Stocking up!

Well, our girl is still holding out on us. I am 38 weeks and remain 3 cm dilated. I work tomorrow and the next day and I'm saying a little prayer that these strenuous 12 hour shifts will kick something into gear. However, I also am trying to appreciate the last couple weeks of (quite possibly) my last pregnancy ever. It hasn't been too bad and I keep having to remind myself that this is 100% guaranteed to end within the next few weeks. Patience is a virtue! That being said, I have gotten a chance to finalize my playlist, buy a few last odds and ends that we needed, have lots of "The Final Adventures of an Only Child" with Ev, and cook, cook, cook. Hom and I cooked for about 6 hours this weekend in an attempt to stock up our freezer meals. Here's a before shot of most of the ingredients...

And here's after...

We made:
Broccoli/Cheese Soup (2 servings)
Chicken/Rice Soup (2 servings)
Penne Chicken Pasta with Sun Dried Tomatoes and Mushrooms (3 servings)
Spaghetti (2 servings)
Honey Sesame Chicken (1 serving)
Loaded Potato Soup (3 servings)
Beef Enchiladas (1 serving)
Boston Butt/Pulled Pork (3 servings)
Chili (2 servings)
Crawfish Cornbread (2 servings)
and Mom threw in a Rotel Chicken Spaghetti (2 servings)
All that, along with a friend and I had a baking day last week, and were able to make Cinnamon Rolls for everyone on my street, along with 2 servings for us to freeze!!
I'm thinking we're in good shape for a little bit.
Here's my 37 week shot. Getting rather large, eh?

I do my fingers to signify the weeks if I can. That way, when I scrapbook, I don't have to remember which week it was. Ev saw me making what I can only assume he thinks is a gang sign. He wanted to join in... Word.

 And, yes, that's a sticker on his ear. I'm not real sure what that was about but he wore it like that for a long time and wouldn't let me take it off.

Still cooking

Well, things have been a little crazy lately in the Watts home. At my routine 35 week appointment (I was actually 34 weeks, 6 days), I mentioned to the nurse that I had been contracting during the weekend. I assumed it was just Braxton Hicks. However, I figured it best to inform them as, with Ev, when I started contracting, he came quickly. Doc decided to go ahead and check me just to make sure. We were met with the news that I was already 3 cm and 50% effaced. WHAT? Guess they weren't Braxton Hicks. Anyway, she informed me that, for the next two weeks, I wasn't allowed to work, work out, or even lift Ev. Awesome. I didn't think it necessary to tell her that, just prior to my appointment, I had walked 2 1/2 miles in the 90 degree weather. In hindsight, not the smartest decision I've ever made. Anyway, so bed rest it is in order to get this girl to a safer 37 weeks. If, by Tuesday, I haven't gone into labor, then I'm going back to work! I will likely regret saying this, but I am SO ready to go back to work and work out again. As of my last appointment (a week later), I was still 3 cm, 50% so I feel like I did good. I despise sitting still but don't need to be reminded that it is for the health of my wee one. It's far easier said than done. Anyway, instead of baking this girl, we have set this oven on broil, knowing that she could come any minute now. Any good book suggestions? I like mystery and chick lit but I've read enough mystery lately. Trying to find a fun chick lit book. Four more days of being lazy stretches endlessly in front of me. Any suggestions?