Squirmy Worm - 26 weeks even

26 weeks today! I love Sundays for this very reason.  Since last time not too much has been going on. Still lazy with school, enjoyed my NICU experience and worked a ton in the ER. Trying to save as much money as I can before she gets here. I'm doing pretty well I must say. My belly has expanded even more this week. I know I said that last week, but holy cow, she is growing like crazy. I think I say every time how much she moves, but she is moving even more. It's not a lot of tumbling, more stretching and flailing. A lot of rolling lately. She feels like a fish. I know that's a weird analogy but that's what she feels like, a big fish.

I've always said that I am my happiest when I'm with Skylar, Brooklyn and Jordyn. They are the light of my life, I love those little girls more than anything and am my absolute happiest when surrounded by these three little blessings. I remember telling my mom the first time I held Skylar that I couldn't imagine feeling happier or more in love with anyone or anything.

I can now add one more thing that makes me feel that way. Thursday Matt was over for dinner (Yes, I made dinner, by myself and neither of us got sick/died) and we always lay in bed so he can feel her dance, she's been feister lately and reacts a lot more to being poked and jostled. I wonder if she thinks it's a game; when you poke, she pokes back. Well Matt was doing his usual shake and jab, and blowing raspberries on my stomach. She went to town, kicking and rolling, probably the strongest I've ever felt. This made Matt light up, laugh and continue to poke. He got close to my belly talking to her, kissing my stomach, all the while his lips on my belly. Scarlett gave him one quick pop to the mouth which through him into a fit of laughing and a frenzy of more kisses. Watching the two of them interact was indescribable. Him laughing, smooching and talking to her while she wiggled, kicked and rolled just made me feel complete. The love the two of them have for each other made my heart overflow, I'm the luckiest girl in the entire world for the two of them, I can't imagine my life without him and her. I could have laid there forever watching the two of them, feeling her move, having my globe of a stomach kissed by him, it was just perfection. I cannot wait to see them together once she's born. I know they will tag team me and make it impossible for me to say no to them both. She's already got him wrapped around her little finger, and soon he'll have her wrapped around his. She's going to be a Daddy's girl. I love them.

Nothing else this week compares to that. Scarlett's been busy growing both herself and her home, I've been laying in the pool trying to get us both some vitamin D. And yes, I am wearing my prepregnancy bikini....plan is to do so and not buy new bathing suits! This is my last full week of 4th quarter and I'm ready for the nearly two week break to hopefully gain some motivation to do work as well as organize my endless baby stuff!

I also took some baby pics of mine and some of Matt's to compare and contrast. Scarlett is hands down going to be the most beautiful little thing in the entire universe. I cannot wait until she's here (please wait till September kid) to see what she has of me and of him.

How far along? 26 weeks even

Total weight gain: We'll see on the 8th 
Maternity clothes? Nope, still fitting into my clothes, bikini included
Stretch marks? No new ones
Sleep:  Horrible, reflux is the worst.
Best moment this week: Thursday watching Matt and Scarlett.
Miss Anything? Prepregnancy body
Movement: Pretty much all of the time, I wonder when she sleeps.
Food cravings: Cantaloupe. Yum
Anything making you queasy or sick: Just the reflux
Gender: Miss Scarlett
Labor Signs: No braxton hicks or anything
Symptoms: Reflux, constantly
Belly Button in or out? looks goofy, but wayyyy in
Happy or Moody most of the time: So incredibly happy
Looking forward to: My break 

Expanding Family - 25 weeks 1 day

It's always been very important to me that Scarlett have her family. Family is invaluable. They're the people that love you unconditionally and have your back for all of time. I love my family. I love our dynamic and the fact that I'm close to my extended family. I don't know what I would do without all of their support.

I hadn't met Matt's family yet which was causing me some anxiety. I know that he said that they were thrilled about Scarlett, but I couldn't necessarily say the same about myself, not until they had the opportunity to meet me and get to know who I am.

