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First things first; I'm 29 weeks today. What? 11 weeks left!! I had to keep this pregnancy a secret longer than that and now that's all the time remaining. Andy and I can't wait to meet Hope so we are getting very excited in these last precious weeks. Occasionally (frequently) one of us will sneak into her room just to be in there and near her things, and the other will jump in totally outraged saying "you're in here without me???!!!!" like we are missing out. It's amazing how much her room feels like her space, it feels special and ready for her.
|Anyone else excited I managed to wear a bra this week?
As you may recall, last week I mentioned my follow up anatomy scan. I have completed the ultrasound (despite Hope using it as an opportunity for a dance party) and passed with flying colors (and even passed out a little bit from laying on my back). Meaning, my Dr emailed me to say the placenta previa is completely gone. YUP, COMPLETELY!!!! No additional scans will be necessary and I am free to deliver this baby however she sees fit. Thank goodness for my bump being giant, I think that helped. I feel such an immense amount of relief and honestly some genuine excitement for the big day. I know, pain is scary, and how could I look forward to such an intense and long day? Well, I think a big part of my excitement is just knowing I have the ability to deliver my child naturally instead of automatically being in the C-section camp. I've always imagined (yes, some girls think about having children as much as they do about their wedding day) going into labor on my own and the anticipation of meeting my baby overwhelming me to the point that there is no fear. So, knowing I can go into labor naturally without bleeding to death is exciting, even if I ended up having a C-section anyway. I'm also a fan of Hope choosing her own birthday! So, now that the scary stuff is officially over (I am the 84%!!) lets just keep our fingers crossed for a safe and healthy delivery in January. Now I just have to think about weird things like how much she kicks in a day (the Dr makes you see how long it takes to get 10 kicks) and what position Hope is in, (transverse, Breech, or head down). I didn't know you had to think about any of that before getting pregnant. It's a little bizarre, thank goodness for Kick Counter Apps. The rest I'll leave up to my Dr to worry about.
|No placenta previa for this gal!
Whew, glad that's over! Want to see some Halloween silliness? This year, with me being very pregnant, I wasn't feeling up to our usual all out costumes and multiple parties. BUT, wasting a Saturday Halloween is just plain wrong AND the Halloween Spirits smiled upon us and bestowed two house parties upon us. House parties are great when you want to eat and sit down so I was game for both! I was very lackluster in the costume department so Andy took the reigns this year. First he came up with his costume and then thought long and hard about mine. He insisted that the bump be part of the costume (I understood and agreed with this instinct) and since he did 100% of the work of thinking it up and making it for me I gladly smiled, put it on, and had a blast at both parties (thanks again to the awesome people who hosted this year! And a big thanks to my awesome husband). Andy went as a "Liar" (VW Emissions Engineer) and he dressed me (and Hope) as a VW beetle! He made hope the top round portion of the car. The costumes were a hit, some people thought my bump was fake and one clever man at the grocery store made the point that Andy did a lot more to make my costume than just designing/creating the cutouts! Hahaha, clever guy figured out that Andy IS the father! (Maury Povich Joke? No? ok.)
|The VW Engineer and his Bug
|The front of the Bug (We added a 60's flower to the belly button later)
|Side view of the completed costume.
So there you have it, all good things! I do have one funny Hope anecdote before I go rest this bump; last night I laid on my left side to go to sleep and that little stinker decided she wasn't ok with that sleep position so she promptly and firmly planted both feet on my left side and somehow managed to make it feel like she was standing up in my stomach putting all of her weight on my squishy organs. It was very not comfortable, I got the message and rolled over just as quickly as my roundness would allow. Stinker. As if sleeping isn't hard enough already? There are only two positions I can sleep in, left side or right side, both cause a decent amount of pain in the hips and back and she wants to be picky? Again, what a stinker.