Full Term...almost

I'm almost there, or at least that's what I keep telling myself.  I am so ready to not be pregnant, and I am really excited to be able to fully workout again.  However, the past couple of days brought a little bit of an unexpected turn when I went to my latest Dr. appointment.  Sometimes I think Doctors just think I lay around all day and I have unlimited time at my disposal to come in any time or sit and wait for an indefinite amount of time.  Let's just say I DON'T.  So I have to leave class to run (literally) to my appointment.  I arrive on time, check in and patiently wait.  Well I happened to end up being the last patient of the day and I waited for over an hour to get in, and those magazines only occupy you for so long.  Finally, I get in feeling really annoyed, and I wait in my room for probably another half hour for the doctor to get in there.  So, he just tells me that they are going to test for Strep B and since I was so close to full term see if I was dilated at all.  So they do the test and he feels the baby from the outside and says he feels in the right position and ready.  Then he goes to see if I'm dilated and tells me I am to about a 2 and 90% effaced, but he said they needed to do an ultrasound because he couldn't feel the baby's head.  So they run and get the ultrasound machine and we discover that the baby is breech even though they thought he had turned head down a while ago.  So now I have to go to the hospital Monday and they are going to try to turn him.  Hopefully he is cooperative because I really don't want a c-Section.  I don't know what's more stressful the prospect of the whole turning process or the whole rearranging of my schedule to be there.  The doctor was a little surprised that I effaced so much without the head being down and just said it must be because I walk so much.  So come Monday we will see how it all turns out, and hopefully baby will arrive in the next couple of weeks.

Another Semester

Christmas is always way too short.  I always think two weeks should feel like a long time but it never does.  So another semester begins, and it is my eighth semester at BYU.  Wow so hard to believe, but graduation is so close.  This is Jeff's last semester and my last full time semester, again really weird.  I never really thought of life after school, it just seemed like a part of life that would never end, but now we are going to move on to another chapter. 
So baby boy is growing still, evidenced by my continually enlarging belly.  Everyone was telling me that I still didn't look like I would be delivering in February, til a "wonderful" experience at Wal-Mart.  After Christmas I was out looking at the after-Christmas sales with my mom and aunts.  While looking at the clearance trying to figure out what was on sale, this older man in a wheelchair kind of follows me around and asks when I was delivering.  As it was now January it felt great to say "oh I'm due next month".  He then said to me "oh that's why you're so huge". Me "uhhh.....".  He then asked me if I was having twins or a boy.  I laughed and told him it was a boy.  As I started  to walk away he told me that it was at least an 8 pounder, but not to worry because at least he would be healthy.  Thank you stranger, you just made me feel great about myself.  Oh well the tactless man gave us something to laugh about.  Anyway we are getting excited since our little boy is going to be here so soon.  He still doesn't have a name, we have it down to a list of three that we think we will pick from when he is born (Liam, Ian, and Isaac).  We are getting everything all set up and ready even though we probably wont be.  It will be here before we know it.