The past three weeks have been great, though. Funny story, before I forget: So if you have been paying any attention, you may have noticed that I have been somewhat emotional throughout this pregnancy. The definition of "over-emotional" was surpassed a couple weeks ago when Daniel and I went to the DMV to try and get our Hawaii driver's licenses (because who wouldn't want a license with a rainbow on it?). But anyways, long story short we waited in line for an hour at the location we thought was the driver's license division, come to find out we were at the wrong building. So we drive to the correct building and wait another hour in line just to get turned down because we forgot our birth certificates (and the lady claims we needed our marriage certificate too...for a driver's license...). As we leave the DMV, I just break down in tears because I am beyond frustrated at how unproductive our day is. Daniel, being the happy-going guy he is, decides that we must get McDonalds to at least make the trip worth it (because if you know anything about Hawaii, civilization is at least a half-hour drive in each direction). I order my usual: 6-piece nugget kids meal (don't judge) and Daniel throws in an ice-cream cone to make me happy. As we are driving home, I am still sad and frustrated and just lickin on my ice-cream cone as an ambulance comes up super fast behind us. Daniel pulls off the road, my ice-cream flies out of my hands, and lands face down on our sandy car floor. At this point, I just lose it and am feeling like my whole world is coming to an end (because of an ice-cream cone). Daniel, in a state of confusion and probably wondering what the heck is going on with me, picks up the ice-cream cone and licks off all of the sandy parts (yes, you read that right) and hands it back to me, perfectly clean. And then I start crying again, because his act of love was just so beautiful. He's a keeper. Believe it or not, but it's moments like this that make our marriage beyond romantic and desirable. He's just genuine, in everything he does.
Outside of my crazy emotions, we are just preparing for the move in June by selling some stuff and throwing away useless junk. Yesterday, we threw away about 7 garbage bags full of who-knows-what. I mean, how did we even accumulate that much JUNK?! And the sad part, we aren't even close to being done yet, which is also why we are starting two months early. Plus, when baby is here we won't have time for that!
How far along: 31 weeks
Due date: June 10, 2014
Sleep: I wake up about every 2-3 hours, on the dot. Just prepping for baby I suppose...
Best moment of this week: Husband, movement, updated ultrasound picture that clearly depicts what her face looks like, and developing the waddle (I might be over-exhaggerating on that last one, but I feel some swaying going on).
Miss anything: I miss being able to go throughout the day without constant back pains. That has been the hugest negative development over the past weeks. It's a constant ache and pain.
Movement: Firecracker. Pow, pow, pow. It's getting really neat, though, because she is getting big enough that I can literally feel limbs when she presses them against my skin.
Food cravings: String cheese, frozen fruit, Buffalo Wild Wings.
Anything making you queasy or nauseous: The thought of finals this week makes me nauseous.
Labor signs: Nope! But I finally understand what Braxton-Hix contractions feel like! I'll check that off my list now.
Belly button in or out: Groovy, part sticks out, part is flat. One word: Sexy.
Wedding ring on or off: On
Happy or moody most of the time: Happy, lovey, yet borderline overemotional at times. (Refer to ice-cream story)
This was at 29-30 weeks:
Here's the cool picture I mentioned:
