So, I'd rather say, "This weekend the Nielson Family all got together to celebrate the end of a long happy life, and enjoy each others company in the meantime." I'm not gonna lie, it was a fun weekend.
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It was awesome having all of Sam's brothers be able to make it out. Brad came from Eastern WA, Kasey came from Wyoming, and Korry came from Utah. All 5 of the Nielson kids were reunited for the first time since... December. It was a blast.
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Unfortunately not all the spouses and kids could be there. We missed you Taffee & Laura (and Makayla, Ellie, Kimberly, and Jaci)! This picture isn't entirely all inclusive of who was there though, either... we were taking all these nice family pictures and then broke up to go our separate ways when Jason (Jodi's husband) walks in. Yup, he was absent from all pics. Jodi hadn't even realized he wasn't in the pictures. It was pretty freakin funny. Ok... maybe you had to be there.
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I almost felt bad for looking forward to this weekend coming up. I mean, it was a funeral. But after thinking about it, isn't that how we would want our own funerals to be looked at? I would HOPE that my passing would bring together all my family and that everyone would look forward to spending quality time together. Opal's death reunited lots of family that hadn't seen each other in a really long time and memories that will last for ages were definitely made. It was a great weekend.
34 Week Update
When people ask how much longer I have left, the answer always changes. If I'm feeling good I'll be honest and fess up to all 6 weeks that are left. That's usually the answer. I need to not get my hopes up and think that he's coming early (although my fingers are crossed). I'm mentally prepared for the long haul.
However, Baby N. is considered full term in THREE WEEKS. In T minus 3 weeks you all can start sending labor dust my way and hope for an early appearance. Anyone have any good labor inducing tactics? Let me know.
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I'm continuing to grow, although I'm measuring exactly at 34 weeks. That's a good thing, but I wouldn't have been surprised if she had pulled that measuring tape up from my belly and said, "wow, you're measuring at 40 weeks! I don't think you'll get any bigger." No such luck.
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There is light at the end of the tunnel though, and things are getting exciting. The nursery is coming together (crib is set up, we bought a dresser for all his clothes... it's starting to take shape!). I have two showers this week (SO EXCITED!) after which we'll get serious about getting the last of the necessities.
I'm getting more and more uncomfortable. My belly is actually starting to feel heavy and sometimes Baby N is positioned in a way that sends pins and needles to my pelvis with a step or a shock of pain down my left leg.
BUT, he is so much fun. Pregnancy has been a blast. I LOVE feeling him move, which he does constantly. My whole belly contorts and it looks like there is an alien trying to bust out. I love his little hiccups that aren't even that little anymore. I like setting things on my belly and seeing if he can kick them off. These things make it all worth it. And I have no doubt that when he becomes an outside baby, the only memories of the pains of pregnancy will be reading these blog posts.
6 more weeks.
Glad you had a fun long weekend. Now you can settle in and put the finishing touches on your little nest since your little one will hatch very soon! ;o) xoxo Luv ya! Mom
ReplyDeleteI'm so sad I missed out on all the fun. But with these messed up ribs of mine, that drive would have been torture!! Glad you took so many pictures since Kasey brought home exactly 0.
ReplyDeleteWhen people asked me how many weeks I had left I used to say "6, but hopefully only 4" or "5 but hopefully only 3."
My best labor-inducing trick: pitocin. Worked every time for me ;) haha
Good luck in the coming weeks and days! So excited to meet Baby N. Bytheway, have you picked a name for this little boy yet?
I loved this post Amy, it was perfect! The pictures of Kierra and Sam & Jeylin at the pool are fabulous...you really need to send them my way please :) Also, I'm so glad that we were able to make it over and celebrate Opal's life. Your wording was perfect and I think she would have wanted nothing less than what transpired. I'm sending you all the luck for the next 3-6 weeks and can't wait to meet lil' Baby N when he's two weeks old...although, I will miss watching your belly contort as he moved...that was a fun highlight to the weekend too :) See you soon!
ReplyDeleteOH MY GOSH you are so cute! That baby is going to be here before you know it :)
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry about your loss but I'm glad it could be a positive experience for you and Sam.
LOVE YOU!
You are looking so cute! I am so excited for you guys.
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