Cooking him til he's six years old!

Well had a doctor's appointment today. Not much changed! Looks like Calem wants to cook some more. In fact, he may just cook in my tummy until he is 6 years old (the way things are progressing right now). Shoot, mom said it may be better if he just stays in there til he's 21. Alot less blood and tears that way.

Nope....I say we rip him out of here no later than 42 weeks. Doctor will not let me go past 42 and really doesn't want to see me creep past 41. We'll see. So, in celebration of cooking Calem quite a bit longer, Rob took me to have some Mexican food. It was really nice....I had 6 chips and 3 bites of my chesse and poblano smothered chicken breast as Calem's little foot is smashing my stomach and I couldn't fit much in there. Makes for an easy way to watch my caloric intake while pregnant. I call it the Big Foot Diet!

Despite no progress, I experienced some painful (for the first time) contractions last night. As soon as I told Rob he made me lay down. I got up once to get some water and he ushered me back to bed. What he doesn't know is that walking will help to speed up the labor. However, those contractions were not labor contractions, they were just practice!

Stay tuned for more on the (probably late) arrival of Calem Charles Helmer. We will have much to talk about in the next few weeks I am sure!