I got that opportunity yesterday. Man was I nervous. I've never been so nervous to meet parents before, I've never had an issue. I usually work my "sweet and innocent" angle, however, clearly pregnant kinda destroys the whole I'm sweet and innocent thing. So I went for being myself. We headed out to Indiana at 8am, it's an hour and a half drive which isn't too terrible. Wheatfield is beautiful. It's the size of Iola, WI but looks like Waupaca, WI. I love it. It looks like it was a good place to grow a family. 

I brought flowers for his mom, the same kind my mom likes, and was pleasantly surprised to get a big hug when I walked into his home. Immediately when I walked in I felt calm. His parents are wonderful. Why I would even be nervous about that is beyond me because they raised such an incredible son. I was grilled about everything from my genetics to my goals. I expected it, here comes this girl with a belly that they've never met. They embraced Scarlett and I whole heartedly.  I was afraid that they would think I was trying to trap their son, so I made it a point to explain myself, my plans, my goals, my hopes, my dreams, all of that.

I was able to see pictures of Matt as a baby, he was an absolutely beautiful baby and child. Both of his parents think Scarlett will be beautiful. Originally Matt said that baby girl has my nose, but looking at baby pictures of him, our little girl has his nose. I love it. I can't wait to see what of him and what of me that she has. The one thing we all agreed on is that she will be gorgeous.

It was a great day, lots of talking, getting to know one another and relaxing. His mom made homemade lasagna for dinner, it was amazing. I invited her to the baby shower, also to be in the delivery room when she is born(if she likes). She has two sons and a grandson and this is her first girl. I want her to be there with my mom and Matt when she comes screaming into the world. I want her to be able to have that experience with us.  I also passed on that my parents invited them to stay at our house for a few days when she's born. It's so important to me that she is included in all of this. I don't want her to feel that because she is in Indiana that she is removed from her granddaughter.

I love how much they love Scarlett. I love how excited they are about her. I love how they light up when they talk about her. I love that they want to be family. His dad put his hands on my belly and told me that she feels good. I agreed, I told him that she does just feel good, all around good. She has a good soul. She's calm, and stubborn and feisty. I thought that was funny that he explained it the same way I've explained it to other people.

We stayed for over 10 hours before heading home. It went 100x better than I ever expected. His parents are just great. I can tell that we will all have a great relationship. Scarlett is the most loved little girl on this planet. She has two great sets of grandparents who adore her. I hope she can feel just how loved she truly is. I feel so relieved to have the love and support of his parents, it makes me feel like I'm doing things right and that everything will be just fine. I'm happy that they know that I am genuine, independent, respectful and grateful. I can't wait for them to get to know me better and vise versa.

That being said I do feel relieved. Emotional, but relieved. I had so much pent up anxiety about meeting them. I've been really stressed out, overwhelmed and feeling like I've been spreading myself thin. I have been trying my best to keep everyone happy and not step on anyones toes. It is a lot of work walking this tightrope. I literally want everyone to be happy in my life and Scarlett's life. I know that some things are out of my control, but the things I can control (or things I think I can) I'm stressed about. I want everything to be the best for Scarlett. I know now more than ever that I have the support she and I both need but sometimes I feel like I'm alone. I know that Matt is standing beside me and our parents have our backs...but I feel alone. Especially recently. I think I'm just getting scared and nervous now that she's 14 weeks and 6 days away from being here and there is still so much I need to figure out and organize. I want nothing but the absolute best for my little girl and I will do everything in my power to make sure this little blessing has the life she deserves and nothing less. 

My belly has really puffed out in the last few days. It's crazy, both her and my uterus are growing like crazy, I think she's run out of room on the inside and is now pushing my belly out. I think she's starting to get cramped, she doesn't flip around quite as much and is still breech. She reminds me by kicking my bladder and cervix lol. She moves around a lot, lots of elbows and knees and wiggling. I get so much joy laying on my back with my hands on my belly feeling her move about. I take the time every day to appreciate her moving around and have that "quality time" with her. 

