Feelin it

Tuesday will mark seven weeks on bed rest and I'm trying my best to stay up beat and postive about it all... I have a Dr's appointment on Thursday to see where my cervix is measuring in at and I'm hoping it's not too different from two weeks ago (.9cm) If all is good, I will be promoted to moderated bed rest. This means I won't be bound to the bed at all times. It's definitely been more difficult to remain in bed at all times but I think I have been good regardless.

That being said, tomorrow is memorial day and I NEED to get out of this house, even if it's only for a couple of hours. We're going to join my family for a little BBQ on the beach and I'm really looking forward to it. Don't worry, I'm not going to be doing cartwheels on the sand or diving into the ocean. I'll be parked on a lounger while I watch everyone else get to frolic in the sunshine. But hey, it's better then being stuck in my house for yet another day. I will welcome the ocean air, the cool breeze and taking in fresh air. The ocean is something that can always make me happy. The sound of the waves, the salty scent, the endless view of the deep blue water. It instantly makes me calm and happy.

Things have been going pretty good. I feel closer and closer to having the baby, and not just because the weeks are getting checked off one at a time. I feel worn out more. I'm sleeping A LOT less due to constant kicking all night long and having to get up to pee every hour. My back has started to ache here and there and it is harder to breath because the baby is taking up all the room. The kicking is crazy to me. He loves to stick his little feet in between my ribs and just kind of hang out there. Instead of the usual soft kicks they are much harder and more constant. I can actually see my belly jut out when pushes his feet against it. So weird but so cool. It's much harder to move around these days. The belly is big and is taking on a life of it's own. I've gained a total of 20 lbs and I still have just over a month to go.

Wow. That sounds pretty crazy to say......that's no time at all. Thank goodness the baby's room is starting to take shape. Mom, Lexi and Boss came over on Saturday and helped get things sorted out, organized and hung up. The room is ready for some paint and a crib, some art hung up on the wall, all his little tiny clothes hung in his closet. Yup, it's definitely taking shape and I can't wait to see the end result.

What a difference a year makes. Last Memorial day we were all over at Lanie's for a BBQ, we started drinking at noon and went through the night. It was an awesome day of hanging out with friends, playing chicken foot and having the time of our lives. Not a care in the world. Fast forward a year and life couldn't be more different. Not bad, just different. Now instead of partying my ass off I'm waddling to the rest room every 45 mins and feeling my son kick like it's going out of style. Yes, it's completely different from last Memorial day but I can honestly say I am happier overall now. More content, more at peace. I'm in a great relationship, about to start a new chapter in my life and excited to do so. I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss being able to let loose, have some drinks and party it up. Thankfully I have a great family who is very supportive and loving, so I'm sure Rob and I will still be able to have the occasional night out. But now it's time to experience something else. Being a Mom. Having a family with the man I love. Now is our time and I can't wait for it to begin.