30 weeks

I have ten weeks left. 10.  I'm not even going there mentally thinking she'll be late. If anything, in my mind, she's coming early. I can't believe we're this close!  Dayton and I freak out to each other and have imaginary scenarios all the time.  Like when we're driving, "If the baby were here right now I'd be reaching back holding her hand."  Or while we're enjoying a quiet moment alone, "She'd be screaming her head off right now", "Our family probably won't even care if we come over anymore they'll just say 'Bring the baby'".  My favorite favorite favorite times are when Dayton is sitting in his chair and randomly make his arms into a cradling position and look down and say "I wish I could just hold her little body right now".  I love seeing him baby hungry!

My stomach is getting soooo big. Sleeping at night is hit or miss.  I still wake up and have to go to the bathroom so I usually just do a scoot/roll off the bed move in order to brace my nerve and not pee my pants. It's a tricky maneuver.

I always tug down on my shirts not covering midriff but hiding my zipper that's about to split at any second.  But, I report! I can still wear my jeans.  Like they button and everything!  Would I prefer to just be in leggings or hang out in my underwear though? With out a shadow of a doubt. 

Sooooo Dayton does not do well with blood or needles.  Anytime I get blood drawn at the doctor he looks away.  One time he saw his best friend Chance in the hospital after a car crash with staples all over his head and he passed out haha.  Bloody noses, animal blood in hunting shows, and wounds from football don't phase him.  So I, personally, think it's certain blood.  More blood gushing wounds or someones arm sliced open that kind of thing.  That being said....We went to the movies the other week and saw The Impossible. It's about the Tsunami that hit Sri Lanka and Thailand in 2004.  We heard the movie was really intense and graphic.  I was on the verge of tears, clenching Dayton's hand the entire time just anticipating the big hit.  There's this part where the people are violently throwing up blood.  I was wincing and I think just all the blood shown before that scene was too much and Dayton whispered to me that he wasn't feeling well and thought he was gonna pass out.  I'm dying at this point.  I had no idea what to do and didnt want to make a scene but before I know it Dayton is passed out on my shoulder his head weighing 50 pounds. hahaha  Needless to say, we left shortly after he woke up. haha We also decided my mom will be in the delivery room incase something happens. haha

While I'm sitting here she's moving like crazy all over.  I'll push her on one side and she pokes out the other side of my stomach.  As time is winding down I know I'll miss feeling her kick and being so close to me at every second.  In the same breathe, of course I'm itching to see what she'll look like and I just want her to be here already!