This week we took our last perinatal class at the University of Utah Hospital.  It was a basic labor and birth / infant care class.  We went through the stages of labor, coping and breathing techniques, and the finale for me was watching Zach swaddle a baby doll.

I didn’t hate the pressure points that we were shown to counteract labor pains.  I really didn’t hate massage techniques, also…

We finished the night at Pizzeria Limone discussing our game plan.  I am grateful we have driven to the hospital a couple of times together now and have taken a little tour of labor and delivery.  It’s a few less things we will be frazzled about when it’s “go time”.

Friday I had my 35 week [plus some days] appointment which means now I will be going to appointments every single week until I deliver.  All is well with the babe.  Afterward my appointment I went straight to our clubhouse and ran 3.1 miles on the treadmill!

I treated baby girl and myself with an ice cream cone from McDonald’s before going home.  I shared my accomplishment with Zach and he surprised me when he got home from work with these gorgeous flowers and a sugar cookie from Swig.  49er fans will get his insightful note…

He took me on a date for dinner and to a movie I’ve been wanting to see.  Brad Pitt + WWII has me written all over it!

Saturday my USU Interior Design program friends had a baby brunch for me at Market Street Grill in Cottonwood.  Whitney made the most darling invitations you’ve ever seen with macarons on them and Martha had a friend make macaron favors that matched exactly!  Not only were they darling – but they tasted like heaven!

They spoiled me with such nice gifts and it was so much fun catching up!  We don’t see each other often enough.  I was explaining to them that I worry about going into labor because I am concerned Zach will not recognize the girl he married.  Zach and I get along really well and it is very seldom that we fight or argue.  This group of people have seen me have worse freak-outs that my own husband!  That’s when you know your friends are tried and true, I guess:  loving you after they have been with you for all-nighter after all-nighter.  I’m so grateful to have them!

Late Saturday night Zach went to Wendover with his friends for a Bachelor Party.  I got restless so I went and ran a bunch of errands.  I got everything on our health list for the babe – medicine, hand sanitizer, batteries, all that stuff.  Then I went to the grocery store and got a bunch of food for Zach and I.  I have already stocked our pantry with a bunch of non-perishable food items [including Zach’s revolting favorite – Velveta Cheese & Shells] but decided to stock up on some other stuff to make some freezer meals.  Zach didn’t get home until the wee hours of the morning from his man extravaganza which left me with plenty of time to make some healthy frozen stuff.  I made two dozen breakfast muffins and a pile of egg white/spinach/avocado breakfast burritos.

At our birth class she talked to us about signs that the baby is close to coming.  There were the gross and revolting signs and then there was the whole nesting thing.  She told us it could happen up to a week before the baby comes.  Zach told our instructor that I had been nesting since I was 14 weeks, so this was not an accurate gauge for us at all…

35 weeks.  This is not my finest weekly picture.  Let’s just say it was a last minute pic taken to fulfill said weekly picture update.  Let’s hope 36 weeks looks a little bit better!  I will say that I have come to realize that everyone is so different.  I keep waiting for this bump to evolve into a cute, round bump like all my friends and family members have had.  But thus far it hasn’t happened.  I am literally an egg.  I am carrying her low and far back, so instead of a cute, round bulge I have an egg for a belly.  It slopes upwards from my belly button and kind of dissipates.  I envy those cute knocked-up mamas who have perfectly round, orbs for bellies.  Because mine is starting to blend into my boobs at this point…