Baby Lincoln

 The video isn't available anymore, sadly. But the gist is that we tried really hard to have Lincoln on 10-10-10 and it didn't happen. He was born about 4.5 hours too late. But Fox News in Cleveland wanted to do a story on us because of our nerdiness for trying to get him born on that particular day. 10-10-10 is binary and equals 42 which, if you've ever read Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, is the answer to life, the universe, and everything. While I was in labor with Lincoln I read the entire book and it's pretty dang funny.

10-10-10 and the Scriptures!

Now more than ever I want Lincoln to come on 10-10-10. I read this article  on Meridian Magazine a few minutes ago and I think it's really cool.


The Scriptural Number 10 on 10-10-10

10-10-10 and Fox News

Fox News came, well, the cameraman came. I didn't know what to expect, but it wasn't just a cameraman reading off the interview questions from behind the camera.

He filmed me making dinner (ha, heating up enchiladas that were made by someone else ((thanks Diane!)) and frozen by me:) and setting the table (something I always have the kids do so I don't have to). It is very uncomfortable talking and setting a table in front of a camera.

He filmed Nathan playing a game with the kids and us eating dinner. It was a little weird eating in front of the guy. I felt I should make him a plate of food or something and ask him to join us.

Then we sent the kids to the basement to watch a movie (by this time it was waaay after their bedtime, so they felt pretty cool) and that's when he read off the interview questions from behind the camera. We only had to redo a couple answers, so I think we did pretty good. Too bad it's not like a digital camera where we could see how we did before letting him take that footage out of the house.

He said if we actually are able to pull it off and have Lincoln on 10-10-10 then it will be shown nationally on Fox, not just locally. If it doesn't happen on the 10th, then it won't be shown at all, obviously.

I'm guessing the story's airing would depend on what time of day he's born, so we'll just have to wait for that one. But my doctor is thinking he can pull it off. He's finding out who the nurses will be on 10-10-10 and will talk to them. He is going to stay in town so he's available instead of depending on the doctor on call, so that is awesome.

We'll see what happens!

Binary Mom

I couldn't find my post where I wrote about our babe being the product of our absolute nerdiness, but I'm sure it's in the archives somewhere. If you're not up to date on the baby situation, here's a quick recap. If you are already fully aware of our nerdiness, then you can skip this part and go on to our cool news.

We've been planning a 10-10-10 baby for over a year.
Miraculously it worked out so that my due date is exactly 1 week past October 10th.
This is good because I have big babies and being induced a week early is prime as far as I'm concerned.
10-10-10 is binary.
It equals 42.
I don't know how binary works, but Nathan does.
Have you read Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy? If so, you may already understand the magnitude of our nerdiness.
If not, then here it is: a civilization builds a super computer to come up with the answer to "life, the universe, and everything."
The computer does the work and years and years later comes up with the answer. 

42.

The answer to life, the universe and everything is 42.

Again, 10-10-10 in binary is 42.

This is how nerdy we are.


Cool News

So, a few weeks ago I had a doctor appointment and asked about how to get this thing scheduled. Do we schedule it? Him? Anyway, he asked what day October 10th falls on and when I told him it was a Sunday, he was not optimistic about us being able to schedule it for that day. Apparently, the hospital is usually short staffed on weekends. He talked about getting me in the Friday before or the Monday after.

I tried to reconcile myself to the idea of it not working out. Nathan and I joked about ways to get in on the 10th, but we knew none of them would really work. Then I joked and said, we should contact the news station and tell them about what we've planned and see if they'd want to do a human interest story on us. Then the hospital would have to let us come in on the 10th because, hey, free advertising. Can't pass that up.

Well, Friday I decided to go for it. What did I have to lose? So I went to the Fox News site, emailed them with our story and in less than two hours I had a woman calling me back to tell me not to offer the story to anyone else because they want it! Crazy, eh? So now on Monday I have to call my doctor to tell him he has to get me in on the 10th.

