BLUE!

If anyone knew me before I was pregnant, my life was about color. Pink, specifically. Everything I owned has been pink, magenta, fuschia, or some other form of that rose colored happiness. My first apartment was equipped with a pink stripped rug, pink flowered pictures, a pink bedspread and pink curtains in my room... Obsessed much? When I didnt know the sex of my baby, I was constantly drawn to the girl section of the store. Bows and ribbons and ruffles, oh my! It was all so cute. I remember the first time I went into Baby Gap with Tara, she pulled me away from the girls section and said, "what if you have a boy?". My response was, theres no way! Well, 8 and a half months later, here I am waiting on my baby boy.

Blue.

The walls, the crib sheets, the stroller and car seat, clothes, toys, everything. Its all blue. Now when I go to stores I dont even glance at the girl section. My mom and I had to buy a gift for my cousins little girl and it was weird looking at bows and ribbons!! Very cute, yes, yes, yes, but weird. I have grown accustomed to boy things. My life will soon consist of dirt, mud, bikes, bugs, sports, playing swords, knee scrapes, and trucks. Seriously? God has jokes... I cried when I got stung by a bee when I was 19 years old. I wouldnt necessarily consider myself "tough" or "tomboy" by any means whatsoever. But I am about to go through one of the craziest, painful, and life changing events of my life. Its almost a guarantee that I will have a c-section. We talked to the RN who taught our birthing class, what an awesome lady! She told us everything we needed to know and then some. So we are now fully prepared and know exactly what to expect when we walk in the hospital. Its about a 6 week total recovery process. I wont be in pain all 6 weeks but my body will have taken a beating. She told me not to do anything other than care for the baby. No traveling, unless its to see doctors, no cooking, no cleaning, nothing! And Taylor is so sweet. He has learned so much about this whole parenting thing and is ready to take on the role and help me to recover. Thankfully, we will also have the help of our parents who have lovingly cleared their schedules just for us. How blessed we are...

I still cant believe its so close now... Really any day. I am 36 weeks tomorrow. I would like to make it to 37 just so hes considered full term. I see the doctor on Friday and again on Tuesday. He checked my level of amniotic fluid and the flow of blood through the umbilical (still dont think I'm spelling that right) cord and it was normal. He has a slightly bigger stomach than normal... Meaning he is going to have a big appetite like his momma! JK, Dr is just going to keep an eye on it and also let the pediatricians know. Tomorrow we meet with a new pediatrician so hopefully we can make a decision by then and let the hospital know right when we check in. Everyhting is coming together now. I am as prepared as I can be at this point. I just really have no clue how to raise a boy. That is why I am so thankful for Taylor. I know hes going to be a great dad and teach Landon the things I cant. We are about to be a real family... I will have a family of my own, and a son who is half of me. Its so crazy to think that. Its crazy to think that I grew a person in my belly and hes been living in there and then soon hes gonna be here and I will have to take care of him.

I still dont think my mind has fully wrapped around that thought... but boy am I excited!!!

Keep it blue,

Alyssa, Taylor and Landon