Introducing Dixie

Welcome to our beautiful daughter, Dixie Jean McGinty. 7 lbs 3 oz and 21  in long. 

Frilly Millie Apron

Check out Apple Pie for my most recent apron!

Child of the 80's

I had to show off my most recent sewing project. I would love to start selling these through Apple Pie, but these are for me to keep as it was experimental to start. I had a couple of vintage t-shirts that I have grown out of but did not want to get rid of. I decided to start making pillowcase dresses from vintage T's. If anyone has any they don't want anymore...forget Goodwill..send them my way. Look how cute these turned out:

Hello due date.....but not hello baby!

So here we are....the due date is here...AND NO BABY!!!!!!!!!! Went to the doc today and I am not dilated or thinned out at all. So it looks like I will be induced Monday morning if labor does not happen on its own.  Praying for my body to kick into gear and this baby to get into position to get ready. I have mentally prepared myself for a section, as it seems it might result in that, but we will wait and see. We are so anxious!!!! Come on little McGinty!!!!

Party Like a Rock Star

Last night we celebrated our dear friend Krista's birthday with a Guitar Hero party. Everyone came dressed like a rockstar. I love themed parties, especially when they involve costumes. When else can you wear red streaks in your hair, black nail polish and bright red lipstick (ok so I guess anytime....but I wouldn't). Evan looked awesome as he sported a lip and nose ring, black eyeliner and the nail polish as well. He played the part a little too well. We had fun! Here are a couple of pictures. If you want to see them all check out my facebook page. Rock on!

Girl Dreams and Cotton Candy toes

Had a wonderful baby dream last night. It was a girl! That is the 2nd girl dream I have had in the past few weeks. It was wonderful....made me so anxious for the baby to get here. Looking at the votes to the left..not many of you think it is a girl :) That's ok...I don't either really, but the dream was GREAT!

 I have a doctor's appointment today, although I am sure not that much has changed. I am actually feeling less pressure than I was a few weeks ago. Only 17 days left and I have a feeling I will make it there. Overall I am feeling great. I get really worn out really fast, and can't get comfortable when I sleep, but other than that, I'm good. 

I think we have everything as ready as we can get it before the baby gets here. It is killing me that I can't decorate the "nook" until we know the sex. I went ahead and bought some stuff for a boy and some stuff for a girl. At least it will be ready to go when they arrive. It gave me some sense of peace. I will just return what I don't use.

 Last night Evan painted my toenails like a good husband, since I can't reach or see my feet:) I have to have them ready for labor right? We did pink and blue (every other toe) as we do not want to be partial to one or the other. It is a little tacky, but fun! However, it makes me want cotton candy. I asked Evan if it did that for him and he looked at me like I was crazy. It must be a pregnant thing.

Well, that's all for now. If there is a doctor update, I'll post again soon.

9 month Belly picture

I obviously missed the 8 month belly pic, but here is the 9 month pic. The stretch marks have gotten too numerous to do a bare belly, however this shirt shows it pretty accurate to size. It always hits me how big it is once I see it from a different perspective, like in a picture. Just don't know how much bigger this belly can get.

3 weeks to go!!!!

I know that I promised an 8 month belly pic, but it looks like I missed a whole month...sorry. I can assure you it is bigger. So, here we are in the 9th month already.....CRAZY! I can't believe my baby will be here this month....hopefully not later. I am so excited to be "officially" finished with school and packing up my classroom so that I can now concentrate on getting ready for the baby and resting. I was walking around wal-mart this morning at a very slow pace and finding myself completely out of breath and sweating (oh great..how am I going to survive labor?)

I have a doctor's appointment today and I think they do an ultrasound to measure bones and give an estimate of how big the baby is...but I know they are rarely right on. I just hope they don't give me a "big size" estimate or anxiety will start taking over me. Evan has to work and he gave me a stern warning that if I don't speak up and remind them that we do not want to know the sex of the baby..he will kill me. You see, last doctors visit, when we found out the baby was head down, the doc was about to put the ultrasound globe on my belly when Evan spoke up and reminded him we didn't want to know. The doctor said "Oh I am glad you said something, because I probably would have slipped up." Evan glared at me because he knew I wasn't saying anything. The truth is, as much as I want to know, I have waited this long and finding out now would make me upset. We only have 3 weeks left, I can hold out.

Evan has been amazing at organizing everything and getting stuff ready. I have yet to hit the "nesting" phase, so I mainly just watch as he organizes (it's a God given talent..that I did not get). We are both getting so pumped. We have most of our hospital bag packed and ready to go. It's still so surreal....but as I am being kicked in the rib cage right now by this little cutie, I am reminded this is real!