Maternity photos!

Yesterday we went for our maternity photo session. Being a Grade A space case, I realized my baby shower is only a few weeks away last week and I wanted to get photos done before that. From previous posts, you will know that it has kind of been a disaster. So . . . I went to Target thinking we would at least get something to remember this long awaited event by and it wouldn't cost me an arm and a leg.

Besides ultrasounds, it was the most fun thing we have done pregnancy related. We really enjoyed it and Target actually did a really great job and we got the mother load of photos for not very much.









I am so glad we ended up getting photos for this, since it is highly unlikely that we will ever be doing this again. They are even planning on using one in their lobby.

I have taken two nights of iron to help with my recently discovered anemia and was feeling pretty lively for the first time in weeks. This was probably also due to the fact that I had so much fun celebrating our pregnancy. My grandma was going to the mall so I went with her, hoping to find some stuff for the house and something to wear at the baby shower. In only 20 minutes of walking there I had intense back pain and cramping. About 15 minutes after that, I started having multiple Braxton Hick contractions with pain. My doctor advised me to go to Labor and Delivery if I have 4 or more in an hour. I had 6 in 45 minutes. We went home and hubby made me lay down on my left side and chug water. Within an hour, the braxton hicks diminished and the pain went away. I know I am supposed to visit the doctor, but wanted to give my body a chance to help itself before I spent the evening in the hospital. Everytime I get up I get another contraction. I am so paranoid now about labor it is unbelievable. I am just going to stay laying around all day today.

Today is a very special day! I am the big 2-6! Being infertile has made holidays hard, especially birthdays. For three birthdays I wished on my candles (nerdy, I know) for a baby. The first was hopeful. The second was okay. And my last birthday was so sad and my wishing was with complete desperation. Just one baby, that's all I ask, I will never want anything again (except for the baby to be healthy of course). But this birthday all I have to wish for is my TWO babies to be healthy in just a matter of weeks. Being paranoid and bedridden does not take a single thing away from how special and amazing that is to me!

Happy Valentine's Day!