35 weeks and counting

Well I've made it to 35 weeks! I have gained a total of 14 pounds and my ankles are still there but puffy. My baby girl kicks constantly and has decided that she loves sticking her little feet up into my left rib. OW. It hurts like a son of a gun! Yup. It does. I am starting to get used to being uncomfortable. I'm trying really really hard to just treasure these last few weeks of pregnancy because I know myself and I'm crazy. I'm so crazy that I know I will actually miss all of this someday. My appointment was kind of a bust this week. The doctor wasn't in the office because he was delivering a baby. I guess that's the way it goes in the world of labor and delivery. So I was hooked up to the monitor and Cadence's heart rate wasn't showing very good variability with a rate only in the 110's. I started to feel anxious and nervous. I didn't pack a bag or even consider what *could* happen if she didn't look good on the NST. The nurse gave me some nasty soda to gulp and within a few minutes her heart rate was much more variable and the rate was up a teeny bit. Shew!! It got me thinking that I might want to pack our bags and just keep them in the car. I have lists of things I want to do before she's here. I've been chinking away at it slowly all while trying to lay down as much as possible to keep the contractions under control. The other night I had contractions every 3-4 minutes for over an hour and finally with the breakthrough pill I was able to get them to stop. But it is a reminder that she is in there and she WILL be coming out soon. We are shooting for 37 weeks at least.

Here is my view looking down.  Yes I can no longer see my feet! 

Here is another one of my horrible bathroom shots!