Took this a few weeks ago with my camera. He hopped up in my lap, raised my shirt up, and informed me "I'm playing with my sister" then proceeded to roll his tractors and equipment around my big belly. It was pretty sweet!

3 weeks left, aaahhhhh! If only it would hurry up! But last Wed. she dropped down and I can finally eat and breathe! It's great. The heartburn isn't as bad as it was either. I am just glad I can finally walk our mile every afternoon without feelin' so uncomfortable. It's also easier to teach since I spend the whole time teaching up and moving, too. I'm so glad I've been able to keep working. I plan on working as close to delivery as I can, I think I would go crazy if I didn't get out of the house every afternoon and go hang out at the barn. The only down side to her dropping down is I spend even more time heading to the bathroom, I thought this was not possible, but trust me it is!


We had birthing classes last weekend. Jason handled it way way better than I did. I didn't watch any of the 3 videos they showed for fear of being completely grossed out and getting queezy in front of all those people. So I just looked down while they were playing. But the class was very informative and I really enjoyed the instructor. I'm just going to be very clear to my Dr. that I can either not see any part of this and push or I can see something and pass out and not push! My favorite part of the class was when they taught the husbands how to give us full body massages to relax us during labor. Of course we had to lay on our sides so only my right side was done. But that night I told him I felt uneven and needed my left side done ;) of course he knew I was full of it but he did it anyways! The birthing classes took up lots of time over Fri, Sat., and Sun. It's the most time I've ever been away from Hudson. Crazy, I know, but I love my little man and we both enjoy being together. He was fine while I was gone but then had some anxiety for the next week. I could not get out of his sight without him saying, "Mommy don't leave me." Like, I couldn't walk out of the bathroom ahead of him without him starting to panic. One night when we were putting him to bed he started crying telling me not to leave him and I said, "I'm not going to leave you." He said, "Yes, you will go to the hospital." So we tried to explain everything to him and he has seemed much better since. Let's just hope he handles it okay while I'm in the hospital and he has to spend the night away from me. I think Hoss can handle it, well, I hope he can!


I'll try to post an update on Friday, it's my first appointment where they will check me and see if there is any progress towards delivery.