Wednesday August 22nd, Vacation Day #5

Day # 5, what can I say about Day number five.    Actually, what can I not say about that day.  It was absolutely crammed packed to the limit, and I almost don’t know where to start.

The beginning is probably the best place, isn’t it?

Aunty Ruth and JosiahWe got up early, and left the house around 8am headed into North Vancouver.  We were going to have breakfast with Great Grandpa and Aunty Ruth and Aunty Hope at the Eighties Restaurant. 

A little background history for ya’ll….My parents started going to the Eighties Restaurant back in 1981 when Debbie was born.  My dad took us kids there when Mom was in the hospital and had just given birth to  my sister Debbie.  So, we’ve been going to this restaurant for quite a few years.  I was only 6 years old, and Dad fed me split pea soup.  I barfed it all over the green vinyl booth, and have never eaten split pea soup since then.

Back to Wednesday morning…….we made it into North Van. in record time.  I don’t know what was up with traffic, but there was none.  Yah for summer time!  We got to see Grandpa and my two Great Aunt’s, and it was the first time that they got to see and hold Josiah for the first time (outside of pictures on here). 

Auty Hope & JosiahAnother weird tidbit of info……I’ve taken all 4 of my kids to Eighties shortly after they’ve been born, to visit and meet family.  It’s almost a tradition of sorts.

It was so nice to see my grandfather and Aunt’s, but also it was sad, ’cause my Grandma wasn’t there.  I thought about how she would have loved to have seen Josiah.  I have pictures of her with Geli, Xan and Jeremy, but not Josiah……too sad!  I tell myself that it’s okay ’cause she’s holding the babies that I never got to, and loving them until I get there.

Josiah was a little stinker (literally), and pooped almost as soon as Aunty Hope got to hold him.  This kid is a champion pooper, and we have gone through SO MANY diapers.  I’d say that it’s not even funny, but at this point, it’s gone beyond being not funny, and way passed over into being halarious.  I kid you not, the kid can go through 20 diapers a day.  He’s a pooping machine.  I think that his system might finally be starting to regulate because Jon’s changed him twice now, and there was only pee in the diaper.  I know that’s relly not exciting to anyone but us, but to us……’s a MAJOR EVENT!

Great Grandpa and JosiahAnyway, we had a really nice breakfast other than totally messing up the waitress by ordering 4 of the same breakfasts with just slight variations, and for some reason…asking for “no toast” really threw her off.  And then I ate Grandpa’s meal ’cause they switched ours by accident…..oh well!  It all worked out in the end, and no one ended up hungry.

I love this picture, and it’s neat that you can really see my Grandpa’s two different colored eyes.  There’s nothing wrong with them; they are just two different colors.  Neat, eh?

Here we have the oldest and the youngest men in the family.  Actually, Everyone says that Josiah looks just like Jeremy did, and even I have to agree that there is a strong resmeblance.  They have the same nose, and………I’ve always wondered where Jeremy’s nose comes from.  I like to be able to see the different family members coming through in the different children, but I’ve never really been able to figure out where Jeremy’s nose came from. It’s not weird or anything, but it’s just not the same as my nose or as Jon’s.

Jon took some pics of Grandpa and Jeremy, and I think the mystery is solved.  Jeremy has Grandpa Kennedy’s nose.  See for yourself.

J & Grandpa


see the resemblance...

 and here…….(stupid picture won’t center)

and again....

I see it….can you see it? 

Click here to see all the pics from Eighties on Flickr. 

After Breakfast, we headed into Vancouver to do a fly-by drop-in on Uncle Chris.  We weren’t planning on staying for a loooong visit, just long enough for him to be happy when we left.  We can cause quite the commotion wherever we go.  The girls and Uncle Chris played a few games of Dung Beetle…..don’t know what that is????  You’ll have to go in and visit Chris to find out.  He’s a champion Dung Beetle player, and is ruthless.  He won every game that they played, but it’s still fun!

Dung Beetle with Uncle Chris

Cuddles with Uncle ChrisAfter the card game, Josiah had a quick cuddle with Uncle Chris.

He loves to cuddle.  (Josiah, that is.)

We stayed for about 45 minutes, and then left to go to down to Granville Island. 

Chris had been hooked up to the IV all day at this point.  Normally, he gets about an hour around lunch time, but because of the way the nurse hung the meds, he didn’t end up getting his lunch time break……..

