35 weeks

Oh my gosh Baby Elijah - I have so much to tell you! It is all ready to come spilling out of me. :) I can't even decide in which order to tell you. I suppose I should start with your health - you are 35 weeks little man. 35 weeks is where I give up and quit telling you to stay in their cooking. 36 or 37 weeks would be better but if you want to come now, I wouldn't be mad at you. Actually, you might hear me whispering telling you to make your way down. You are more active than I thought you would be at this stage - I figured you would calm down a bit as you got bigger because you had less room but for about 3 nights, you have been going more crazy than ever. I kind of picture you in there kicking/punching your juice bag saying "LET ME OUT." When that doesn't work, I then feel the punches on my stitch. I think you are ready!

Your dad and I had dinner out on Friday night and there was a little infant in my line of vision. Oh my kiddo, I about popped you out at Outback. I wanted you so bad! I have dreamt about you a couple of times now and they are so real that I can hardly stand it when I wake up. We have you all packed up for the hospital now. We just need to pack our bags.

I never came back to show you your finished nursery. Your dad took some pictures yesterday. This will show you your mural and your word art. Seeing your name and the quote makes me a little emotional. You do have big shoes to fill Elijah Lang Brigham :)




I made a big decision yesterday - I had your dad take some nekked belly photos. I wasn't going to have any taken since I don't have a really cute belly. Yes, it does look like you are in there cooking but there is a lot of scarring. However, I figured if I didn't do it now, I wouldn't ever have the chance to do it again. So, I decided to take them and hide them on my hard drive if I wanted to. I airbrushed 2 of them to make my tummy look cute and they will go in the scrapbook :)

We had our first family pictures yesterday. Your dad and I can't remember any photos taken of us together since we found out about you. Your Uncle Zach went with us and we got some great Christmas photos for our Christmas cards and we are calling it our maternity photo shoot. Your Uncle kept yelling at us "Look happier. Look happier." I guess old married couples don't look happy. We are happy for you but your dad is not happy when he is taking photos and I am not happy when my whole body is screaming in discomfort.



Finally, your dad and I went to Build a Bear and made your monkey. In 2003, when we were pregnant with your brothers, we made them each a build a bear. They are currently hanging on your wall in a pouch. Yesterday, we bought them new outfits that match your room better and we made your monkey. We named him Bubba because your dad will come home and say "How was bubba today?" Yeah, he calls you bubba :) That is his "I am so tired of photos I am near divorce" face.


That is about it kiddo. Thank you for staying in there these past 35 weeks and your mom is officially off your back - no whining about ultrasound photos, no whining about stay in their cooking or you are grounded. Oh wait, I guess I am not officially off your back because now I will be all on your case to BE BORN :)