Trouble Maker

One week baby girl! To be honest, right now that terrifies me. Don't get me wrong, I cannot wait for you to get here, but you're about to change my entire world and I can't even begin to imagine life with you. Plus, as much as I know everything will be fine and I've likely been through worse, the whole mechanics of you getting out of there is slightly frightening on it's own.

So, now that it's passed I can tell you (although I think you already knew), that this weekend was the forbidden weekend. You were not to be born this weekend under any circumstances as a huge chunk of the family (including our birthing coach Taryn) was 4 hours away in Aspen at Aunt Angie's wedding. The ceremony was at 12, so in typical trouble maker fashion, you decided to start my contractions at 10. Now we've had this little scare before, so you needed to make sure this was believeable...so the contractions continued...all day long. They weren't consistent enough to call the doctor for most of the day, so we went about business as usual. Your Dad found it hilarious and texted Aunt T all day with various statements about how soon you'd be here, and how she better be ready to leave at a moment's notice. I did finally call the doctor at the end of the day to make sure it was something I could ignore and to see what I needed to do about my heparin shot for the night. She confirmed what I thought, until they got consistent I really didn't need to go to the hospital, but just in case, we skipped the shot. The contractions were gone all day yesterday so I think we're back in the clear. For the record, even though I won this round, I think you're going to make an appearance before the inducement. I'm predicting Friday, but we'll see, you do seem to like doing things on your own schedule.

Your brothers are getting excited to meet you. Noah has a lot of requests for the gift you're going to give him at the hospital...they range from a monster truck, to a worm, to a real life octopus. We'll try and nail him down on a day when is request is a bit more doable, I'm not sure where we'd find an octopus that was hospital friendly. He did tell me that he'll take care of you, so you hold him to that. Caleb is still trying to figure out the mechanics of all of this, he asked if he could go in my stomach after you come out, probably not an option.

Anyway baby girl, this is my last Kaia free Monday (we hope, if you keep this process going all day Monday and into Tuesday I will not be pleased). See you soon!!