So, hopefully we were a bit of a diversion from staring at his four walls.  Fabulous walls that they are….it can get a bit much to spend ALL DAY EVERY DAY cooped up inside your room.

He’s definately feeling and looking better.  It’s nice to see him getting more mobile and recovering more and more every time we go in.

Click here to see all the pics from our visit with Uncle Chris.

Playing at the ParkThen we headed on down to Granville Island.  The kids had been waiting for quite a few days to go here.  We parked, and hit a small playground first, to let the kids burn off a bit of steam.

Jon was sitting on the other end of the teeter totter in this pic, and would let it bump onto the ground, and Jeremy would laugh and laugh and laugh…until he had enough, and then it wasn’t fun anymore.

This was the smallest park ever.  It had 3 teeter totters and 3 swings, but it was in the shade, and had a bench and so I could nurse Josiah, which is what I spent most of the day doing.

I HATE “snack” nursing, but I was trying so hard to just go with the flow, and enjoy the day, regardless of the fact that Josiah wasn’t getting a FULL feed, and as a result wanted to eat every 5 minutes.

After the park we headed out to see what we could find.  We window shopped quite a bit`at all the little artist studios.  There is some really cool stuff down there.  We made it Sardinesover to the Public Market where we had promised the kids that we’d check out the weird, different, and unique fruits and try them out.

 Once we got inside, the first thing we saw was the fish……always exciting.

YUCK!  But so much fun for little boys!

We picked out 6 different fruits to try, and not one of them was disgusting……so obviously we did not try that Indonesian fruit that smells like poo….what’s it called??? Oh yah!  Hairy FruitDurian or something like that…..YUCK!

We took a bunck of pictures, and I was really proud that all 3 kids tried every single piece of fruit regardless of how strange it looked.

This one was all hairy on the outside, and I forget the name of it, but it was kind of like a Lychee.  It was a bit like a grape looking thing on the inside, and was kinda sweet tasting.  Everyone liked it in spite of the hair.

Inside Kid's ZoneThe absolute highlight of the Granville Island trip was going to Kid’s Zone. 

The kids had been asking since we got there if we could go over to the Kid’s Zone, and we used it to hang over their heads every time they bickered or acted up.  Finally we made it over there, and I was getting tired, but we wandered in and out of EVERY. SINGLE. STINKIN’. STORE. IN. THE. WHOLE. FREAKIN’ PLACE.

And we had a good time….gash darn it!

I think that the best part, was that Great Grandpa had given each of the kids $5.00 and they could spend it on whatever they wanted.

How fun is that?

 Click here to see ALL the pics from our Granville Island Trip.

 It was 5:30pm when we finally wrapped up at the Kid’s Zone, and the kids would have loved to stay, but I was wanting to get home by 9pm, and if we were going to finish up our day the way I had planned then we needed to get a move on.

We wandered back to the van, and headed out into the lovely world of 5:30pm DOWNTOWN Vancouver Traffic.

Fully Clothed and Soaking Wet It had been so long since either Jon or I had been tooling around Vancouver in traffic that we forgot all about it.  It took us a lot longer to head on down to English Bay than we had planned, but after some sweet manuvering on Jon’s part, and some serious eye cringing, passenger side braking, and arm rest clutching, and only one yelling match with a Handy Dart Bus Driver (Nice Jon!  Really Nice!  Way to set an example for the kids.)

We made it to the Beach.

The kids were so excited.  It’s been a LOOOOOONG time since we’ve been to a beach.

We hadn’t planned on going to the beach when we set out in the morning, as so weren’t dressed for the beach, and had no spare clothes to change into.

Apparently, that doesn’t matter if your 6.  It took him all of about 2 minutes from the time we hit the sand until he was soaked all the way up to his shoulders.  The girls were sure he was going to get in trouble, and were shocked when I said that I didn’t care if they got wet, it would just mean going home naked and cold.  That wasn’t much a deterrant, and as soon as dinner was done, they went swimming as well.

Changing Diapers

Here is another shot of how our time with Josiah is spent.

If I’m not nursing him, then odds are that we’re changing a diaper.  Gotta get a few shots that show our REAL life at this exact moment.

Diapers, Boobs and Sore Backs from cuddling a sleeping baby.  This is truely the life.

The funniest part of the evening was when Jon got back from getting the fish and chips.  He had even purchased an extra piece of fish so that he and I could have 2 pieces for……3 freaking dollars.  What a joke!

