Let me start by saying we do NOT have a baby yet. Obviously if we did I may be too busy to put more than quick FB status update although who knows.
Saturday we got up and decided to run some quick errands. My ob wants me to be more active so I'm ready for the baby so to us that means a trip through the McDonald's drive thru for breakfast. Haha. From there we went to Target for baby stuff and I forced myself to walk around the store instead of going in the electric scooter. I can def tell I'm still not up to my old level of stamina because even though we weren't there very long I so badly wanted to lay down and rest before we left the store. From Target we went through the Starbucks drive through (yummylicious!) followed by a trip to the Gingerbread Construction Co.
What is the Gingerbread Construction Co. you ask? I can tell you first what it is not. It is not, as Paul mistakenly assumed, an actual construction company. The fact that it says gourmet cookies on the sign had already led me to that conclusion, but Paul is not as observant as I am. lol The other day I saw the Gingerbread Construction Co. on the Phantom Gourmet and didn't realize they had so many delicious types of muffins so of course I had to check it out! Especially since we drove by it every time we went to the hospital for my appointments.
Holy moly! Paul will def be making a trip here to get some cookies and treats for the hospital staff when we go in to have Emma. We went crazy in there! A dozen cookies and 6 muffins later (to be fair we did get some for friends) and we, and by we I mean Paul, cracked open the cookies in the car. I can attest to how delicious they are because I had a bite of Paul's peanut butter chocolate chunk cookie. Oh my goodness, oh my goodness. Later that afternoon I ate half of the Boston Cream muffin I had gotten. Holy heaven on a plate!
Then I got the nesting urge (or it might've been all that sugar I ingested) and went upstairs to work on the second guest room. Sitting on the floor I was able to consolidate a huge storage tub of random papers and notebooks into one semi-neatly organized smaller tub. The paper recycling fund raiser people by the library are going to love us! And I had an entire other bag of stuff to throw up. Mary, our cleaning lady, may love us, too, because now she can actually get in there to clean. Actually Mary may have a stroke when she sees how much organization we've gotten done in the last 2 weeks. We've even cleaned out the half bath that I was using as a storage area for Salvation Army stuff. lol I also filled up another huge storage bin of items to donate to Salvation Army in addition to the 2 bags I filled up the other day that contained purses, bags, and shoes. Paul is so proud of me!
Of course now I am exhausted so while Paul heads off to the Salvation Army I rested on the couch. We were meeting friends for dinner at Bucca di Beppo in Lexington at 6:30pm so at 5:30pm I headed up to shower and get ready. Paul wanted to know why when we live in an area that has great Italian food and it may be our last chance to go out to dinner that I wanted to eat at a chain restaurant, but what can I say? I love the Bucca. Although I didn't anticipate having to sit upstairs and the bathrooms being downstairs, but it was good exercise. The lady at the table next to us commented that I looked like I dropped, but I have no idea. I don't feel any different.
After dinner we headed home to chillax on the couch and watch tv and I realized I hadn't felt the baby move in awhile and it was the time of night that she usually is super active so I tried to wake her up. I had some cookies and milk, laid on my sides, poked at her, prodded her, shook my belly and nothing. One soft tiny touch is all I felt so I called the ob and off we went to the hospital. I felt surprisingly calm in the car because when I was praying on our way there I felt another tiny touch in the middle of my prayers. I knew she was okay, but just wanted reassurance. The ob on call had let the nurses know we were on our way so we headed straight to L&D and then straight into a room where I had a non stress test.
Baby E had a good heartbeat and I wasn't have any contractions and of course as soon as they hooked up the doppler thing to my belly she went crazy. The staff was so nice and I'm sure they get crazy pregnant ladies in there all the time who just want some reassurance. She moved the entire time we were in the hospital and still a little more when we finally got home around 2am.
If you need a hospital to have your baby at in the Boston area let me just say that Winchester Hospital is awesome. In addition to just being a nice looking hospital, the staff is excellent. Considering how often we've been there during this pregnancy we have been 100% happy and pleased every time we're there. The staff is super friendly (and not just the medical staff, but all the staff from the valet to the security guard to the information lady to the coffee ladies to the phlebotomists to the ER staff to the maternal fetal medicine ladies to the nurses to the doctors) and always makes time to say hi or have a quick conversation.
She's been a little quiet this morning, but I have my own fetal doppler so I listened to her heartbeat for a minute and felt good. Maybe she going through a big growth spurt and is tired. She can't have that much room left in there either.
So everyone is healthy and happy and resting this Sunday. My goal today is to put away stuff that Emma won't need until she's older (and I actually have room to store stuff now that I cleaned out the spare closet in our bedroom...imagine that!) and do some laundry.
God is good!
You can never be too careful when it comes to growing that sweet little girl inside you. ALWAYS trust your mother's instincts because they will never fail you. So glad she is ok and probably just getting some rest before her journey into the world very soon:-)
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