34 weeks 3 days

Hey!  I had ANOTHER baby appointment today.  I feel like they happen all the time.  And now I "get" to go every week.  (which I already feel like has happened the last month due to OB appointments and alternating MaternalFetalMedicine check ups). If they told me something exciting like, "Good news!  It looks like you'll be ready to pop in 3 weeks!", than I'd find them much more riveting, but no such luck getting them to predict any such happenings. :(

Well, back to the appointment...I don't know much more than I did before.  I asked her to check me, but we decided not to.  It was the best decision...I just hate the unknown.  Speaking of the unknown, after having soo many ultrasounds its kind of hard for me have them say that there is ANYTHING they don't know.  I hate opening the door and seeing the ultrasound room and thinking, "what? we're not sure if the babys a little small? lets just hop over and check?" OR  "oh!  he may not be small, the baby could have just dropped? Lets just take a peek!"

Anyway, I'm antsy but I really don't want this baby to arrive for 3 more weeks.  Joel has Law Review responsibility for 3 Weeks...So its probably best if baby keeps growing.  for my schedule and for the baby's development of course.

On a positive note, my happy little supportive community here in the village threw the best lil shower for me on Saturday and it was a sacrifice of extreme measures.  There are some bad germs floating around the village and with sick babies at home, and husbands that didn't really have time to spare they took the afternoon to Love on my Babe. It was so very thoughtful, fun time with friends and filled with Love.  Thanks everyone!

Well, until I have something more to talk about (like fun news of a baby, progress report of labor drawing near or just the need to use lots of words while Joel is married to his office, I'm bid you farewell! GoodNight!

Good Morning Sad Night / Toe Woes

Good Morning!  So...When I went to bed last night, as I have the last few nights, I think to myself "I wonder if I should have packed a hospital bag, like the WTE e-mails keep telling me".  1/2 of me is planning on going into labor at anytime.  I'm contracting tons, on and off Diarrhea, loss of my plug, and the signs keep on going and going. (you're welcome for the TMI)  And then there is the other 1/2 of me, who is fully aware that ALL my symptoms of labor being near could stay exactly as they are for 6 more weeks...

But I constantly think about it none-the-less and when I was awoken with unbearable pain this morning at 2:30AM I was in shock that the pain was coming from my toe, of all places.  It wasn't my sciatica nerve, not my abdomen, not my silly nose that has been sneezing worthless sneezes for days...It was my fourth toe.  The one that I stubbed on Tuesday when I turned around in our "pinch point" between the kitchen counter and dining room table.  It was THROBBING.  A battle wound of pregnancy and a tummy too big to see where my feet are.  In fact I'm writing right now (4:38AM) because PanAway was about as effective as pouring water over it would have been, and my tylenol hasn't kicked in yet.  I kept thinking I would just sleep it off, but the pain is too intense.  It actually gave me great perspective on my contractions.  If I can't get my contractions to stop, I just go to sleep...Well they have obviously been sissy contractions because sleep always comes within minutes when my contractions are bothering me.  But not this pain.  This pain is INTENSE!  I think I broke my toe.  I'm quite angry about it.  I have the car today and want to run a lot of errands, but that seems quite difficult if I cant walk. Stupid Toe.

In other news, I'll be 34 weeks tomorrow!  I think.  (Dont judge me for not remembering. It's before 5AM.)  I decided yesterday that I'm selling our basic pack n play and finding one with a bassinet, as well as upgrading our basic monitor for a video monitor.  Our tax refund was a little more than other years, and I think I have time to find some good craigs list deals on both items.  Im still figuring out details of insurance covering a car seat and breast pump, but a friend has offered her car seat should baby come before the other seat materializes and my boobs aren't going anywhere should the breast pump be delayed.  I lost a little weight again the last couple days but I think that its water weight (I suddenly went from easily drinking 6-10 glasses of water, to barely finishing 4 or 5). My doctors haven't been too worried about it, and it hasn't stopped this baby from growing! EX:

My food cravings are consistent:  Granola, Cascadian Farm sweet and salty granola bars, Toast and OE eggs in the morning, Veggie Pizza anytime, Cashew Lara Bars (homemade Cashew balls are even better), and delicious food that someone else has cooked. :)

Well, I'm sure there's more in life to talk about, but my tylenol kicked in, and I have about 2 more hours of sleep to get before B and V are allowed out of their rooms! (I love digital clocks and the 7 AM rule!)

Good Morning and Good Night!

32.5 weeks

Hi!  I'm too lazy to find the cord to upload any pictures, and I am kind of in a funk of sorts so I apologize if this post drags a bit!  I'll do the best I can. :)

Last Friday we hit the 32 week mark in pregnancy as well as receiving the wonderful news that the wound area seems to be healed.  The Specialist Ultrasound Tech was short on information, but seemed thorough and skilled and reported great healing!  As amazing as this news was, I have been rather numb emotionally to the information.  I have to wait until my 33 week apt with my OB to find out if I am still considered at risk for Pre-term labor.  If she says no, I shall practically jump out of my skin in excitement, but I am figuring because of the skittish uterus status and 2nd Trimester bleeding that I still proceed with caution.  So although I am INCREDIBLY thankful for healing and God's protection of this little guy, I will feel better post 36 weeks.  (and just for the record, he can come as soon as he wants after 36 weeks!)

Part of my anxiousness is due to my frequency of Braxton Hicks.  I'm thankful that I'm not horribly uncomfortable, I am not on bed rest and Bear seems to be a picture of health, but its exhausting having so many contractions all throughout the day while attempting to focus on the rest of life.  I'm impatient with Benjamin and Violet, I'm bummed that my desire to nest and plan and pack and organize is halted with limited/no lifting rules and I'm just really looking forward to him getting here so I don't have to feel as though I should be ready for him at anytime.  All that being said, it has occurred to me that I can have Braxton Hicks like these and not deliver till 41 weeks.  Shoot, my friend was almost completely effaced, dialed to a 3+, contracting and went 10 days over.  Ah, the mysterious joys of conception, pregnancy and birth.

In other news...We are doing well.  I'm hoping that tomorrow we can get a quick start to our school day and take a therapeutic shopping trip to Target before 11:15 tomorrow.  Retail Therapy has its place in life and possibly my huhum attitude is a result of only getting out of the house for Church the last 4 days.  The kids are a little weepy, mommas a little "bitey" and it might be worth an aimless walk around the Red and Khaki cult to risk finding a deal or two that I can't live without. :)  Heck, I might even splurge on a coffee for mom and bag of popcorn for them.   (Woah, this frugal momma's getting CRAZY!)

Wish us luck tomorrow morning!  for a less crabby mom, for less emotional kids, and only one or two impulse buys :)