T.M.I !!!!

Since getting pregnant, I have enjoyed the many pregnancy and labor stories that have been shared with me. I love it when people can share intimate details about the crazy things that happened to them during their pregnancy. But, I can't say that I have enjoyed ALL the stories...sometimes I want to plug my ears and say T.M.I! Those who have had great labors and pregnancies seem less likely to share their stories, and will often say 'everyone is different, you have nothing to worry about'. While those who had horrible labors are quick to tell me their stories. They must not know that I am one of the most paranoid humans on this earth.

The other night our home teacher asked me how my pregnancy has been thus far. I said, 'perfect, zero complications and I surprised with how good I have felt'. His response? 'My wife had wonderful pregnancies too, but had TERRIBLE labors'. Um...thanks buddy...thanks. So....based on these labor nightmare stories, here are some things that I fear may happen to me.

• I will have a 10 lb baby and be completely torn in half, requiring major stitches and sitting on an inflaitable donut for 6 weeks.
• I will be in labor for 38 hours until I finally give in and opt for a c-section because my child refuses to exit.
• I will have to have an emergency c-section because my baby is breached, with her head is stuck in my ribs. When they eventually get her out, her head is misshapen and she needs to wear a helmet to shape her head back to normal.
• As the doctor is trying to pull the baby out, my child will turn, causing her to breach and the doctor needs to go deeper inside to turn my baby around, all while I am conscious.
• My child's blood sugar levels will be a 2 and she will be rushed to the NICU.
• Mark will pass out and be of no help to me during labor.
• My water will break while I am at work.
• My child will bruise her face on my pelvis, causing her face to swell and be unrecognizable for the first few weeks.
• I will be pushing and pass out.
• I will poop on the doctor (seriously I would rather pass out.)
• I will throw up on the nurse. (I picture the exorcism)
• The epidural will not work and I will have to go all natural
• The epidural will only work on half of my body and I will feel half nothing, half burning hell fire.
• My child will have the cord around her neck, which will cause me to panic.

So, as you can see...I've heard a few stories that are not so lovely. But as my doctor says, 'there is no way you can plan for anything. It is not up to you, it is up to your body and the baby...be open minded.'

Great!

35 Weeks and Chillin'

Had my 35 week appointment today. Everything is looking good, no complications. The little lady is now head down, but I am not dialated. So, this means she will be in there for a while. The doctor felt her head and said "you must have to go to the bathroom often!" Um, yeah doc, try ALL THE TIME!

She is growing bigger and bigger everyday. One day I could barley convince anyone that I was pregnant and the next day people are rubbing my belly and saying 'oh my gosh you are getting so big!' It is like this little girl finally decided to make herself known...'hello world, I am heading out!' I will often see the top of my stomach have a giant bulge on it, looks pretty freaky and I think it is her little tooshie...cute. Pregnancy has it's ups and downs, but overall, I am enjoying it. Except the feeling that I have been kicked between the legs...yeah, me no likey. Mark said to me last night 'I'm getting bored with her being in there (saying this while rubbing my Buddha belly), tell her to come out and play!' haha, made me laugh. He has been so sweet and caring during this pregnancy, which has made it a pleasant experience for me.  

We have decided on a name, but mark and I want to keep it secret till she is born. Sick of people sharing their opinions on the babies name...IT IS NOT YOUR KID PEOPLE! Promise, we will not call her Blue Ivy!

I decided to take a picture of my belly as it stands right now, trying to be good about this whole 'documenting babies growth' thing. Problem: I CAN'T GET THE PHOTO TO BE VERTICAL! so, you will have to turn your computers to see it.

New Calling...YIKES!

I have been released from my church calling as a Primary teacher which is sad because I loved my class...but I received a new calling. I am now the 1st counselor in the primary presidency.
Seemed really exciting at first because I get to continue being in primary, but then reality hit...I am going to be experiencing my job every Sunday. Yikes. I loved my weekends, just coming to church, doing my thang and not having to worry about anyone else. Today I got to see just how my calling will be. A whole lot of perfectionists who are to afraid to take the initiative to communicate with those they disagree with...hmm, sounds vaguely familiar to what I deal with everyday at work. Maybe this is why the lord called me to this calling, cause I know how to deal with it? Who knows.
I am actually starting to feel a little overwhelmed already, but I guess that is why we are given callings. Not because they will be easy for us, but because they will help us to grow. I am sure I will love my calling, I love the primary kids and am happy I don't have to leave them yet. And it will work out well after the baby comes, I know the kids will enjoy playing with the baby. I am excited, I just need to go into this calling with zero expectations, just like most things in life. I seem to be happier when I do that. And maybe I can help teach people how to take control of situations, instead of expecting someone else to do it for them? You know, become adults? lol.

No Name, No Gender

Went shopping today for some baby items. I have been feeling bad because the baby is coming next month and I have hardly anything for her. No bed, no room and hardly any clothes. It has caused me to already feel like a terrible mother. So, today I bought some outfits, a dresser, a cute whale tub and a play and go crib for her to use when I go to my parents and in laws. I noticed while I was shopping, that all the clothes I was grabbing were green, yellow, gray and brown. All neutral colors that define no gender! My baby is going to be one of those kids that people have to hope they are guessing the right gender because the clothes are not giving it away. I have never liked labeling a child by putting them in pink or blue, guess that makes me a sociolgist. So, even though the babies sex is female, her gender will be undefined. Sound crazy? Maybe, but that is why I am piercing her ears as a new born...maybe that will help?

We also STILL do not have a name picked out. I thought that we were going to name her Naomi Ella Ontiveros, but mark is still not crazy about it and when I say it out loud it sounds weird. So, here are some of the names we came up with. I figure, if we have a list of names, then we will decided what her name is when we see her...or she could end up with no name or being called Baby (which is her name as of right now).

• Naomi Ella
• Amaya Tiana
• Liliana (Lillie for short) (no middle name)
• Leila
• Gabriella
• Mia

Dancing Mark

Sorry, I know this is blackmale, but I thought it was so cute....and really funny!