How about this picture from the lake last weekend. Yep, that rainbow is ending right there at the edge. We should have gone off looking for that pot of gold but instead headed back to shore just in time for a big thunderstorm.
I cant believe that there is basically just a month left of the pregnancy. After 8 very easy months, life is getting a bit more difficult for me now. I havent been feeling great at all. The other day, I went into San Pedro for a doctor appointment and it took everything out of me. I felt really bad when I got back. It was an interesting appointment, though. The doctor asked about my braxton-hicks and I told him that I havent had any contractions yet. He seemed suprised and told me that I probably am having them. A few minutes later we headed to the other room for an ultrasound and he put his hand on my belly and said, "Hey, do you feel that? You are having a contraction right now." OOOOHHH. Well in that case, I actually have them all the time and am even having one right now. I was under the impression that they were painful but I guess they just feel tight. The other big thing for me from the appointment was that I can no longer tell what anything is on the ultrasound. It was easy when I could see the whole baby in the picture but now he is so big that we only see pieces of him. Of course, his heart is obvious because it is pumping away but other than that, the doctor says things like, "this is his femur", or "yep, still a boy" and just kind of stare at the screen blankly because it just looks like lines and blobs to me. We had a big talk about when I should head to the hospital with the labor which is a pretty big deal and pretty symbolic of the end. Other than that, I can no longer be comfortable in my bed or really anywhere else. I'm very depressed because I have always had this love affair with my bed and I especially love our bed here because the mattress is pretty soft. My mom has made her plane tickets so I'm hoping that this baby comes on time, although I'm ok with him coming a little early. The doctor says that he is about 6 lbs so as far as I am concerned, he is probably good to go whenever, although he is seeming very happy playing around in my belly.
I cant believe that there is basically just a month left of the pregnancy. After 8 very easy months, life is getting a bit more difficult for me now. I havent been feeling great at all. The other day, I went into San Pedro for a doctor appointment and it took everything out of me. I felt really bad when I got back. It was an interesting appointment, though. The doctor asked about my braxton-hicks and I told him that I havent had any contractions yet. He seemed suprised and told me that I probably am having them. A few minutes later we headed to the other room for an ultrasound and he put his hand on my belly and said, "Hey, do you feel that? You are having a contraction right now." OOOOHHH. Well in that case, I actually have them all the time and am even having one right now. I was under the impression that they were painful but I guess they just feel tight. The other big thing for me from the appointment was that I can no longer tell what anything is on the ultrasound. It was easy when I could see the whole baby in the picture but now he is so big that we only see pieces of him. Of course, his heart is obvious because it is pumping away but other than that, the doctor says things like, "this is his femur", or "yep, still a boy" and just kind of stare at the screen blankly because it just looks like lines and blobs to me. We had a big talk about when I should head to the hospital with the labor which is a pretty big deal and pretty symbolic of the end. Other than that, I can no longer be comfortable in my bed or really anywhere else. I'm very depressed because I have always had this love affair with my bed and I especially love our bed here because the mattress is pretty soft. My mom has made her plane tickets so I'm hoping that this baby comes on time, although I'm ok with him coming a little early. The doctor says that he is about 6 lbs so as far as I am concerned, he is probably good to go whenever, although he is seeming very happy playing around in my belly.
You're almost there! Those last few weeks are the toughest, uncomfortable, the anticipation, etc. Be glad you aren't here in Texas, we're already hitting 100 and the forecast is for 102 all weekend. Pillows were my friend at this point...between my knees, under my feet, behind my back. And the pool! So excited for you!!!!
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