Today is my last official day of being unemployed. I am really excited to start, but at the same time hope it's not too much on me. 32 weeks pregnant, and realizing that this soon will be coming to a close. That's exciting enough in itself.


Our baby shower is next weekend. I think it's going to be as non-baby shower as it can be. Co-ed, no games, no frilly stuff. It will be fun. I just figure, why should it be all girls? Josh is having this baby too, and he has been a part of EVERYTHING so far. Every doctors appointment, every shopping trip. And plus, he wants to be there!

We have a doctor's appointment tomorrow, so I'll update after that. In two more weeks we have an ultrasound to see if Bean if still breech. (Hope not.) Since I don't have work this Friday, I am going to try and make an appointment with a chiropractor that has a 98% success rate with turning breech babies. I found her through a friend who's midwife suggested her. I'm going to do everything I can do!

So this morning I found out that I got the job teaching at the preschool! It is right next door to Josh and my mom, which will be great when Bean is here. I start on Friday, and I am really excited! It will be good to teach again. I am worried about taking on a full time job right now, but we'll see what happens. At least if I go into labor or my water breaks, they'll only be a parking lot away. Haha. Hopefully the kids don't slip in the amniotic fluid.

I am trying to take as many pictures as I can during this pregnancy. I think it's crazy to look at them week by week and notice how much bigger I am getting! I can feel her every move, and if I poke hard enough, I can feel her shoulders and knees. It's amazing. I took some photos and I really enjoy them, stretch marks and all. I have really come to love how I, we rather, look these days, even if I am scarred for life. I understand that they are from the two best things that ever happened to me. I look at them with love now. They are a part of our family.

Ready.

I am so ready to have this baby. All the joints in my body hurt, especially my pelvis. I can't sleep anymore, I can't breathe. And to top that, I might be starting a new job next week. Am I crazy?

I think I must be.

We'll be at 32 weeks next week. That gives us very little time before she is here. I am giving her daily pep talks on getting out of this breech position. I'm still crossing my fingers hoping that she turns, but it's really up to her I suppose. She's already stubborn like her mother. Goodness.

I just found this blog and I think it's AMAZING!
www.pacingthepanicroom.blogspot.com

It's a husband who is documenting his wife's pregnancy week by week. Every week they take a picture, (he's a photographer so they're amazing) and they write a little update. She is pretty much only photographed in American Apparel, which I adore, and is as cute as can be. It's so interesting to read about people's pregnancies and I find it inspiring with few weeks to come.

30 weeks.

Really Feelin' It.

I am feeling pregnant. Just the last two days, I really feel it. I feel it in my feet, in my back, all over. It's getting to that point now, the home stretch.

I saw Dr. Busch yesterday, and he brought up how Bean was breech when we had our ultrasound. She still does have some time to turn, but with her getting bigger day by day, the time is short. We set up another ultrasound for 35 weeks. If she is still breech then, he said that the chances of her turning are slim. There are a few things I can do to try and manually move her, but the doctor said since I have had a previous C-Section, there is nothing that they can do to move her. I guess there is possibility of uterine rupture. I don't really want to have a C-Section, in fact I hate the idea of it, but in this case, there is nothing that I can do. Let's just hope that she turns!

Other than that, everything looked great. August 25th isn't that far away!

Pretty Funny.

Not my Idea of Fun.

Saturday night was kind of scary for us. Here is what happened...

We ended up spending 4 hours in OB triage. Bean hadn't really moved all day. I noticed when I got up that morning, because she is usually really active. I hadn't over exerted myself, just kind of putted around the house and ran some errands, nothing really out of the ordinary. I tried everything, laying down, drinking something cold, eating something sugary, but nothing seemed to be working. I called our childbirth instructor who is in school to be a OB RN and she told us to call the doctor. He wasn't available, so they had to page the doctor that was on call for him, and he waited an HOUR AND A HALF to call me back. He blamed it on our teacher, and said that we needed to come into triage immediately. We drove over to Banner Desert, so scared, and waited to hear what the deal was.

The nurse came in, they hooked me up to fetal monitors and all kinds of wires. Bean started to move, (thank God) but they wanted to make sure that she was alright. They did blood tests, urine samples, and an ultrasound. They looked to make sure that she was breathing, moving, reflex, all kinds of stuff. She passed all the tests, and they said that everything looked fine. I felt kind of ridiculous because nothing was wrong, but better to be safe than sorry. The staff there was SO amazing and they really calmed Josh and I down. We were just glad that everything was okay. We got some great new pictures of Bean though, and she looks so so cute. She has Josh's mouth, and the typical Nieboer nose. Ha.
She was literally bent in half. Her foot was up by her eyebrow! I wish I was that flexible sometimes. But we left around midnight, and everything was perfect. She weighs almost 3 pounds, and is around 15 inches long. She's just in there getting fat now. She was breech, but she has more than enough time to get in the right position to come out. We're praying for no C-Section, so cross your fingers everyone! Thank you for all the thoughts and prayers. We really appreciate all the love for little Bean!

Purchased.

Yesterday was our 28 week check up. Everything is looking great . We do have a scheduled C-Section on August 25th. That's only a few days before my 40 week date, and although I am not thrilled about the idea of surgery, it's a possibility. The ONLY way that I would end up having the surgery is if at all before that time I don't progress at all, no dilation, no effacement, nothing, then we'll go ahead with the surgery. My doctor is not okay with drugs that artificially start labor (and neither am I), and I am really determined to go as intervention free as possible so drugs are pretty much out of the question for me. That's the plan. Either way, we're having a healthy baby!

After the doctor we made a quick run to Target. We ended up buying Bean a few things, stuff for her bed, and a little onesie that Josh simply couldn't pass up. If it says I love Daddy on it, he's into it. Rightfully so. It's pretty simple, and I love it.
Pretty cute huh?
Then after a successful attempt at eggplant parmesan, which my husband loved, I decided to get crafty and put something together for Bean. I had seen so many cool mobiles online that people had made out of paper. I found a template on Martha Stewart's website (I know, pretty domestic housewife of me) and started cutting like a mad woman. I bought some multi-colored cardstock, picked out coordinating colors from Bean's new bedding, and built it. I think it turned out really pretty. If I had seen it in a store, I totally would have bought it! And I bet I made it for way cheaper (about $5.00) considering I had almost all the materials at home.

Belly Time.

The only decent picture I took all day. (28 weeks.)

Messy, but New.

Here are the pictures of Bean's newly painted room. I decided on the color the day before, taking into consideration her name and all. I rode my bicycle to the Ace Hardware, walked up to the color wall and literally asked the paint man, "Is this color TOO girly?" He replied, "I don't think so..." I figured that was the end of the conversation. He didn't seem to care too much. He mixed the paint for me, and I rode home hoping that this wouldn't turn out to be a nightmare.

I came home and started on the largest wall in the room, and just went for it. The more I got done, the more I liked it. It's pretty, but not too pretty. Hah. I don't know why that was important to me. I don't plan on decking her room out in frills and lace. Surprise, huh? I know the pictures are kind of bad, but I just wanted to get pictures of the actual wall color. Her furniture is all over the place, and Josh still thinks that her crib is a place for his newly folded clean clothes. Soon enough there will be a baby in said crib, and I don't think she will appreciate laundry all over her. Enough talk, here are the pictures.