He put the box of fish and the box of chips down on the log that we were sitting on, and then walked away to take a picture of the kids dow by the water.

I was nursing the baby (what’s new) and about 6 seagulls came over and one actually stole a piece of fish right out of the box. It was only a foot and a half away from me, and I was hollering at the stupid thing.  But it was too late.  He had managed to drag it out of the box and into the sand.  One piece down, but thankfully all 6 birds hadn’t converged on us and taken everything.  It was pretty funny especially when Jon told me that he had to buy that one extra piece over and above the other meals that he had bought. 

Those seagulls are too cheeky!

We had a great day, and although I was tired at the end of it, to hear the 3 kids talk all the way home about how much fun they had….was worth it…almost!

Click here to see all the English Bay Pictures.

The Catch Up Post (with WAY TOO MANY pictures)

Wow!  It’s been almost a week since I posted anything…..okay…maybe not a week, but it’s been 5 days, and that’s a week’s worth of work.  Any way, we are officially on VACATION right now.

It’s Fabulous *snort*…..yah!  A vacation at home with 3 bigs kids, and one newborn, and a husband who is still trying to catch up on a back log of work in his “down time”, and a messy house, and activites scheduled and then having to be “arranged” around a nursing baby’s schedule, and a screaming baby when we are on the road and it’s feeding time, and that’s just the tip of the fun we’ve been having…….OH THE JOYS!

As I mentioned last time, we decided NOT to go on vacation up to Vasseaux Lake, and instead we would stay home where we had all the gear, and didn’t have to pack anything up, and then just spend money on random bits of fun here locally. 

On Friday night, We invited friends of ours over and we had a birthday party for one of our friends. 

Holly's Birthday

Yah!  It was the first time that I’d had anything at our house, and well… went pretty well, but things took a little onger than I had expected.  EVERYTHING takes longer with a newborn around. 

Dave and JosiahWe even had a surprise guest from Labanon.  Jon’s brother was in town, and came out for the party. 

It was nice to see him, and for him to be able to see Josiah for the first time.  They only just left, so it was a nice surprise to see him again soo soon. 

It was a fun night for all, until the babies started to go beyond what they could handle, and everything was shut down, and we all parted ways to put the children to bed. 

Do they really even realize what power they hold at such a young age?

On Saturday, we “showed up at our cabin for the week” and would you believe it????…….the last people to use the place had left it a mess…..can you believe it?  So we had to spend our first day at the “vacation cabin” cleaning up.  That was Saturday….ALL DAY! because they fussed for the entire day about “HAVING” to clean up, and it took ALL FREAKIN’ DAY to get the house cleaned.  Talk about frustrating…..  We did go out to a nie Greek Food restauraant with Denver and Debbie, but I forgot my camera.  Lucky for us, Debbie had hers, so as soon as she sends the pics to me (HINT, HINT) I can post those.

Sunday we got up and we thought about going to church, and then quickly dismissed that idea ’cause it would have meant that we needed to rush, and I really wasn’t into rushing.  I’m feeling the lack of sleep these days.  It’s not too bad, and I’m really not complaining, ’cause this little angel child only wakes at 2am and 5am (like I’ve mentioned before) and mostly just eats and falls right back to sleep unless he gets a air bubble that he won’t let go of.  He really likes to hold onto his burps.  It really takes an act of God to get him to burp. 

Hanging at StarbucksAny way, we went into Vancouver to see Chris, and then we were going to go to Granville Island and check out the market and see if we could find any “weird, cool, unique and unfamiliar fruits” that we could try out for fun.  We might not send our kids with a dollar to the candy store at Granville Island, but we will take them there and search out weird fruits…..hey, if you say it with enough excitement in your voice – you can make just about anything sound fun.

We stayed with Chris for a long time, and had a REALLY GOOD TIME, but by the time we were done, we couldn’t go to Granville Island.  It was too late – maybe another day.  Instead we took the kids to Red Robins, and they were wonderful little angels.  Which was a miracle, as they’ve been a bit wild recently.

We had to stop at the Farm Market to pick up some fruits and veggies on our way home, and Jon took the kids into the Market while I sat in the car and nursed Josiah.  Josiah was still going strong when they were finished, and so they played in the gravel parking lot.  Who knew that a gravel parking lot could be so much fun.  See how sad they are to be leaving…what a bunch of goofs.

