This pregnancy thing is getting to be a real pain in the butt. Don't get my wrong, I can't wait to meet my little girl and introduce to her to the wonderful things this world has to offer. On the other hand, it's hard to keep that end goal in mind when your leg's hurt all the time, your back in killing you and your bra size keeps growing.

Whoever invented nursing bra's needs to be taken out back, beat within an inch of HIS life then have to go to every nursing/pregnant woman and apologize to them. Now I understand what my sister-in-law was talking about.

On a brighter note I am 29 weeks pregnant today and that means I have about 11 weeks left until I can meet Eva (or Sprout). I went shopping last week with Mom and Samantha and I almost had a breakdown in the middle of Motherhood maternity. That is after we spent about 3 hours in the Base Exchange buying necessities for her. I was just completely overwhelmed by everything. Thanks to my amazing Mom and wonderful sister I was able to get past the mental block and start to enjoy everything.

The last step is to go order the crib and dresser with Mom and Dad. I think it is so cute that my Dad wants to make sure the crib and dresser are safe for his Granddaughter. We should be going the 2 of April so hopefully everything is in before she makes her grand appearance. If not, I will have the cradle that my parent's bought in Germany when I was a baby. So even if her crib isn't here she will have a place to sleep, that is if I ever put her down :)

Once her nursery is set-up I will post pictures, put at this point everything she owns is all over about her room, on the double bed or stacked in the corner.

Everything is Fine :)

After reading my last post and talking to my Mom, I realized there was some room for interpretation. Everything is fine. My pregnancy is in the normal ranges and at this point all my baby is doing is growing. If the doctors/midwifes were concerened about something they would have me back in.

All these tests

I have come to the realization that there is such a thing as too much information.  I received an email from Group Health letting me know that I had new test results posted; it was the notes of the ultrasound tech from my last ultrasound.  As I was reading the results one thing stood out "hand remained flexed through out procedure".  So of course my over critical mind kept thinking, could this be something bad.  So I emailed my mid-wife and she finally got back to me today.

In her email she states that they were concerned about my babies limbs not growing due to the uterine synechiae they thought I had.  I had to Google that to figure out what the hell she was talking about, since I had not heard that term before.  It was the uterine band they mentioned at my anatomy screening.

I think there is a point were medical information can do more harm than good.  There is way too much information out there that a lay person can research and work themselves up into a frenzy over "what ifs".  I found myself doing that.

I need to relax and try and enjoy this time.  Because in three months I will not be able to sit on the couch and knit for the whole day.  I will be taking care of another human being that will have the ability to be anything she wants to be.  I need to focus on that.