The last two months have been complete chaos. I've been admitted to the hospital three different times for early labor, dehydration and infections. I've been sick pretty much since the day I found out I pregnant. I've never puked in so many different toilets, garbage cans, bushes or parking lots before in my life. We've have numerous extra doctor's appointments, had to have bio physical ultrasounds done on this little guy and just when I thought things were starting to get back to normal I get kicked down with Pneumonia. It's been a long few months and we couldn't have done it without our amazing family and friends that have helped out so much. During all this I couldn't help but think how easy I have it compared to what my sister has gone through. She is not only a single mom living in California on her own where family isn't an hour away to help and has spent the last how many months in surgeries with my niece due to a broken foot all during the busiest tax season for her. She makes me look like a pansy that has it easy over here.
On the upside, when we had our bio physical ultrasound done on Monday the ultrasound tech told us that the baby, who still has no name or who Brecklyn calls "Sister Jaxon", was measuring at 36 weeks 3 days and I'm only 33 weeks. My doctor hasn't confirmed it yet if he is going to change my due date or just let me ride it out to see what happens. He has measured big since our 20 week ultrasound. For some reason we make huge babies and it isn't a pleasant thing but, the least this little guy could do is cut his stay in the womb by 3 weeks, c'mon now.
This is the latest baby bump picture taken at 31 weeks.
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