Not Happy

On Monday, Jon worked in the moring while the kids tore the house apart, and I tried to sleep (Sooooooo tired – I know……I’m a whiner, I have it sooooo easy)  Then we all pack up and went to the Matinee for Ratatouille.  The kids loved it, and it was actually a really cute movie.  We had to go into Langley to see see the movie ’cause that was the ONLY place close that was still playing the movie.  After the movie was over we went and visited  my Dad at his office, and then went shopping for a few baby things.

We ended up picking up backpacks and school shoes for the kids, so they were happy.

That brings us to today.  We had a bunch of stuff planned.  Little things that required little to no money.  We were going to hit the Library, and let the kids take 5 dollars each and spend it at the Dollar Store, go to all 3 parks at Mill Lake, and finish up shopping for school supplies. (I just have a few things left to pick up). 

Jason & JosiahA friend of ours called us this morning, and adjusted those plans for us.  YAH!

Jason is down from Prince George, and got to see and hold Josiah.

I’m posting this picture to drive Lise mad with envy, and then maybe she’ll move back…..or maybe she’s still holding out hope that we’ll move up there.

Anyway, Love ya girl, and miss ya tons. 

It was so nice to see Jason, and we talked and talked and talked, and still didn’t get to say everything that we’ve have liked to.  We could talk forever. 

We really miss these guys.  They are AMAZING people, and we are worse off because they’ve moved so blinking far away.

 Movin’ on before I start thinking about it too much and cry…..

We did get out and pick up a bunch of school supplies, but I’m still looking for a few specific things.  Jon did take the kids to ONE of the parks at Mill Lake, but aside from an amazing visit, our day was pretty much shot.

Here is a cute picture of our little demon angel.

Here he is at one week old.

and Here’s Two Weeks

And we Absolutely LOVE this Lion King shot….love the arms and legs. 
They’re so long and scrawny.

Alrighty, I have so much more, but the little man is calling, and so I must go.

 Go and check out the new pics up over here.

……Just Busy

My Mom left this comment yesterday, and while I’d love you all to delurk and leave a comment just so I know who’s out there reading my blatherings – this is totally not why I’ve not posted.


Just wondering if you are waiting for everyone to wish you a Happy Blog-i-versary before you contiue on with your blog….or if it is as I thought just very busy,….. Anyway Hapy Blog-i-versary I love you. Love Momma I love Uncle Wayne’s comments on the flip side.

Things have been a bit crazy around here.  Josiah’s got a bit of a diaper rash, and I think it’s probably yeast (which totally sucks ’cause I thought we had gotten rid of all the yeast in me).  Jeremy needs a root canal, and I hurt Jon by a comment I made in regards to this whole situation.  We went to our regular dentist, and J wigged out, and so we’ve been referred to a pediatic dentist in Mission.  Yah! (How much is that going to cost us?)  I think Geli is starting to hit puberty…….10’s a little early to start getting boobies, ain’t it?  Mind you, I was a late bloomer……really late….like YEARS behind all my friends.  Oh Well!  Nothing I can do about it, except enjoy……and let me tell you, the mood swings are wicked fun!

We’vew been waffling about going on vacation next week, AND…………we’re not going.  “BOO HOO!”  If I could be completly impulsive, and just throw some stuff in the van and go and enjoy myself – then maybe we could go, but Josiah would only be 2 weeks old, and things are still rather insane, and I don’t think I have enough clothes for him for a week.  I’m doing laundry EVERYDAY!  and that’s just his stuff, not to mention the mountain of folding and stuff to put away that’s taken over my living room.  I just can’t.  I wouldn’t have a good time ’cause I wouldn’t be relaxed, and I think I’ll be able to relax more here. 

So, we’re just going to have fun doing stuff around the Fraser Valley and the Lower Mainland.

Josiah chewed off my right nipple last night in the middle of the night, and I know you were just dying to know about that…..well, it hurts, and so if I get to experience the pain and misery of it first hand, then you all can enjoy the pain and misery of it second hand.  I like to share like that.

I can’t believe these bloggers that pop a baby out, and then still post every day…….How do they do it?  It’s not for lack of material on my part…..Jeremy is still pumping out the funnies on a minute to minute basis….just the energy and motivation to get at it.  I’m tired, and yet I have the world’s best baby. 

Seriously,  He’s put himself on a quasi-schedule.  He nurses at 5pm, 7pm, 9pm, has a bath at 10:30pm, nurses to sleep at 11 pm, sleeps until 2 am, nurses to sleep (in my bed) until 5am, then again until 7am (then we get up), and the 9 am, and 11 am, and 1pm, and 3 pm, and then we’re back to dinner time the next day.

