Round Two...Here We go!: January 2015

Well, my attempt at keeping the blog up and running has failed again. I guess that's what happens when pregnant, working full time and chasing around a VERY active 3 year old! (Can't believe he's 3 by the way!!!!)

Well since it's been 8 weeks since my last post, I guess it's time for an update...

My pregnancy is going well. Everything is progressing right on target. Belly measurements are great, and he is SUPER active! It definitely has not been without it's share of "excitement" though. More on that later. My back has hurt a lot more this time around. Most aspects of this pregnancy have been very much like the first one, but the back pain has been much worse. It's not the worst thing, but I could definitely do without it.

I'm 31 weeks and 5 days today. My due date is officially less than 2 months away now! That really doesn't seem possible. The time is flying by! When I think of the list of to-do's I have to complete before his arrival, it starts to stress me out. It will all get done, but still a bit overwhelming when I really stop to think about it.

Griffin continues to be excited for the baby's arrival. Hopefully that continues come March. I registered him for a sibling class at the hospital where I'm planning to deliver, in order to help prep him more. Hopefully he enjoys it! We talk about the baby all the time with him, hoping to ease the pain a bit. ha! Sophie definitely knows something is up as well. She is my little shadow when I'm home, and has to be sitting ON me every chance she gets. Just snuggling beside me is not good enough. The baby has given her a few little love pats recently, which amazingly she didn't seem to mind. I think she knows time like this is limited again.

Well back to the "excitement" from this pregnancy. I use that term loosely because it wasn't exactly fun. Around 24 weeks, I was a total klutz and wasn't paying attention as I walked up some steps at work. I tripped and fell before my kids arrived for the day, prompting a call to my OB's office, just as they were arriving. Even though I didn't fall on my belly, I wasn't feeling a whole lot of movement from the little guy, so they had me come in for monitoring. Even though in the back of my mind I knew things were fine, all I could think of were the "what if's" and worse case scenarios. Thankfully he was completely fine, no cause for concern. It also reminded me just how little he still was. Once they had me hooked up to the monitor, I could hear him moving around all over, even though I couldn't feel a lot of the movements. He was swimming all over, and had plenty of space to do so. Since everything was fine, I returned to work, but they told me to take it easy. Ha! Right....kindergarten teachers don't have that luxury!

As if that wasn't enough excitement. About 2 weeks later I came down with the flu. Over Thanksgiving Griffin and my mother-in-law both had bouts of it, so between being around them and the sick kids in my class, I was basically doomed. I had been a good little momma and got my flu shot, but unfortunately it did nothing to help me this time. While G was at soccer one evening, I started feeling absolutely dreadful, and it only continued to get worse. As the night drug on, the stomach bug took hold, and Cindy got a slightly panicked phone call at midnight. (Definitely a perk of having a sister who's a labor & delivery nurse) The vomiting had started causing some contractions, they were all over the place, no pattern thankfully, but still scary nonetheless. After about an hour they went away. Matthew was timing them and being my "water coach" making me take a big drink every minute or two. Once we knew I wasn't in preterm labor, we were both able to finally get some rest. I was still having some residual stomach cramping the next day, so I called my OB's office. They had me come in again just to get checked out and make sure I wasn't continuing to have contractions. Thankfully that appointment was fine, baby was doing well, and no contractions, so we went home. I had started to feel a little better, so I thought one more day at home and I'd be good. Oooooh was I wrong. Unfortunately my 2nd sick day home I started feeling worse and worse as the day went on, and then the fever started. By the time Matthew got home from work it was over 101, prompting yet ANOTHER call to the OB. Of course it was after hours, so it went to the on-call midwife, who just happened to be the midwife who delivered G :o) She told me to go in to the hospital and be checked out by OB triage. Matthew's parents took G with them, and Matthew and I headed in to the hospital. Almost 3 hrs later, we left with a positive flu test and several prescriptions. Once again, baby was fine and I wasn't contracting, so those were definitely the silver linings, but I was not excited to be in the hospital mid way through my pregnancy again. I had a similar occurrence while pregnant with Griffin. This better be the last time until delivery!

Thank goodness once that was all behind me, things have been much better! We made it through Christmas, Griffin's 3rd birthday and New Years with flying colors. Now if you've managed to make it through this novel of a post...here are a few pics as your reward :o)