What can I say? We make cute babies...

Welcome to the family:

Clayton James Naddy
Born on Tuesday evening at 6:52pm
6lbs 7oz 21in long






I'll elaborate more on the birth when things calm down a little here.

A good feeling

I realized a feeling yesterday that I don't get to experience very often. I was privileged to join my friend Anna to Yongsan. We left all of the kiddos at home and got to do a little shopping at the thrift store, the Cho Sun gift shop and the toy store they have there on base. Later, she joined me for my second weekly monitoring. (I also got to each Manchu Wok for lunch!)
However, what was so nice was that I missed Carter while I was gone. These days, especially since we've kind of been on lock down with taking it easy, I felt like Carter and I have had a little too much of each other. We are together every waking moment of every day. But to walk into the door this evening and hear, "Mama!" with excited eyes behind that snaggle tooth grin was a nice welcome home. I haven't been given a lot of opportunities to miss Carter, and I wonder what it will be like being up at the Stork Nest without him.
I think it was really good for both if us, to realize we need and love each other as much as we knew we did without having to fight 100 battles that day.
Yay for my wonderful hubby who has and will continue to be on "Super Daddy Duty" until baby arrives.

Countdown until Stork's Nest: 1 days

Until my parents arrive: 7 days

Until my official due date: 29 days

Smooth Sailing

Another good doctor's appointment today. My NST monitoring went great, I haven't dilated anymore but the baby's head is definitely now on "final approach".
The midwife also confirmed for me again that it is a boy. She even printed out pictures of his boy parts, although he's so squished in there, I can't tell what's what.
I have a reservation for the Stork's Nest on Monday. My cousin and her hubby are coming to stay at the DHL from Wednesday to Sunday (so we'll get to have T-Giving Dinner with them!).
Ideally, baby will hold on until the Friday after T-Giving (so I can enjoy one last good meal before I feel like a truck hit me for several weeks) and then we'll be home in time for my parents to be here on Monday. I cannot WAIT to see them!
Cory and I were just talking about how we're ready for all of this to get going and be settled. We've had enough waiting and worrying for awhile now and it will be nice to have baby home and healthy, enjoy family and the holidays and get going with our lives.

Frigid

I don't care that it's a week before Thanksgiving. It's 0 degrees here, and it actually snowed two different times today. I'm playing Christmas music. If I could set up Christmas in July I would.

Cabin Fever Day 1

I know that I've really only been on official "modified bed/take it easy as much as you can" rest for less than a week, but in my husband's vocabulary that translates into "grounded and hostage inside my own dirty house." Cory's a very busy person and works harder than most everyday and I can't even tell him how appreciative I am of that. However, when it comes to household cleanliness we have different 'comfort levels' of dirty.

Cory theoretically has the right idea, we have an ajima come once a week and as long as dishes are getting cleaned every now and then and the trash isn't overflowing, then the house is clean. He knows that all the other things "can wait". I agree with him...in theory...but he's not the one watching the dust settle on the TV screen or seeing the layer of grime build up on the counters. And I know I can't ask him to keep the house as clean as I would, that's not fair...but it's driving me nuts being held captive here and not even being able to clean it!
I'm not pleading with him to come home and clean it, I'm pleading with him to let ME clean it!

And I really just want one trip to E-mart and few to the bx to finish Carter's birthday and Christmas shopping, I swear I'd be happy. Maybe let me go check the mail?


Countdown until Stork's Nest: 7 days

until my parents arrive: 13 days

until Carter's Birthday: 27 days

until my official due date: 35 days

A change in the right direction

My doctor's appointment yesterday was wonderful. In fact it was the best one I've had in months. The baby had zero decels and I didn't have one single contraction! Not one!
I hadn't changed any since wednesday either, great news.
Only 9 more days!

However, I did manage to put the huz into a panic attack last night when I woke up screaming in pain, not even fully awake, because of a charlie horse in my leg. I had forgotten how awful those are.

We had a Hail and Farewell last night and it was nice to see everyone and not have to chase Carter around. Cory is on baby, dishes, shopping, everything duty (as much as he can be with work) until the stork's nest.

I also am finally able to post some pictures of Cory's Promotion Ceremony that happened 2 weeks ago. Introducing the Air Force's newest Major:

I must have been a really bad teenager

....because that is the only reason I can come up with for why my children misbehave BEFORE THEY EVER ENTER THE WORLD!

I'm actually so tired of this baby not deciding on which way he would like to be difficult that I'm giving a quick synopsis of what's going on NOW

Good News: Because of the way my progesterone is administered, the fetal fibronectin test results cannot be relied on. They were thrown out and mean nothing. Somehow the Dr, two nurses, and I all forgot about this when they were taking the sample.

Bad News: Somehow between Monday morning and today (Wednesday afternoon) I started dilating and effacing. I have to go back to Yongsan on Friday. I'm also still contracting all the livelong day.

Semi-good news?: If I can make it the 12 DAYS to 36 weeks gestation they are going to send me to the storks nest on the 24th. However, by the phone call I had with the sergeant who's in charge of this it won't be without a fight. because "We only take you at 38 weeks".

"Well my Doctor wants me there at 36."

"But we only take women at 38 weeks."

"I'll have doctor's orders"

"But we only take women at 38 weeks."

After a lengthy discussion he is going to try and call the doctor himself and ask her. Because I MUST BE A BIG FAT LIAR AND WANT TO LIVE IN A SMALL ROOM WITHOUT MY FAMILY 1-3 HOURS AWAY AND POSSIBLY BE CUT IN HALF TO REMOVE A HUMAN BEING WITH THE CHANCE MY HUSBAND WONT BE THERE. IT'S ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS, REALLY.