The Random of Steph

Simple version: She's still in me. Funny version: She has ignored the eviction notice and all further communication. My bro (slumlord extraordinaire) has referred me to a good lawyer. However, my mom-in-law is tight knit with a judge's wife and she is trying to get me in with the judge for immediate action. He's in Idaho so we'll have to see what kind of jurisdiction he has over here. Medical version: "You're a great candidate for labor. In fact, I'm surprised you haven't had her yet" spoken by midwife. I had my last appointment today, at 41 weeks. The plan is for me to have two non-stress tests (where they check to make sure the baby and uterus conditions are okay) every 3-4 days during the next week. Because of scheduling dilemmas, I had one this afternoon. Everything looks fine, actually, it looks really good. I have one Tuesday afternoon. If everything still looks good at that one, then they will schedule an induction time for the

Today Scott found a blog entitled "Geek Dad" And on it a post entitled "Top ten reasons Geeks Make Good Fathers" I'm not going to copy the whole thing here (just hit the link above and go read it for yourselves) but here's a little preview. 3. MATH. A huge plus here. No matter how old they get, Steve (geek dad) can still help with the math homework. My ability to be of assistance is going to last another few years before *I* end up throwing the math homework across the room in disgust. Looks like Scott found something the fits him perfectly. Not like he needed anymore Geek encouragement. Poor Sage. Excuse me, Lucky Sage. Sage? Sage? Are you going to come out yet?

We behaved ourselves during our first family photo. But it was all downhill from there! Bunny ears anyone?

To: Sage Ella Terrell AND ALL OTHERS OCCUPYING THE PROPERTY LOCATED AT: Stephanie Anne Sherman Terrell, Abdomen, Uterus YOU ARE HEREBY NOTIFIED that your tenancy of the premises is terminated on March 21st, 2007 (last day of rental period) and on that day you will be required to surrender possession of the premises to the Landlord. Judicial proceedings may be instituted for your eviction if you do not surrender possession of these premises on or before the date set forth above. DATED: 3/21/2007 Signature of Landlord: Stephanie Terrell Print Name: Stephanie Terrell

I really like my local radio station, Kink . I'm officially part of their online community which allows me to sign up for any of their contests and get their newsletter. This month they are celebrating 38 years on the radio. Every hour they play a couple songs from a month and year they were on the radio (ex. June 1991). They also draw a name. That person wins dinner for two from Applebee's and entered in the big drawing for a Summer Music Pass. The pass gets you into tons of this summers concerts and some good ones at that. Ever heard of John Mayer? Anyways, I just got an Applebee's gift certificate in the mail from Kink. I won. I'm in the running for the Summer Music Pass. Now that's exciting! The only thing better could be having a baby. I'm still waiting on that one.

I don't know how. I don't. But I went to sleep last night. In my own bed, next to my own husband. Before the midnight hour, even before the cat joined us. That's right, hard to believe, but true. What's more, I slept there all night. And I mean ALL night. Granted, there were several trips to the bathroom but I was able to get back to sleep fairly quickly after each one. I woke when Scott left for swimming and when he was getting ready for work. I could have gotten up at 8 but gleefully stayed in bed until 9. Since I had been reading in bed before going to sleep, I can state that I spend a solid 12 hours in bed last night. I can't even remember the last time I did that! I'd like to say that now I've got energy or that I feel great, however that's not true. I do feel less grumpy. That's an improvement. There is only so much an over-due pregnant woman can ask for.

After receiving a comment on my grumpy post by a friend, it occurs to me that I may need to clarify my feelings and thoughts when it's not the midnight hour. Don't get me wrong, it's good that people are excited about Sage and want to be in the loop. It's encouraging. It's good. We'd be sad if no one contacted us. We'd feel lonely and unloved. That being said..... when I answer the phone or open the e-mail, what exactly you say and how you say it can make something go over okay or make me feel like people have forgotten how to be sensitive. For example, "Are you in labor yet?" is not an okay question. I'd like to add that I have very high levels of hormones coursing through my body and don't handle anything as well. Another dangerous comment is "Have you had the baby yet?" This one is not outlawed but is only plausible if you are a funny person trying to be funny with it. And that's not ideal either. Truth is, I

If you find a four-leaf clover, wish for a baby. Thanks.

Why yes, it is late at night and I am still awake. It's been the routine the last week approximately. I go to bed with Scott, listen to him fall asleep, watch the cat join us, listen to him fall asleep and then after an hour of lying there, get up. No one stirs. Then I'm on the computer reading blogs (or other assorted nonsense that requires little brain power) when my Google calender tab starts flashing red. I have a reminder. Usually this is a reminder of an event scheduled for the day that has long passed. It just so happened it's been flashing since 10 minutes before the event because the Google calender window was open. If I had known what it would have told me I would have never clicked on that tab. " Sage is due starting at 12:00am " Well thanks Google calender. I was not aware of that. As if I needed one more reminder from outside my overly stretched and taxed body that I am still pregnant. As if Sage will listen to Google calender. She certainl

while waiting for my munchkin to arrive, I needed something to do. I had been looking at the beautiful dresses in the store but hadn't wanted to buy anything because she has plenty of clothes for the first couple months. I was sure there was something cute in the dresser for her to wear for Easter. Then it occurred to me that I could make her a dress. I had a baby pattern that was pretty simple and had used before. I figured a simple little dress would be pretty easy. At the fabric store I found a very cuteembroidered linen that made Scott ooh and aah. (He doesn't usually react at all when shown fabric.) It went together pretty smoothly with the exception on those little arm holes. They were hard to finish because they were so tiny. Originally I was concerned that it might be to big (size 1-3mth , 7-13lbs) but considering how long she's hanging out, it should fit. Now I'm wondering about that drawer of newborn clothing.... good thing not much of it is new. Who knows if

hey, I found something to do. Change my template. I did like the old one, but it was the same as my good friend's blog, Irish Amy, aka, cowgirl in a city. A big city at that. Okay, I'm rambling. So, now, what do you think? Do you like it? Should I go back to dots? Let me know.

The answer to the question that everyone seems to be asking is this: "No, I am not in labor. Yes, I am still pregnant." I have a week until my official due date and I'm REALLY hoping I'm not going to have to wait that long. Being in limbo stinks. What is a preggo girl to do??? Literally, what is a pregnant girl to do. I'm miserable , I'm tired, I have no energy, any energy I have I feel I need to try to conserve "in case" I do go into labor, I don't have any projects to finish, I don't want to start any projects that can't get finished and lastly, I have this GIANT belly. Which always gets in the way. Or, if it doesn't get in the way, it affects how the rest of my body works. The whole rest of the body, nothing, and I mean nothing, escapes it's influence. It's like a drug. Except I haven't seen any "the more you know" commercials about pregnancy. I'd ask for suggestions, but I'm afraid of wha

and stuffed like a Thanksgiving turkey. Seriously, I am done being pregnant. Yes, my due date is not for another week and a half. Yes, women safely stay pregnant for up to two weeks after their due date. Yes, I will rip your head off if you tell me I have plenty of time and nature knows what's best. (Sorry, maybe it's the hormones) I can pretty safely say that unless you are currently very pregnant or have delivered a child in the last couple months, no matter what you say, I will look at you and think, "You don't have the faintest clue." Then I will smile and try not to be mean. Although I had an appointment with my midwife yesterday and it looks like things are on the way. Which is good because I would have been very unhappy if the news had been different. She thinks it's very possible she won't see me on the 14 th because I have had my baby. Being the wise woman she is, she