How far along? 25 weeks 1 day

Total weight gain: Now my belly is bigger, probably more than 8.
Maternity clothes? Not today
Stretch marks?  Found a new one of my thigh, but that's it
Sleep:  I haven't been sleeping well at all, I can't fall or stay asleep.
Best moment this week: Meeting my new family
Miss Anything? Feeling carefree
Movement: Girl is wigging as we speak :)
Food cravings: Shrimp and chocolate. Not together
Anything making you queasy or sick: mmmm just the heartburn but nothing food wise
Gender:  Little lady
Labor Signs: Nada
Symptoms: Antsy and my upper back hurts. Not my lower, which is interesting
Belly Button in or out? Shallow, but it's too deep to pop out
Happy or Moody most of the time: I am happy, I'm just very emotional and feeling overwhelmed this week
Looking forward to: Saturday, this is a busy busy week.

Cut from the same cloth

I've always felt incredibly lucky to be my mother's daughter. In both the literal and metaphorical sense. She is the most wonderful mother, friend and confidant anyone would be lucky enough to have. I consider myself blessed. I've always said if I raised my children doing half as well as my parents did I would have done a damn good job. She has been truly amazing during my pregnancy. At 53 I don't think she was planning on being a grandma but she has more than risen to that challenge. She has supported me and her grandbaby unconditionally. She retired this year from Baxter (after 33 years) and graciously offered to watch her grandchild while Matt works and I finish up school. We were talking about this yesterday and she was telling me how she felt so lucky to be able to spend this time with her granddaughter because she "wouldn't let anyone else watch her". She's not kidding either. "Everything is falling into place." she tells me, I remind her that yes, everything is falling in place for her lol.

I am so happy that my daughter gets to spend her first precious years in the arms of my mother. I couldn't ask for a better situation for her to be born into. I know that this is a little bit early for me, and a little backwards, but Scarlett will be raised how I was, with her grandmother. My dad's mom watched Tyler and I, her and my papa traveled to the cape and Disney with us. Some of my best memories of my childhood are with my grandma at their house. The love a grandmother has for her grandchild is parallel to none. Scarlett will get that, she will have that bond and relationship I had with my own grandma and I love that.

I know that most women say that they don't want to grow up to be like their mothers, but I am so thrilled that I have grown up to be like mine. Her and my dad did such a beautiful job raising us. We were always surrounded by love and laughter, praise and balance. I do not have single bad memory from my childhood. I know that I can give my own daughter that despite the situation being a little bit different. She will have both her Mommy and Daddy plus two sets of loving, wonderful grandparents.

I see so much of myself in my mom and I'm proud of that. I'm strong, stubborn and a little neurotic. I know how to get things done and fight for what I believe in. I can gracefully handle stress and pressure like she can. I can laugh at myself and have a sick love of anything medical/science. I certainly have my father's temperament, but my personality is all my mom. It really is a beautiful balance.

I didn't grow up close to my mother's mother; my Arizona Grandma. The distance made getting close to her difficult and because of that I grew up being my Shani Grandma's little girl. Over the last year however my AZ Gram and I have gotten incredibly close and I am so grateful for that. The internet is a wonderful thing and my 78 year old grandma with a laptop and email is a blessing. Her and I talk 2-3 times a week via email. I love that her and I have a relationship as an adult. I have learned so much about her and so much about myself over the last year. As I've said "I'm my mother's daughter" well, I guess technically "I'm my grandmother's granddaughter." In reality I am cut from the same cloth as these two incredible women.

