She's my baby

I intended to write a long blog post today...and I have no idea where the day went.  I feel like 8 hours just flew by while I sat on the couch and nursed a teeny creature.  How'd that happen?

In the meantime, I give you this-
When Duff first visited my family in Indiana with me, he noticed something in my family that he'd noticed in me.  He calls it "The Hindman Face".  Basically, in the mornings, or when we're watching tv, or any other time when we're awake but perhaps not really THERE...our jaw drops open and our eyes droop, like there's a string connecting our jaw to our lids.  And there we sit...slack jawed and oblivious.  And let's just say it's not a good look.  On any of us.

While at the pediatrician's office on Monday for Liv's final bilirubin check (she's all clear!  More on that to come), I snapped this shot:

HINDMAN FACE!

Whoa

This little squirt:

has just rocked our world!

And turned Duff into the King of One Liners.

My favorite so far-on our way to the doctor's office on Thursday morning-we're both totally delirious and stressed and I told him I was worried we were going to be a few minutes late, and that surely they'd understand because I'd just given BIRTH 3 days before.  His response?  "Listen, babe, there's no way they can yell at me any louder than my own kid already has today."

My other favorite-as we were falling asleep that night-
"Lord, thank you for today, give us strength for tomorrow."

Amen.

THAT. JUST. HAPPENED.

Olivia Ann James

arrived 5:44 pm, Monday, November 2, 2009

7lbs, 20 inches

More to come!

Fortunately...

even the fortunes are on our side...

Wall Tat

The latest addition to Liv's room-her very own "wall tat" (as in tattoo), as Meg calls them-

We love it!

No baby yet...

but I DID stay at a Holiday Inn Express last night.


J/K.

Favorable

Went to the doctor this morning...you know, the appointment I wasn't supposed to make it to before going into labor?  It's cool.

Anyway my doctor is wonderful and said we've made a more progress-I'm even more "favorable" for delivery.  He said again that he's surprised I haven't gone into labor yet and that it could happen at any time.  I'm 38 weeks today, feeling good except for some major back pain (a combo of the baby's position and some sciatic nerve pain).  I can deal, as long as I don't have to walk a lot (and by walk I mean do my crazy peg-leg pirate pregnant waddle that's reminiscent of Elaine's dancing on Seinfeld).

I came home after and decided to watch 3 episodes of A Baby Story and 2 episodes of Birthday on TLC.  All in a row.  I figured maybe my uterus would feel taunted and get competitive?

Then after 2.5 hours of watching births, I realized my uterus is probably like the rest of me. 

When told I couldn't have dessert till I finished my dinner, I'd say no biggie, and skip dessert.
When I fell behind in family games of putt-putt golf, I'd start to play defensively, knocking other balls out of their position rather than trying to get mine in the hole.

I'm just not all that competitive.

Better luck next time, me.