A quick pregnancy update

...with a few pictures because why not?!?

Joy on the slide.

Jayden had been asking to go to the park all weekend.  When he woke up from his nap on Sunday he said "Mommy, my feet feel weird."  I said "huh, that's interesting, what feels weird about them?" (And I was really thinking something was going on, because he'd been running almost the entire morning and then went to soccer).  But then he said "yeah, my feet feel funny because they really really want to go to the park."  And so he won.  Because how can you argue with a three year old's feet?!?

Jayden training Daddy.

More training.

And some more training.  Until Carmen tapped out and I had to pretend to "run" down the hill.  

Some updates for the baby:
1. She is NOT breech.  Yay!  Not only did my doctor do the official "feel" test and decided the squishy part is at the top and the hard head is at the bottom of my stomach, but she checked to see whether or not I was dilated and actually felt the kid's head.  Kind of creepy, but also kind of awesome.  Now I can go back to enjoying the odd butt bumps to my upper left and kicks to my middle right side, knowing they are all coming from the right direction.

2. As previously mentioned, the doctor did check if I was dilated.  And I am - but not a lot.  "One and a wiggle," according to my doctor.  So I'm dilated a little more than 1 cm, but not quite 2.  Which is about normal, and I could stay that way for a week or more, so no need for everyone to start buying plane tickets yet.

3. Finally, I managed to LOSE four pounds this week.  It's really odd, for me and for 37-week pregnant ladies generally.  I thought I weighed in a little heavy at the doctor last week, but I'd even randomly weighed myself this morning and noticed I was down about four pounds.  My doctor asked if I'd been throwing up or if something had happened.  I explained I'd felt nauseous for a lot of the week and had maybe eaten less in the evenings, but it shouldn't have been enough to lose four pounds - particularly since the baby should be continuing to grow.  She's not worried - yet - but she is making me get an ultrasound this week to test the weight and size of the baby.  She doesn't think I'm carrying an eight pound baby - she thinks baby girl will be smaller than Jayden.  Which is generally okay with me, so long as she's healthy!  She asked me how I "felt," and I agreed I felt like this baby was smaller than Jayden - and for once she told me a mother's intuition is usually  right in these circumstances.  So we'll see.  It'll be interesting to see the baby one more time before delivery, but it also, as usual, tends to stress me out.  I'll be counting the minutes until the ultrasound (which is Friday at 2:30 pm).

I did get a treat today too: Stacy was in SoCal for the weekend and I took the day off of work for the doctor/errands, but mostly for Stacy. So we picked Jayden up from daycare early and spent the afternoon playing in the backyard and then ordered (some pretty awesome) pizza for dinner.  She left at Jayden's bedtime, and now I'm going to finish up some work and go pass out, hopefully.  It was actually kind of a busy day, but it was lovely.  Mostly productive, a little relaxing, and awesome to get to see Stacy!