My Arizona Grandma, Marjorie Jean, is a beautiful woman. Not in just the physical sense but in every sense. She is the oldest daughter of 9 children who became a bedside nurse and then nurse anesthetist. When she was pregnant with my aunt she left her dead beat husband (my biological grandpa). Mind you this was in the late 1950's. She was a woman ahead of her time, she had gone to college, had two beautiful little girls and became a single parent. She worked her butt off for her daughters, working at one hospital during the week and another on the weekends to make ends meet. (My momma also spent her early years with her own grandma during this time). This wouldn't be considered taboo now, but in the late 1950's early 60's....you didn't get divorced. She was a single parent until she met my AZ Grandpa when my mom was 8. She worked as a nurse until not all to long ago when she retired (still worked for several years at a container store). Now my feisty 78 year old grandma volunteers at the hospital's boutique and at the senior center library. (Yes, the senior center, she doesn't hang out there because that's where "old people are". This out of the mouth of an almost 80 year old lol). She's incredible. Like my mother she is head strong, stubborn, fierce, resilient and ahead of her time. She amazes me. I love hearing her stories about working at the "knife and gun club", her college education and her life. I look up to her, I know that if she can be a single mom while working full time and still find her happily ever after and not just survive, but thrive, so can I. Her and I are kindred spirits.

I hope that Scarlett gets these Gjertson women traits. I hope that she is strong, resilient, stubborn and determined. I feel like she is already, she could take the world if she liked. I know that she has our button nose but I wonder if she'll be tow-headed with big blue/grey eyes like her grandma and great grandma. I hope she does. I'm excited to be giving my AZ Gram her first great grandchild, a girl nonetheless, and my momma her granddaughter. Scarlett is going to be so loved and supported as she grows up. I can only pray that when she's 23 she looks at where she came from and feels proud that she to was cut from the same cloth.

 My Arizona's 8th grade graduation picture

Arizona's first wedding to my biological grandpa

Crazy, but the girls

This xmas with Tyler and I

My Jacki Jean

Sun, Cervix and Registry - 24 weeks 4 days

This week is chugging along, only had school on Monday so I've been home relaxing and nesting. It sort of hit full force this week, I guess the impending delivery date (15 weeks) is beginning to scare me.  There is so much that I still need to do and get ready for her. Some days it feels like September 3rd will be here tomorrow, and then days like today with my uterus pushing up my diaphragm that 15 weeks is not soon enough. I finally got my baby registry together. I've been pushing it off because I don't care for shopping. Or deciding things. I procrastinate like it's my job. I found that I can do my baby registry on amazon.com. OMG DO I LOVE AMAZON. I think I have everything that we need, but I took a lot of searching consumer reports to figure out what was the best and safest. I never in a million years thought that I would be worrying about car seat crash safety ratings, but I would wrap Scarlett in bubble wrap if it meant that she would be safe. Luckily though through the amazing family and friends that we have I have a majority of the big ticket items, there are still a few expensive things, but overall we have most of her things.

I also FINALLY decided what her nursery theme would be. I had really been struggling with finding something that I like. Which is funny, because I honestly thought it would be harder for a boy but I found like 50 bedding sets I like for boys. Nothing for a girl is good enough. I had been toying with the idea of doing Russian nesting dolls for her especially since she'll be 25% Russian. Of course there are no nesting doll bedding but I did find fabric. What cracks me up is the fabric is Japanese. I ordered 3 yards and Mom will be making her comforter. Since crib bumpers have been linked to SIDS we wont be doing that, I think I'll go with a bright colored sheet and dust ruffle. Depending on whether I live here or with Matt in our own place will determine what the rest of the nursery will be like. I am just so excited over the fabric! 

It has begun to warm up and I've decided to take full advantage of that. That being said I decided to drag my pregnant ass in the sun and attempt to get some color. Found out really fast that my top is a bit too small now that my boobs have grown 2 sizes. I looked like pregnant malibu porn-star barbie. I'm refusing to buy a new top this summer, so I will make do lol. Scarlett loves the sun, I can feel her surface and sprawl out. She is so her father. Maybe she'll tan well like him and not be totally pasty like me. I can hope right?

