Countdown – less than 11 weeks til April 2nd! Since the holidays we have been busy bees trying to figure out all the stuff that needs to get done between now and then. It seems like just when we get a few things crossed off of our list, we realize something else needs to get added to it! However, the things we have checked off are definitely worth showing off, so I thought I would share some pictures! (And in case you want more detailed pictures, I put loads more up on facebook) 🙂
J-BEAN’S ROOM – As you might recall, my mom came down while Steve was out of town this past October and got things rolling by painting our walls a medium shade of blue (NOT Carolina Blue!!!). Over the past couple of weekends, my good friend and co-worker, Kim Maples, has been working hard painting some absolutely AMAZING rainforest scenery and animals on the wall. We scavenged children’s books as well as the internet to find ideas that we liked, in addition to using some of the cute little bugs that were on the fabric we chose for the crib skirt and bumpers. So, here’s what we ended up with!!!
GLUCOSE TOLERANCE TEST AND ULTRASOUND – In other news, I had to go for my 3rd trimester glucose test this past week. For those of you that don’t know, it is a routine test that makes sure my body is processing sugar correctly and that I don’t have gestational diabetes. I was allowed to eat a light breakfast no sooner than 3 hours before the test, but was advised to keep it to protein and very low-carb. (which I guess meant my gigantic bowl of cereal and fruit was out…). I woke up early so that I could down a protein bar, but was helplessly hungry not more than an hour later. Thankfully my appointment was at 10 so I didn’t have to wait too long. I drank 10 ounces of a fruit punch flavored glucose solution (which I had heard a wide range of stories about, some of which scared me…) but surprisingly, it wasn’t that bad – I actually almost liked it!
Although our doctor had originally said we wouldn’t get any more ultrasounds, at our last appointment she had said that since we had good insurance, and were waiting around for an hour to finish the bloodwork for the glucose tests, we could have another ultrasound just to make sure little J-Bean is growing okay. I was informed that for insurance purposes, my paperwork would be coded to say “Insufficient Weight Gain”. This key fact is important later on in the story…
So we get into the ultrasound room, and of course J-Bean’s big ole head pops up immediately. The sonographer begins searching for body parts to measure, and keeps saying things like, “wow…very healthy…no growth problems here…” As it turns out, our little guys is not very little AT ALL!!! According to the measurements, he is estimated to weigh 3.8 pounds ALREADY!!!!! He is in the 81st percentile for weight…The sonographer also appreciated the irony of our coming in based on my low weight gain (although me personally would hardly call 15 pounds insignificant…) only to find out that we have a monster in there! At this point we began to get a little worried about thte logistics of labor with an 81st percentile baby and a significantly less than 81st percentile mom…but the doctor just laughed and said not to worry about it at all. He said everything looked fantastic and that our little monster looked very healthy!
So J-Bean’s new nickname is “The C-Squatch,” which seemed a little more size-appropriate at this point than Jellybean…So of course the “squatch” part comes from “sasquatch”, but why the “C” you might ask? Well…..we have picked out a name!!! Drum roll please…our new arrival will be named Canaan Ray Lineberry! Canaan = the land that God promised to the Israelites in the Old Testament. However, it took them a while to be able to get to it. They had to work through a bunch of things and did a lot of wandering around before they were ready to enter it – kinda like how we wait on God’s perfect timing and did some globe wandering of our own before we felt like we were ready to expand our family. Ray = a family name…on both sides!!! Steve and I both have a grandfather and an uncle named Ray – only on my side, its actually “Raymond”, and on Steve’s side, its “Rayford.” We felt like “Ray” would be a great way to honor both sides of the family!