22 Weeks

This time during my last pregnancy I had been on bedrest for 2 weeks.  Today we went to the Olive Garden for lunch (thanks Emily B. for putting that thought into my head) and then went to Costco where I actually WALKED AROUND (last time at the end of my pregnancy we went to Costco and I had to ride one of the scooters.  Do you know how hard it is to get close to the people handing out free samples in a scooter? ). 

During my pregnancy with Emma being on bedrest allowed me to obsess over every little thing going on with my pregnancy.  I spent hours upon hours on babycenter.com posting and commenting in my birth club.  This pregnancy I've hardly been on there at all and only on my phone.  Although I will say I've made my fair share of phone calls to the ob during the first trimester I think my history of miscarriage allows me that.  And thank God I have the BEST ob.  Her staff is so patient and so nice. 

I love, love, love not being on bedrest.  Although during my first pregnancy it was nice to lie around and be lazy and sleep lots which is something I definitely am not getting with this pregnancy.  I do tend to rest during Em's afternoon instead of doing anything productive, but sweet peanuts I am exhausted.  I'm considered a geriatric patient according to my husband. 

I am impatiently awaiting on my husband to decide on a baby name.  In the meantime Emma considers to astound us with her genius and good manners.  At lunch today an older couple sitting behind us stopped at our table on their way out to compliment us on how well behaved Emma was during lunch.  Although she did have one little meltdown over not getting her way we do not allow her to have a fit in the restaurant (Paul took her outside to calm down).  At home when she's finished eating she says "Excuse me please" to get out of her high chair.  She says "bless you" when someone sneezes and knows how to say please and thank you.  She also runs like Phoebe in Friends.  Hilarious!  I could brag on how awesome she is all night long, but I know that every parent thinks their kid is awesome so I'll spare you.  Plus I need a snack. 

I don't know how I can eat dinner and be hungry an hour later.  Sweet peanuts!