Unbelievable!  He nurses for about 20 minutes at a feeding, and hardly ever cries!  I have been so blessed.  I am so thankful for my sweet boy.  He is more than I ever could have hoped for or imagined.

In My Arms

In My ArmsHe’s 5 days old in this picture, and in my arms. 

I could cry just typing that, but I’m trying not to.  I’ve longed for this time with everything in me for so long, and am almost unbelieving that it’s my reality…..until the older three start “molesting” the baby, and I have to beat them off with a stick.

Then I have no trouble believing that he’s here.

It’s funny, ’cause at the dinner table last night, Jon asked the kids if having Josiah here was better or worse than they thought it would be.

Geli pipes up trying to sound like it’s all good, but Xan with her brutal honesty says, “It’s worse!

At least we know that she speaks her mind….

Jon asked her to explain, and she said that Josiah is kinda boring.  All he does is sleep and eat and poop, and they can’t play with him at all.  Now, if only they’d “actually get it” as opposed to just thinking it.  They keep wanting play with him as if he’s a toy.  It probably doesn’t help that I won’t let them hold him, like….EVER!

Okay, that’s not true, and they hold him at least once a day, but I swear…..he is going tobe the most spoiled child ever.  I haven’t hardly put him down, and only very reluctantly give him over to someone else.

And I don’t even care if you think that’s a problem………..or that I might be creating a problem…..I’ll deal with that later, if I need to.  Unless you’ve held your not living child in your arms, and then had to walk away and leave him or her knowing that the one brief moment will be all you will ever have…….all you will ever know……..all you can ever hope to be able to remember……….then, you have no idea what I’ve gone through, and I will hold my child for as long as I want to.

It’s so unbelievable!  It’s hard to believe that he’s here.  Josiah is in my arms.  I don’t have to worry about whether or not he will be alive tomorrow or not.  I don’t have to wonder if he’s just sleeping and that’s why he’s not moving, or if it’s too late, and once again Ill be making that trip down the hospital hallway, and walking into that elevator without a baby car seat, and a baby in it.  Driving in an empty car where the silence is crushing me under it’s heaviness.  Coming home to a still and empty house, and realizing that I’m as empty inside as my house feels, and there is nothing I can do except to let the grief flood over and consume me.

This time the end result was so different…………Thank God!

I could just sit and stare at Josiah for hours…….except for the fact that reality hits, as my other three try to out scream each other over who gets to make pancakes with Dad this morning….’cause we couldn’t possibly take turns, now, could we?

but regardless of what goes on…….Josiah is in my arms, and I’m grateful and thankful for that, each and every moment of each and every day.

So Behind and Scrambling to get caught up…….

Well, we’ve have a rough couple of nights, and I’m not complaining, just in case you’re hearing it like that.  But Josiah seemed to have his days and nights mixed up.

He’d sleep from feeding to feeding from about 11am until about 7pm, and then be half awake/asleep from 7pm until 1am, when he’d pretty much be awae and nursing from 1 until about 5am.  About 3am, I’d start to cry, and well…..we’ve figured out that he just wants to suck, and so he’s been propped up on a pillow beside me, and sucking on his soother.

BUT LAST NIGHT……Oh last night was glorious.  He nursed around 11pm, and than Jon gave him a bath, and then he nursed again, and then Jon walked with him until sometime after midmight, then gave him back to me to nurse.  He slept until almost 3am, and then nursed himself to sleep until 5am, and then nursed himself to sleep until 7am, and then nursed himself to sleep until 9am. 

Fortunately, he nurses well int he laying down position, and so other than waking up to pop him onto the other side……I ACTUALLY GOT TO SLEEP A BIT LAST NIGHT!

I feel kind of almost human.  It had been 4 nights of not very much sleep, and I’m not a terribly great afternoon napper……I guess I just wasn’t tired enough, eh?

Josiah’s a bit yellow…but still we’re not concerend yet, as he is awake WAY more than the other kids were, AND the jaundice hasn’t made it to his hands and feet yet.  Apparently it starts at the head, and works it’s way down the limbs.  So far we’ve made it to his elbow and upper thigh, but the Health Care Nurse who popped by yesterday said that by day 5 it sould be at it’s worst – so that’s today……so I think we’re okay.

He is still such a good baby, and we are so happy.

