I am honestly at the point where I feel like I am going to have to be induced because NOTHING is happening on its own.

My ten year old sister Jett was guessing that the baby's birthday would be January 20th, the same as hers, and now I am thinking she was the closest all along. This little guy is in there for the long run, he is just super comfortable.

Maybe I am wrong but I am guessing its going to be at least another week possibly two until my Dr will induce me and that's when this little dude will arrive! Trying to hold on to that last little bit of patience that must be within me somewhere.

Giving In

I have come to the realization that this little man is going to make his appearance whenever he is ready and I need to be patient. From my last post you all know that I am not patient at all, so this is becoming increasingly difficult every day. But I am surrendering to the baby...

I have accepted the fact that this little man is not going to show up a single day earlier than he is ready no matter how much spicy food I eat or squats I do. The more I think about it the more I realize I don't want him to come until he is ready. He is staying in for a reason and I need to let him cook until he is ready. After all the most important thing to me is that our son comes out healthy, so I am going to let him and the doctors decide when the best time is.

The next several days or weeks until this little one arrives will consist of cuddle time with my husband and as much relaxation time as I can squeeze in. Once the baby arrives I know Ted and I won't have the time to just relax and enjoy each others company the way that we have been able to, so I want to enjoy that as much as possible before we officially become parents. We are ready for the little man to make his much anticipated appearance anytime now, but until then I am just going to relax and let things happen.