Friday, June 24, 2011

It's Your Due Date...

Dear Pickles,

Today is your estimated due date... I don't know if you got that memo or not.  Just in case, a friend of mine decided to make a sign for you:

Eviction Notice for Pickles

The more time that passes by, the more people have offered their advice on how to coax you out of my belly:
  1. Eat spicy food.
  2. Eat pineapple.
  3. Drive over railroad tracks.
  4. Flip my mattress.
  5. Do the dirty. (I'll explain that one when you're older.)
  6. Use a breast pump.
  7. Drink Castor oil.
  8. Take primrose oil supplements.
  9. Go for a loooooooong walk.
  10. Try acupuncture or acupressure.
  11. Get a pregnancy massage.
  12. Sit on the floor with my legs in a V-shape and have your daddy massage my scalp.
Some of these things, mommy and daddy have tried; some of these, we have not.  But in all seriousness, your daddy and I know that sometimes the best things in life just simply take time.  So, take all the time you need, little one, until you're ready to come out... But know that we are SO EXCITED to meet you.



Monday, June 20, 2011

A Happy Father's Day

Dear Pickles,

Much to your daddy's disappointment, you did not arrive on Father's Day, but you did have a chance to surprise him with some sweet Father's Day goodies.

Father's Day Presents

Although half of the gifts were technically for you, daddy still got really psyched about them.  He can't wait to dress you in these Michigan onesies and read the The Daddy Book to you when you get here.

Go Blue!

Go Blue!

Daddy is so excited to hold you in his arms and give you lots of hugs and kisses.  Father's Day really gave daddy a chance to reflect on becoming a father, and, in the process, he remembered his own father.  Here's what daddy wrote about your grandpa, Larry Dale, and shared with the family on Facebook:

Five months ago my father died. This will be my first Father’s Day where I can’t call him to tell him how much I love him and I’m glad that he was my father. We normally had very short conversations on Father’s Day, mostly because we both wanted to get back to watching the U.S. Open. This will also be my first Father’s Day (sort of). My daughter is set to be born next Friday.  I can’t tell you how much I hope she decides to come a couple days early and show up on Father’s Day. I also can’t begin to tell you how unlikely this is, since she is my daughter, she most likely has the "wait till the last minute before you have to do anything" gene. Thinking of my dad at this time makes me realize how much the things that he probably never thought of mattering, mattered most to me. And I guess at the core of what I have learned from him is that to be a good father, just be a good person. Everything else will fall into place. That being said, here are some other things I have learned from him.
  1. A pat on the back can mean the world to your child.
  2. Sometimes an arm around your child’s shoulder is even better.
  3. Leaning back with your legs crossed is by far the most comfortable way to sit in a chair in public.
  4. You can never have enough toilet paper in the house.
  5. Liquid detergent does not go in the dishwasher.
  6.  You can never have enough paper towels.
  7. Even though you are 20 years older than the other fathers, overweight, and have bad knees, make sure you play in your child’s middle school father-son game.
  8. Hit a pull up three-pointer in that game right after your son makes a jump shot, just to make sure he still knows who the boss is. He will never forget it.
  9. Eventually admit to yourself that the comb over isn’t fooling anyone.
  10. Show your kids how much you love your wife every day.
  11.  It’s more efficient to hold the bag open yourself when bagging leaves and pine straw, than having your two sons do it. Because, you're right, they aren’t paying attention.
  12. Always sound excited that they called you.
  13. Show your faith to your children, even though it forces them to sit in the front row of church every Sunday.
  14. Your lap, legs, and chest are perfect substitutes for a plate when sitting on the couch.
  15. Saturday afternoon sandwiches are just a great tradition.
I could keep going for ever with this list, but let’s be honest, I’ve got to get back to the U.S. Open. My Dad and I always ended our father’s day phone calls the same way every year.

Me: "Thanks for being such a great dad."
Dad: "It was easy  with such a great son like you."
Me: "I couldn’t have done it without you."
Dad: "Well, your mother had something to do with it."
Me: "Yeah, but it isn’t Mother’s Day."
Dad: "I guess you’re right. Love you bud."
Me: "I love you, too, Dad."

Thank you Dad.

