FINAL COUNTDOWN- 36 Weeks

OK folks. So we're down to less than a month. Less than 4 weeks. This is really going to happen... soon.

I haven't been blogging much lately because it's been tougher the last four weeks. I've been way more tired and uncomfortable. Which is obviously to be expected... but after a day of working/ running around with a toddler... I don't want to get on here and complain. Which is probably what I would do. Haha. Just ask Logan.

We had an ultrasound on Thursday and everything checked out great once again. The pictures weren't good but that is because he is squished in there, so there wasn't a whole lot to see. Also, he is head down and facing backwards so we couldn't see his face. Because oh yeah... that is how he is supposed to be to be delivered. He's already prepared.

Also... (TMI alert *sort of*) he's already really low AND I'm one cm dilated. Meaning... this could happen sooner than later. (Though, of course, it could also mean absolutely nothing and I could still be pregnant forever). I have felt for a long time that he would come early. The doctor "predicted" (without any actual facts or science behind this prediction) that I wouldn't go all the way to my due date. She said that she thought I would be about a week early. She also said that moms' instincts are usually right. So... maybe we'll have an early baby? I guess we'll just have to wait and see.

Maybe that's why I haven't done too much to get ready for the baby. I hate the "wait and see" part. I hate just feeling like I'm waiting for something to start. I guess that if I feel like I still have to wash clothes or make a bed then I still have something to do and I'm not just waiting. I don't know.

Maybe baby brain has just taken over.

But on another note... we've been having a fun Saturday here. Our nephew/cousin/cousin's child... whatever you want to call him had his third birthday party today. So we had tons of fun splashing in the pool and playing with about a million other cute kiddos. I'm bummed I forgot my camera because there were so many little ones that I could have just eaten up.

Next week Dex is attending his first little camp at our church. (With some guardianship from AJ). I'm excited to have a couple hours on two days to be able to clean/nap/eat something without Dex stealing it. I'm also really happy for him to have some time with other kids since he doesn't get that as often anymore.

Anyway... I'm off to relax for the few more minutes that Dex spends napping and Logan spends having boy video game playdate time with our friend. Have a great weekend all!

FINAL COUNTDOWN- 34 Weeks

So guys. Less than six weeks left until we meet Little Mister. We still haven't really started preparing a whole lot for his arrival. I think it's mostly going to be laundry anyway. We don't need a whole lot out, seeing as Dex will just take it upon himself to play with everything we take out anyway. I tried to get a couple of things sorted and he just pulled everything out of the box and got mad when I tried to put it back. Oh well... learning to share will come one day at a time. 

Things have changed in the last two weeks for sure. I am definitely feeling much more pregnant now. A slightly sore back and the impossible task of getting comfortable reminds me that the time is getting closer. I went to the doctor on Wednesday and everything is still checking out perfectly. The heartbeat is great and my belly is measuring just as it should. Which is slightly hard to believe considering the fact that I've only gained 16.5 pounds so far. Crazy. Total 180 from last time. 

I've also been feeling a lot more tired, so trying to catch any rest that I can. AKA. Any time that Dex is down... I'm down. Yes, I love having the schedule of a toddler. This also means that the housework has been falling slightly by the wayward... but I'm sure we'll get it under control soon. Oh well. Declan is just going to have to learn to pick up his slack. Haha. 

Anyway... more later, but for now Dex is down for the count which means it must be mommy nap time too. 

FINAL COUNTDOWN- 32 Weeks

Hey guys... I only have eight weeks left? How did that happen so fast? Now, I know that two months is still awhile, but really... eight weeks? I can't believe that in about two months I will be the mother of two. Declan will transform from being the only into a big brother. I think I've always been able to picture myself as the mother of more than one child. Heck, I've taken care of enough kids to know at least a little of what it's about... but I really can't picture Dex as having a younger brother. I know that we will all grow together every single day, but for right now... I really can't picture it.

I haven't really commented too much on the actual pregnancy lately. That's because it is all going pretty swell. Every now and then I get a little emotional. (And Logan, if you read this... remember that it really IS only a little compared to last time haha). Every now and then I get tired, or don't feel a little well... but that really is only now and then. For the most part I feel absolutely fine. One or two tiny spider veins and a bit of heartburn, but other than that I really don't have much to complain about.

I had an ultrasound at my 30 week appointment (two weeks ago) and everything looked great. The baby was measuring in at 3.5 lbs which is the 53rd percentile... so, right on the mark. I had actually lost three pounds between my previous appointment and then, but gained most of that back in the last two weeks. As of right now, I have gained just shy of 16 pounds.

People have actually given me some words about this. Not so much now that my belly is actually bigger, but before I would get comments about how I didn't look pregnant at all or was really tiny. Now, a word to the wise... Don't ever comment on how big a pregnant woman looks. Ever. Not if she's big, and not if she's small. If she's big, she probably thinks she's 100 times bigger than she actually is and really doesn't want to hear that she looks like she's having twins. (Ha ha? No, I think not) And if you tell her she looks small, you probably think that you are giving her a compliment. Actually you are giving her a reason to stress about whether or not everything is good and healthy and growing right. It's a really backhanded compliment so... it's probably better to just not say anything at all.

I am perfectly healthy. All my tests are great. The baby is also super healthy and moves around all the time. Like right now for instance. So... my weight gain is right where it should be. Even though it's definitely less than it was with Declan.

But enough about that. Love to all, here and back home!