Baby classes

To prepare for my arrival, mom and dad have been going to what they call prenatal classes. At first, dad wasn’t sure that they needed to go to these classes, because he said “how hard can it be to have a baby?” I don’t think that mom liked that comment too much…and she made him go anyway.

But, after the first class, dad still wasn’t so sure they were necessary and said that he wasn’t sure why he needs to go–he’s not the one that has to do any work. Again, mom didn’t like that comment too much. Sometimes I think that dad has a lot to learn! So, if dad isn’t the one doing any of the work, does that mean that it’s me that has to do it all? Or just some? Or is it all just mom? Maybe I should start paying attention in class so I know what to expect.

Although he was hesitant at first, both he and mom have been going for a few weeks now. And while mom thinks that these classes are helping her to know when I’m ready to make my appearance, they certainly aren’t helping to ease any of her fears. But, I know that she feels like she is more prepared. At the same time, I think that the classes may have made dad a little bit more afraid, too. But, mom says that at least now he knows how hard having a baby really is!

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36 weeks of baking

We’re almost there! This week, at 36 weeks old, mom says that I’m pretty much ready to come out. I’m about the size of a head of romaine lettuce and am between six and seven pounds now–enough to survive on the outside. And although I could be in here for about four more weeks, mom keeps saying that she thinks that I will make my appearance sooner.

In fact, mom was talking to someone the other day and they too said that I am baked enough to make my appearance. But wait a second, I didn’t know I was baking! Is that why it’s so hot in here sometimes? This could also be the reason that mom says she’s so hot all the time. And I’ve heard her say more than once that she’s roasting. I think that this is similar to baking, so does that mean that she’s really baking, too? Will I continue to bake on the outside? And does that mean that I’ll be hot on the outside, too? So many things to learn. I can’t wait until I come out and start getting the answers to some of my questions!

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Just like mom, I think that I will make my appearance sooner, rather than later. I guess it’s only a matter of time…the final countdown is on!

Nursery time

Since nanny and papa’s visit, mom has been in full gear trying to get my room in order. After they put the stickers up on the wall, it took a while for mom to get dad on board with this–I think mostly because my room was once his “man cave.” Mom keeps asking dad to help out by moving things out, cleaning, or even just setting up the crib, but he keeps saying “what’s the rush?” I think he wants to keep it his space as long as he can!

Dad also thinks that a lot of his stuff can stay in the room after I arrive, but mom doesn’t want any of that. He even thought that it’s ok for him to keep his beer fridge in there! Mom definitely wasn’t happy with that answer and tried to move the fridge out of there by herself. The fridge is gone now, but I know that there is still some more stuff in there that needs to be moved out. I know this because just about every day mom is asking dad to move something…so far it hasn’t worked so well! Mom does say that she needs to give dad credit, though, since he did put my crib (I think that’s where I will sleep?) together almost all on his own.

Mom’s sisteIMG_0810[1]r–who I think is different than my fur-sister, since she doesn’t sound the same–is making me a special chair that mom can rock me in. I know that mom is really excited about it, and I can’t wait to see it and try it out!

I can’t wait to see what my room on the outside will look like. Since space is getting so tight in here, I’m hoping that it is a bit more spacious!

35 weeks and feelin’ fine

Mom says that this week I am 35 weeks old, and that all the growth I’m experiencing is preparing me for my arrival.

At mom’s appointment this week, the doctor said that I am already a good-sized boy. Mom said that I am supposed to be about five and a half pounds, but doctor thinks that I am a bit bigger than that. He says that since I’m developing and growing so well that I really could make my appearance anytime now! I know that mom and dad are getting a bit scared and worried about my arrival, but I’m getting pretty excited!

Mom also found out that I’m now upside down, which means that my feet are up near mom’s ribs. I’ve noticed that when I kick and move, that I seem to be hurting mom a little bit more. I don’t want to hurt her, but sometimes I need to stretch a little bit–or sometimes I just want to dance! Mom really likes to listen to music, and she even dances around the house (but always when dad’s not looking). When she does this, I can’t help but join in too…it’s so much fun. I can’t wait for us to dance together when I’m on the outside.

