
Some days are good. Some days are bad. The last couple weeks Bean has gotten quiet active. Everything from Ninja Kicks, to Digging for Gold. It's pretty obvious he is growing nicely inside of me. The doctor said, movement is a good sign. It means you have a healthy baby. I think to myself WOW, I must have a really healthy baby because he is tearing me up inside. On the ultrasound they showed me our Beanie Baby even has hair! Boy, does he have lots of hair. I would suspect he will have enough to put up in pig tails. We can call him Antonio Beanhairhas.
I have also been having a time with the Hormonies. I wake up some mornings feeling chipper as a bird singing Zippiety Do Da, to being ripped from my cheerful moment to feeling really exhausted old hag. Then another moment later I am bawling my eyes out. Poor Dan has to decipher what is the hormonies and what is truely his fault. Usually I try to give him a heads up about my recent attacks. I say, I think I am having a hormonal attack. He usally responds with a hug and says poor baby. Course there are days where I don't recognize the hormonies and eat his head off like a preying Mantis on a romantic night with a guy mantis. Minus the romance part.
As for other things. Well, we finally got the baby bed, a stroller and the swing set up. All the clothes are hung on hangers. Don't worry tags are all still on them. And the rocking chair is already being commandeered by Dan. He sits in there and does all of his bible studies. So Cute!
I also can't decide what outfit I want to cuddle Mr Bean in when we bring him home from the hospital. Most likely something cool. It is going to be hot as Haiti's in the car I am sure. Oh that brings up other points of interest. What vehicle will we drive home in? What do I want to pack for my relaxing stay at the birthing day spa. ARF! I guess I need to make a moo moo. Also what kind of music play list do I want to make for the Hospital room. So many thoughts rumbling through my head. OY! Either way I am stoked!
Also my iron is doing a lot better. I am not feeling as wicked tired. Also my placenta has moved out of the way so I can have Bean with out a C section. Praaaaise! God!!! His mercy endures forever. There is something to be said about having a C Section. It's a tough procedure no matter what way you go around the mulberry bush.
Recently I have been looking into Lamaze. Evidently the procedure is bigger than just child birth. Here is a interesting link about the wonderful world of Lamaze. http://magazine.lamaze.org/
I found it pretty informative. Especially about the part of delivery. OY! We are so close!

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