33 weeks

So, I'm pretty sure all I blog about these days is pregnancy. But, since there are never any comments, and the blogs I usually keep up with hardly ever have a new blog, I'm assuming my blogging friends rarely get on here anymore. Ahhh well. Anyhoo, I'm 33 weeks. 7 weeks until my due date. For the most part, thankful for a healthy baby and a healthy me. I am having quite a bit of pain and stuff I didn't have in my other pregnancies, but again, a small price to pay for the blessing that awaits me. I had a TINY bit of a scare the other day. This baby is SUPER active, all the time. On Sunday I noticed he wasn't moving much at all. I told my hubby, he said to call the doctor, but I said I was probably just paranoid and wanted to wait another day to see how it went. Well, the next day, Monday, he still wasn't moving much AT ALL. So, I called my doctor and figured he would say, "Oh that's normal, at this point they are running out of room, etc, etc". Nope, he told me to go up to L&D so they could monitor him. This freaked me out. Mainly because with my other 3 perfectly smooth pregnancies, I never had to do anything like that, I only went to the Dr for my regular appts. and to the hospital to give birth. I took the kiddos to my dad and drove myself to the hospital. I didn't even tell anyone what was going on at the time, because I was so afraid of "claiming" any problems there might be. Crazy, huh? Stupid, right? LOL. Anyway, once I got there and they hooked me up, baby boy still wasn't moving...freaking out a tad bit more. Then, the super sweet nurse came in with a device and said she was going to "buzz" him. I'm not sure if it shocked him or just sent him a vibe, made noise, or what...but about a minute later he really started moving. Thank you, Jesus! After a little more monitoring, they said I could go, that everything looked really good. My doctor came in and talked to me, told me I did the right thing, not to feel silly or anything of the sort. He told me some other interesting info, then said even if I needed to come back in tomorrow for the same thing, not to hesitate, that it's better to be safe than sorry, and that's what they are there for. He made me really good about everything. Anyway, everything is going pretty good. We have almost everything we need for baby boy (except a name). I am trying to "enjoy" the last few weeks of this pregnancy and not rush it, after all, it SHOULD be the last time I will ever be pregnant.

On another note, I am really impatient with my children, mainly my boys, because they bicker all day. I feel like it is a constant battle to get them to behave, get along, etc. I always relish our Summer breaks together, and I think this is the first Summer I've ever said this, but I am SO ready for school to start back. I feel like an awful mother saying that, but it's true. I just want a break, I'm exhausted. The thing is, this baby is due right when they are supposed to start back to school, so I don't see myself getting a break while I'm still pregnant. Fun times, huh?