Nanny and papa

This past weekend, mom still didn’t get any time to rest, since we had some visitors–people that mom called my nanny and papa. I think that these people are actually mom’s mom and dad. I’m not sure how that works, it seems pretty strange to me that my mom has a mom. Does that mean that at one time my mom was inside of her mom? And that after she came out, she was able to have me inside her? How long has she been out? And when I’m out that long, does that mean that I will have a baby growing inside me, too? I have so much to learn!

When nanny and papa were here, the first thing they did was take mom to another Blue Jays game. Dad didn’t go with them, since he had “better things to do,” and mom said that the game was a belated Father’s Day gift to papa. I can’t believe that there is a day dedicated just to dads…I’ll have to find out when that is, so I can take my dad to a Blue Jays’ game, too!

Mom seems to be having a lot of fun lately, with all these games and visitors. Dad says that she better enjoy it while she can, since my arrival will change everything. But, I really can’t see how my arrival will change everything, since mom already carries me around everywhere she goes. Maybe dad means that things will change for me?

After the game, mom, nanny and papa came home and started getting our house and my room in order for my arrival. Together with dad, the four of them started by putting some stickers up on my wall. It seemed to take quite a long time, and mom says that I better enjoy it. But, in the end, I think that they were all happy with it. When I hear things like this going on, it makes me excited to come out and meet everyone and see everything!

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34 weeks means mom’s getting tired!

Picture 001This week I’m 34 weeks old, and mom says that I’m the size of a butternut squash. Not only does she say that I’m the size of a squash, but she also says that I am probably almost five pounds. After reading this, mom said that five pounds doesn’t seem like a lot, but dad reminded her that my fur-sister Molly weighs just a little bit more than that–maybe I’m a bit bigger than she thought I was!

Mom has also started to say that carrying me around in her belly is taking a toll on her. Although I’m not sure what a toll means, I think that it has something to do with her being a lot more tired. She says that she can barely make it through the work day with her eyes open. But, I wonder, if her eyes are closed, how can she see where she’s going? I might not know a lot yet, but I do know that eyes are what we see with–I can actually now open and close my eyes in here. I don’t see a lot now, but I also know that will change when I come out. I can’t wait to see everything that’s going on on the outside!

I think that another part of the toll I’m taking is on her back. Mom keeps saying that as her belly grows, her back is getting more and more sore. She did go for a massage a couple weeks ago, but she says that any good that did has since been erased. I think that dad needs to take the hint and start giving her a nice massage at home. If only I could tell him…

I’m exhausted from such a busy week!

This last week has been an exhausting one. I’m tired just thinking about it, so I’m not sure how mom is handling it!

First of all, mom and dad told me that this was a special week, because it was Canada Day. Mom says that this is a day to celebrate Canada as a country, but that a lot of people just use it as an extra day off work. I’m not sure about that, but I do know that mom and dad used their day off to it’s fullest. After taking the opportunity to sleep in–which mom doesn’t get a chance to do much anymore–they went to a Blue Jays game. I have a feeling that it’s kind of like a TFC game, but a little less rowdy. There was a lot of clapping and woohooing happening, but not nearly as much chanting and cheering. I think that both the Blue Jays and TFC games seem like a lot of fun, so I hope that I’ll get to go to some when I come out!

After the game, mom and dad went out to watch some World Cup footy. If I thought that I would be able to get some peace and quiet during this game, boy was I wrong! It seems that the whole place was yelling and cheering–almost as loud as at the Blue Jays game! Luckily, that game didn’t last as long as the Blue Jays game. And even luckier, after the game, mom and dad came home for a little bit to rest.

I know that mom used this time to sit back with her feet up, and since I had been awake all day because of the noise I enjoyed the rest time, too. I even got a bit of a nap in! But, it didn’t last long, because mom and dad went out to see what the call fireworks. I’m not sure what they look like, but they sure are loud. All could hear was “pop, pop, pop” over and over again. The first one startled me and I kicked hard, but when mom put her hand over my kick, it made me feel safe. As I continued to listen to the fireworks, the less they scared me, and the noise almost became soothing–not enough to make me go back to sleep, but enough to keep me still for a while.

Believe it or not, that was only one day of the week! Now, you can see why I’m so tired. I haven’t even talked about the other Blue Jays game or the visit from Nany and Papa…I guess you’ll just have to wait until next time!