Sleep?? Who needs sleep?

Ladies and Gentlemen - meet the best thing I have ever made -

(OK, OK So I had a little help from the love of my life... )

I've had a very busy week so far. I've barely slept, and I haven't been in my own bed since Friday night. Let's recap shall we?

SATURDAY MORNING:
I woke up depressed... Duane and I had gone out to dinner and a movie on Friday night; I thought it would help me to take my mind off of the fact that I was going to be missing the privilege of seeing my little brother getting married the next day. I was missing my family gathering to celebrate love and each other. I was missing my sister - who I hadn't seen in over 8 months - visiting. I was 39 weeks pregnant on Sunday - doctor said no traveling because it was too close, and I have had this feeling.... (Refer back to previous blogs) that I was going to be a week early. Sunday was a week early.
So I woke up on Saturday morning and was checking my email when my sister called. At first I was just fine.... then my brother David... in the background.... "I love you sis, I miss you, I wish you could be here."

I lost it. All control of my emotions dissipated.

I told my sister between sobs that I would call her back in a bit, and proceeded to drench Duane's shirt with tears in about 5 minutes flat. Duane had been supportive in the idea of us going to Redding from the beginning. I know he wouldn't let anything happen to me or the baby, and I didn't really mind if I didn't have my doctor do the delivery should I be out of town when it happened. Duane was also in support of us going to Redding 3 weeks ago when Chase needed to see a vet and I had to see my brother thinking I wouldn't be able to make it to his rehearsal dinner... and the next weekend when David and Tonya had their rehearsal dinner....and the next weekend for their wedding.... all around learning a new difficult job (mine) at work to take my place for my maternity leave, finishing his finals, working 40 hours a week, running all of the errands, doing all of the housework, and taking amazing care of me (emotionally, mentally, and physically) in my overly pregnant state of being. He gave up all of the free time he had for nearly a month to make me happy. You should all be very, very, VERY jealous. I am the luckiest girl in the world to have a man that treats me as well as he does.

In fact, that is what he said when I made a comment about not being fair to him. "If it would make you happy, that's what matters." This made me cry more.

It was 12:00pm and I hadn't had a shower or packed anything.... the wedding started at 4:00pm.... the wedding was 3 hours away. We got to the hall at 3:40pm.

HELLS YES!

We went to Redding this weekend for a

wedding for my little brother David and his WIFE (YAY! I love her!) Tonya.

(Everything was so wonderfully perfect that it needs it's own blog. I will write it as soon as I can.)

SUNDAY MORNING:
4 hours broken sleep.
Duane and I had stayed at David and Tonya's apartment because they very kindly offered and it was the most comfortable environment for me and my huge-ness. Most comfortable (sadly) still didn't mean comfortable. We woke and went to breakfast at my grandparents (and picked up Chasey) and said goodbye to my sister, brother-in-law, and my gorgeous niece Dani. On our way out of town we stopped to visit my friends Jonnalyn and JJ for a bit. Then we stopped at the park in Red Bluff (Cone Grove) for lunch to let Chasey run around a bit. I went polly-wogging - I've missed doing that. It was awesome. I wasn't very hungry though... so I didn't eat much.
We made it home (finally) at around 5:00pm. At 9:00pm... *edited* ... "...omg, it's blood...."
I was pissed. For the second time I was going to have to go to the hospital and wait forever for them to run tests and then send me home... exhausted... and Duane had to go to work in the morning. *ranting*

...Instead.... "Dilated to 4cm" ..."80% effaced" ... "contractions" .... "Admitting you.".... "We'll be having a baby!"... Again I feel this needs its own blog.

I thought "Oh my GOD! I'm going to be seeing my daughter - SOON! I'm not going home this time without her - in my arms!!"

MONDAY MORNING:
2 hours - broken sleep.
You would think hospitals would have more comfortable beds for pregnant women. They don't. Contractions -

HURT.
A LOT.

"Why did she DO that!?"

TUESDAY MORNING:
2 hours - broken sleep.
New babies don't sleep. Episiotomies are barbaric and I am sure created originally as torture tactics. Epidurals are mandatory for childbirth. C-Sections are cheating.

WEDNESDAY MORNING:
4 hours broken sleep.
YAY! Progress. I fall asleep standing up now... and sitting... and breast feeding.... and talking... and typ...i...n... g. .. .

Daddy has done so well distracting baby. See -

He is such an awesome father and best friend.

Aidynn was amused -
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I am so blessed. Tomorrow at naps, I will type all about it.