I'll let you know what happens on Monday when I call my doctor.

Baby Business

Remember this post? It's happening again. These three examples are all within 3 or 4 weeks of each other, btw.

The first time this is how it went down.

Guy at register: So, this is your last one, right?
Me: Huh?
Guy at register: This is your last one.
Me: [My last what? Box of Oreos? He notices my confused look and points at Emma, Jeremy, then my bulging stomach.] No, and actually I have another one, too. I've got three kids, this will be my fourth, and I want one more after that.
Guy at register: Seriously? Wow. [Goes back to his job.]

Second time.

Girl bagging my groceries: Are you done after this one?
Me: No.
Girl bagging my groceries: Really? How many do you want?
Me: [Is she talking about scoops of ice cream?] I've always wanted five, so one more after this.
Girl bagging my groceries: I've got one and that's all I can handle. God bless you.
Me: Yeah. [walk away]

Today.

Guy with a cart: Here mam. [Pushes a cart with a broken restraining strap and an annoying wheel at me]
Me: Thanks.
Guy no longer with a cart: [Eyes wide, head shaking] God bless you.
Me: [Very confused look on face] Huh?
Guy no longer with a cart: This is your last one, right?
Me: [Still confused] Last what?
Guy no longer with a cart: [Points to my belly] Your last one.
Me: [Look down at my own belly] Um, no.
Guy no longer with cart: [Head cocks to the side, eyebrows furrow] Last one?
Me: [Shaking my head] NO. [Slowly and loudly, enunciating each word] I want one more after this.
Guy no longer with cart: What?
Me: I want five kids. [Guy starts to back away] I plan on having one more after this. Is it really any of your business?

Really? And why do all of these idiots work at the same grocery store? That was the last straw so I went to customer service and spoke to a manager. Luckily, he was horrified that I'd had these experiences in his store. I expect to not be asked any more baby related questions or have God's blessings called down upon me by strangers wearing grocery store smocks.

And the Baby is a . . . . .

I wanted to have the ultrasound pictures to put up here, but I can't find our scanner. Kind of odd that a kind of largish machine would just go missing like that, but it has. So sorry, no pictures.

The ultrasound we had before going out to Utah was correct. I had the official ultrasound last Monday and it was once again very obvious.

BOY!

Jeremy is of course very excited. He was really hoping for a boy, as were Nathan and I. Megan is a little disappointed, but she'll get over it quick enough. Emma still doesn't really understand what's going on. She just pats my chest and says, "fat?" and then pats my belly and says, "baby?" and that's about how far we've gotten with her.

We are really super excited for this baby and what's more, everything is looking great. At first our doctor had me coming in every two weeks so he could keep a close eye on me (just to be safe after the miscarriage last summer). Since there was no problem with the big ultrasound and I'm feeling really well he's slacking off on me and I only have to check in once a month for a while.

He also said, which I've never heard before, that I'm right on target with my weight gain. With Megan, Jeremy (especially Jeremy), and Emma I gained so much weight. I was way over where I should have been with baby weight and so when he told me I'd gained a pound a week in the last five weeks and that was exactly what I should have done, I was pretty happy.

So things are looking good right now. I'll keep looking for our scanner so I can eventually put the ultrasound pictures up. Although, Nathan says I can't put the gender reveal picture because it's just a little too much. I guess if it wasn't so obvious he wouldn't mind, but as it is, if you want to see it, you have to come to Cleveland. Sorry.


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Update: Nathan found the scanner!! Wahoo! but because it's so late I'm not setting it up right now. I'll try to do it sometime tomorrow. Night y'all.

Due Date

I've had a lot of people ask me about the due date. So far it's December 12th. We'll see if the doctor will let us deliver a week early, though. So that would be December 5th, one day after Megan's birthday. My brother's birthday and my birthday are two weeks apart and we still had to do shared parties once in a while. I wasn't fond of it. I hope my kids think it's cool. At least for a while.