Jason and His Dad, Larry Dale

Daddy and your Grandpa, Larry Dale

I wonder what memories you'll make with your daddy.  (He really is the bee's knees.)  I can't wait for you two to meet!



Saturday, June 18, 2011

Tick Tock, Tick Tock

Dear Pickles,

We're in our last week of pregnancy with you... At least, as far as we know.  Everyone is so excited for you to get here.  At your last doctor's visit, the doctor reported that you still had a long way to go to make your way down to the birth canal.  Mommy and daddy think you are getting really cozy in there.

To prepare for your arrival, one of mommy's friends started a baby pool at work.  The baby pool gives people an opportunity to guess the day you will be born, how much you will weigh, and how long you will be.  It's $5 for 3 guesses, one guess in each category.  The winner(s) will receive a portion of the pot.  Daddy has his money on Father's Day.

Pickles Baby Pool

To help people with their guesses, mommy and daddy's baby stats were shared with participants:

Daddy as a Baby

Daddy's Stats:
-Born 6 days early
-Weight: 7 lbs, 8 oz
-Height: 20 inches

Mommy as a Baby

Mommy's Stats:
-Born 7 days early
-Weight: 8 lbs, 12 oz
-Height: 17.5 inches

I hope you take after daddy in weight and after me in height...  Just sayin'.

We'll keep waiting patiently for you to come, Pickles.  But, I must say, you've worn your daddy out with all the anticipation of your arrival.

Sleepy Daddy

Hope to see you soon... Don't forget... Tomorrow is Father's Day.



Sunday, June 12, 2011

Any Day Now

Dear Pickles,

This weekend, your daddy and I spent the weekend finishing your nursery.  We've been preparing it all along the way, but we were determined to have everything completely finished this weekend before your scheduled arrival date.  It really was a joint effort to get everything ready for you... I hope you like it.

Welcome to Izzy's Room

This is the entrance to your room.  (We've already been calling you Izzy for the past month or so.)  Mommy and daddy's friend hand painted these letters just for you.

Crib, Mural, and Rocking Chair

When you open the door, you can see your crib, a rocking chair, and a shelf holding all of your adorable clothes, books, and toys.

Diaper Changing Station

In front of the crib, there is the diaper changing station.  Daddy also put up some little shelves to hold little treasures for you.

Tree Mural

Behind the rocking chair is a tree mural I painted for you.  This tree is going to be your family tree.  On it, we plan to hang pictures of family on the branches so that you come to know the faces of all those who love you.  The tree is also the perfect place to be held by mommy and daddy as we read you bed time stories.

Your room is located just across the way from our bedroom.  It's our favorite room in the whole house now.  Daddy likes to spend time in your room looking around and rocking in the rocking chair.  (I have to admit, I do, too.)

Now, all we need is you.  Can't wait to meet you, sweet little girl.



Monday, June 6, 2011

My New View of the World

Dear Pickles,

I'm officially 37 weeks pregnant.  Only three more weeks until you make your debut (we think).  Up until this point, I've had a pretty easy pregnancy (knock on wood).  I can't really complain.  Overall, I have really loved being pregnant with you.  It hasn't been until recently that I have begun feeling the discomforts of pregnancy.  Nothing too bad -- just some constant soreness in my right shoulder blade that won't seem to go away. 

I had a check up last week and told the doctor about my shoulder pain with which he promptly suggested treatment with a prenatal massage (bless him).  Although it didn't make all my pain go away, it did help a little.  (I may have to go back again soon...Until then, daddy will have to fill in.)

It's also starting to get hotter outside.  With summer just around the bend, it's getting harder to stay cool, especially at night when I am sleeping.  I sleep with the fan blasting right on me (something I used to hate) and with only a corner of the sheet covering me.

Most of all, you're starting to get bigger.  Although I'm not as big as I could be, it's been interesting carrying you around.  When I sit down, I can feel you on my lap.  When I lay down, I can feel you sink from side to side as I try to get comfortable.  When I walk, I have to lean back to compensate for the pull up front.

Basically, my view of the world has changed:

My New View of the World...

I know that this view won't last for forever, which partly makes me sad and happy at the same time.  But I know that when you do arrive, I'll have yet another way to view the world -- as your mommy.

Can't wait to see you soon!


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