The kids are still nuts and trying to figure out how this 6th person fits onto our family.  Frends of our came over yesterday, and they have a 10 month old.  I was able to show the kids that, “See, Josiah would be fun soon, but right now he’s not a toy.

They are ALL OVER him.  It’s insane. 

I have so much more to write, but I didn’t do my hair or make up yesterday, and I felt bad ALL DAY!  So, I’m off to get ready for the day….even if it is already 10:45am.  Yikes!

We’re Home!

Thanks for all your thoughts and Conratulations and Well Wishes.

We are home, and so happy.  It almost feels like a dream.

Xandra said to me yesterday tht she almost doesn’t even really believe that Josiah is here and that he’s ours to keep.  She said it seems like a dream, and I have to agree with her.

That’s how it feels to me.

I’ve uploaded a bunch of pictures onto Flickr, and you can click here to see them.

I’ll post the full story soon, but all I want to do right now is hold my baby, and not ever let him go.  Jon’s changing his diaper right now and so that’s why I’ve popped on to update you all.

He’s an amazing nurser, and SO CONTENT.  You could not ask for a better, happier, healthier baby.  We are so blessed. The kids are nuts trying to figure out how to adjust to a new little one.

The past 3 years has been just as hard on them as it has been on us.  My mom said they were absolutely insane on Saturday as they were waiting, not knowing what was going on.

They called so many times, and wanted to know if and when we’d be coming home.  NOt just me, but Josiah too….it’s been rough, and I didn’t realize until this weekend just how rough it’s been on ALL of us.

We are happy, and glad to be learning how to adjust to each other…’s a hoot!  I’ll post again soon.  Go see the pics.

Josiah Christopher Culley


Well, Josiah finally made it!  I say finally, but he was a week early…  Anyway, Patti’s water broke yesterday and she had a non-stress test at the hospital anyway, so when she went in for that, they took her vitals, and sent her home with instructions to come back this morning if she hadn’t started into labour all by her self.

Well this morning came and no labour, so we went into the hospital just after 7:30 and got all hooked up.  They started an IV drip at 1 unit per hour and then slowly increased it every half hour.  The most they can go to before they need a specialist is 20 units per hour and we got there.  We hung around until after 1:00pm and still no real contractions, but by 1:30 at 20 units per hour we started having contractions.  Then at about 2:30 they were actually really starting to hurt and Patti didn’t think that really anything had happened yet, so we better get some pain med for the rest of the ride.  Nurse made it in by about 2:35 and checked and Patti was at 7cm dilated and so went to get pain meds and call our dr.  The nurse came back in a few minutes later (now about 2:45) and got ready to give the pain meds.  Patti had a fairly hard contraction right then and the nurse quickly gave her the meds and then did another check and said that she was fully dilated and could push if she needed to.  so the next contraction Patti gave a good push and the entire head came out in one shot.  The cord was wrapped around the neck so they quickly pulled that out of the way and cut it, then removed the rest of the baby.  The time was 2:58.

The specialist showed up about 10 minutes too late and the pain meds kicked in about 10 minutes after that.  Good timing!!!

He weighed in at 7 lb 12 oz and was 20.9 inches long.  The nurse said that he had the largest umbilical cord she had ever seen, and was perfect in every way.

He is an amazing nurser and quite pleasant.  There are a million more photos of him and baby and him and relatives and him and flowers and him and so on.  I’ll let Patti choose which ones to post tomorrow, so you get the one above for now. (Ain’t he cute?!?)

Have a good night.

39 Weeks…..

Today marks the 39th week of this pregnancy, and hopefully the day of our little ones birth.

I was feeling quite tired about 9pm, and Momma suggested I lay down.  I slept off and on from 9-11pm, and then was awake from 11pm until 1am…..not fun!  I finally fell asleep again around 1am, and woke up this morning at 5am.

I’ve managed to kill some time just staring at the alarm clock, but now it’s 6am, and I’ll get ready for the day, and then around 7ish we’ll be off for the hospital.

No contractions, no nothing… it seems like I’ll be induced……….not sure how I feel about that.  Pray that it’s not too painful – I’ve heard that induced labour can brutal…not wanting brutal……would you?  It seems like this has just been such a different pregnancy, and nothing is familiar or reassuring.  I guess in some ways that’s good, but in other’s its very disconcerting.

Well, I’m off to get ready.  I do hope I have the most amazing news sooner as opposed to later.