33 Weeks and vacation time!

My husband and I are on our way out of town in just a few minutes. We are heading to the mountains for a few peaceful days to rest and enjoy being together. I hope it's just what we need - to celebrate our life together before adding to our family.

I had an appointment yesterday and my blood pressure is a bit elevated. I'm going to have to go in again next week and then weekly, unless it goes back down. I'm hoping it was just a fluke because of the heat and some dehydration. I guess we'll see. It wasn't high enough for anything more than extra monitoring, so I'm grateful for that. I'd sure hate to miss our vacation. The doctor told me to go and have fun. It would be good for me and us.

I've been having a pretty significant amount of pain at my pubic bone. It's gotten pretty debilitating at times, but seems to have gotten a little better in the last two days. My doctor says it's normal, but it hurts! I've started going swimming at the YMCA and it's been heavenly. Why didn't I do this sooner? They have a warm water therapy pool. I feel like I could stay there all day. I started swimming when walking was too painful, but now I'm hooked. I think I'll keep going for as long as I can!

It's been a hard week on the Internet. Some beautiful people who are having to cope with illnesses and losses of their babies. I just keep talking to our Little Sprout and crying tears and prayers of gratitude for her little life inside me and tears and prayers of sympathy and hope for those who are going through such difficult times. My brain can't process it all.

What a week!

I began my 30th week with the fantastic 3D ultrasound experience, but the next day, I took quite the tumble in a parking lot when I was with my mom. I stepped wrong coming off a curb and landed on my hands and knees. I still look like a 10 year old that just fell off her bike. I should post a picture of my scraped up knees. I landed pretty hard. The sunglasses that were in my hand were totalled.

I called the doctor and they had me come in. I was an hour away, though. My mom followed me back. I really wasn't terribly worried at first because I hadn't hit my belly and I knew that falls like that usually don't cause harm to baby, but my mom was a nervous wreck. Of course, the whole way home, I kept poking at the baby, trying to get her to move and she was being stubborn, so I started to get a little nervous.

I called my husband as soon as it happened and told him, "your klutz of a wife just fell." He's laughing about that now. I didn't realize how worried he was until he came to the doctor's office to meet me when I was there. I wasn't expecting him and I could tell by the look on his face that we was very concerned. He told me later that just a few days before there had been a baby at the hospital that they lost due to a placental abruption and the mom was about as far along as I am now, so that probably had him a little edgy.

Anyway, they hooked me up to monitors for awhile. It took the nurse quite some time to find the little Sprout's heartbeat, which about gave her mom a heart attack, but once they found it, she did NOT like the monitor at all and started wiggling and kicking. It was great to just lay there and listen to the heartbeat and feel her moving again. The doctor came in after awhile and confirmed that everything looked good. He said that basically, it's extremely rare for a fall like the one I had to cause any major problems, but when they do, they can be devastating, so that's why they always suggest getting checked out after any kind of fall.

So, I rested most of the weekend. I had my regular OB appointment on Tuesday. I'm a little ahead of where I should be in the weight gain department. I was really depressed about it for a few days, because I feel like I've been trying so hard and doing so much better than I was pre-pregnancy, but it doesn't seem to matter. I'm a little more rational now, but I still feel like I'm a bit of a pregnancy failure this week. But, our little girl is doing well and moving around like crazy, and that's the important thing.

30 weeks - I'm such a slacker

So, I've been waiting to post until my wonderful husband took another bump photo, but I can't seem to pin him down. I guess I should just use my point and shoot in the mirror like everybody else!

I cannot believe that I am 30 weeks. When did that happen? We had our 3D/4D ultrasound today and it was amazing to actually see her face. She was folded up with her legs in front of her face, so we mostly got her profile and her

legs/foot, but it was still amazing. The tech had us reschedule so that we could get all the measurements she wanted, so we go for another one in a week and a half. I hope she's in a better position. She would not budge at all!

Now that I know

that she is in that position, I understand why I haven't felt her movement the same way in a few days. I still feel her move, but not in the same way. I'm relieved that it's just her position and not anything wrong.

She weighs about 3 pounds, 10 ounces and they said she measured 31 weeks 4 days. My husband says measurements at this point are +/- 2 weeks. So I'm trying not to panic about a big baby!

We've been doing some baby shopping and now have her bassinet and car seat and few other bigger purchases. We went through things and decided that we have everything that we really need before she arrives except a few smaller items. Of course there's still plenty to do and we're still waiting for our nursery furniture.

School starts in 2 weeks and I won't be starting. It's going to be very strange to not be wrapped up in the school year. I've been having lunch dates with teacher friends to stay apprised on the latest gossip and facebook is great for that stuff, too.

So, 10 more weeks to go. It doesn't seem that long any more!