



Just a few quick photos of our precious girl. Full birth story to follow. It's been a long three weeks.

It feels like Fall. The sun is out and shining brightly, but the air is a little cool. It reminds me of sweater weather, pumpkin spice coffee, and pumpkin muffins. Yum! I know we haven’t even had summer yet, but this weather is making me nostalgic. As much as I love it, fall doesn’t last long enough in my opinion. If only we could bypass winter…
We did lots of packing this weekend. On the one hand it seems so soon. On the other hand, we close in 18 days. I think just seeing the majority of our belongings in boxes and living in such a bare apartment is what is most difficult. But, it will be here before we know it, and perhaps even before then we’ll have a little one to boot!
I had about an hour and a half of strong Braxton Hicks contractions on Saturday, coming about every 5 minutes apart. I think everyone around me was getting nervous and excited, thinking things might be moving forward. I reminded them that this could be the case for the next few weeks; I could have contractions for awhile but not go into active labor right away. Things settled down after I had some dinner, and a few glasses of water – I think I may have just been dehydrated. Braxton Hicks take my breath away. I talked to my doctor about this, but he said it was normal. I joked with him that I hope it’s not the same way with active labor – I can’t be struggling to breath amidst the pain and pushing. Anyone else experience trouble breathing with BH contractions?
This baby has hit the full term, 37 week mark today! How very exciting! I had hoped and prayed to go this far with the pregnancy, but didn’t know if I would with all of the complications I’ve had. I’m very thankful and praising God for allowing things to progress to this point.
While meeting with the baby’s pediatrician for the first time, we discussed the history of the pregnancy. I don’t think I truly realized all that we’ve been through with this pregnancy until I “shared my story.”
Phew! And this pregnancy isn’t even done yet!
My doctor has recently shared with me that he is proud of where I’ve been and how far I’ve come. Apparently he was very worried that I would lose the baby with all of the troubles I was having early on. He said he wouldn’t have told me that during the time, but looking back, he really thought I would lose her. That was difficult to hear and comprehend.
On Monday, I will be 37 weeks and full-term. I’ve dreamed and prayed for this moment. Especially all those months when I was on bed rest, or was experiencing complications.
Soon I will meet my little miracle baby.