Happy Happy Happy

**cliff notes version: all is well at 26w4d, baby meets his movement quota easily so far and I feel great.

I’m sitting outside in the sun, eating my yummy BLT on toasted wheat, playing with my brand spanking new macbook laptop. I’m loving life and loving living in CA. It’s a gorgeous sunny day without a cloud in the bright blue sky.

The lion cub is doing well. Dr. Wonderful suggested I start doing daily kick counts, a few weeks earlier than the norm but he felt like it would give me some peace of mind and he wanted to know if his movement decreased at all. I’ve been doing them for about a week and so far he meets his daily quota easily. Yay!

My monthly appointment last week was uneventful. The doc said my weight gain was good (about 15 lbs so far), my bp was good (122/70), my urine was good, and my fundal height was right on track (I have no idea what the actual measurement was). He said I’m healthy and doing well and I loved every minute of it. He rocks.

I finished up our registries last week and it felt so good to pick out the last few things for our sweet little boy. I can’t believe I get to do it. Being pregnant thrills me everyday and makes me a little giddy.

My mom is ready to send out the baby shower invites any day and we learned last week that my husband’s two sisters, including the SIL who is due 3 days before me, will be making the trip up from southern CA to celebrate with us. I am so touched that they are both making time to celebrate with us. The shower itself will be crazy – including me there will be four very pg women there – three due within a week of each other. I can’t wait to get pictures of us together.

On the home front, things are progressing nicely. We picked out all the stuff we need for the bathroom redo and got a schedule for our contractor/father of my SIL. End of May it is. I can hardly contain my excitement.

Dh and I spent last Saturday in the backyard rototilling it into some semblance of a level yard of dirt rather than a few mounds of rock hard clay. This weekend we have big plans to mark off beds and install the rock borders. If I am lucky I might get a few tomatoes in the ground. Woohoo! It’s our last free weekend until the baby arrives and I am hoping to wring every last bit of productivity from it as I can.

Next weekend we start birthing classes. Holy crap, that means birth is soon, doesn’t it??? Can’t I just stay pregnant for a lot longer? I’m loving it and as much as I want to meet our little guy, I could totally stay in this lovely place for six more months. LOL. As if. And I’m sure come June I’ll be begging for relief. But for now I’m milking it for all it’s worth.

Oh and the boy started getting hiccups last weekend! At least that is what I think they are – he just starts vibrating for a while, 20 minutes or so and then goes back to his peaceful little self. A few times a day now I notice it and it cracks me up. I can just picture his little body bouncing all over.