Mother's Day was on Sunday. We didn't do anything huge, I had to do homework and the parents were doing yard work all day. We did a big dinner and opened gifts which was really nice. A lot of people wished me a happy mother's day. I wasn't really thrilled about that. I know that a lot of people see pregnancy as when you become a mother but I don't feel that way per say. In some respects I do feel like a mom, I worry about her constantly, I love her and would do anything in the world for her. And heaven help someone if they hurt her. However, I haven't spent all night up with her because she can't sleep, I haven't changed her dirty diapers, been thrown up on, cuddled or kissed her. I don't think I will feel like a mom until they hand her to me. I also don't feel like I should get credit on mother's day until I do those things. It blows my mind that next year she'll be 8 months old on that day. That I am excited about. 

Other than that not a whole lot going on, just going through the motions. Sunday is the day I meet Matt's parents for the first time. I am nervous about that. I wish he would have taken me to meet them before I started showing, now they get to meet me with a bump. I just hope they like me, I know that now they're stuck with me for life, but I do want them to want me around. Scarlett is the first girl in their family since Matt has a brother and nephew. I know that she will be loved unconditionally by her Indiana grandparents. I love that she'll have a first cousin already, I hope her and Ethan grow up as friends. I know that Scarlett with grow up incredibly close to Skye, Brooke and Jordyn and I'm so grateful for that. I love that she'll have second cousins her age to be her best friends. All around she is just so blessed with the family she'll have.

How far along? 24 weeks 4 days

Total weight gain: 8lbs as of last week
Maternity clothes? Considering i'm still rocking my prepregnancy bikini, nah.
Stretch marks?  Not yet
Sleep:  Heartburn has been making it really difficult to sleep.
Best moment this week: Spending lots of time with my mom
Miss Anything? My body
Movement: Baby girl keeps kicking my cervix.
Food cravings: S'mores!
Anything making you queasy or sick:  Still sleep, the heartburn isn't good.
Gender:  lil lady
Labor Signs: nope
Symptoms: Heartburn and shortness of breath
Belly Button in or out? I still have my innie
Happy or Moody most of the time:  happy
Looking forward to: Sunday!

Viable - 23 weeks 6 days

We are one day shy of being "technically" viable. 70% chance if she is born tomorrow she will live. I think every pregnant woman breathes a sigh of relief making it to this point. Of course she isn't allowed to come yet (so I keep reminding her) but it makes me feel a little bit better making it to this point. 16 weeks and counting down!

It's been a rough week. FINALLY feeling better, it's been 10 days of complete hell. Tamiflu, zpack, prednisone, adviar, nebulizers, magnesium sulfate, solumedrol, musinex and benadryl. I've never been more afraid in my life that 1. something bad would happen to Scarlett. 2. I was going to die. Having to go to the ER because I couldn't breathe was one of the scariest experiences of my life. I was so grateful to see Dr. Pio and knew that he would never let anything bad happen to me or Scarlett. He did a bedside ultrasound to try and calm me down and there she was, sucking her thumb and kicking my sides. Absolutely perfect. Completely unfazed by the craziness of her mother. Despite being afraid I was going to cook her with my fever and suffocate her with my asthma she was absolutely oblivious and just growing along. Her strength and resilience is amazing.

I had my 24 week doctors appointment today which was irritating. I was told to do my glucose testing today, well the nurse who told me that last time was apparently incorrect. I'm not suppose to do my glucose test until 25 weeks. The nurse who saw me today actually had the nerve to blame me on this. I calmly explained that no, I was told to drink the glucola for my May 12th appointment, no I did not misunderstand, this was what I was told. After arguing some more and finally getting the green light from my OB she took my blood. They missed my vein the first time and barely made it within the time frame for the glucose test. Dr. Hughes apologized profusely when she saw me which I did appreciate but I was still salty. Because I have been taking prednisone there is a good chance that my glucose reading will be screwed up and I'll have to do that again. The glucola stuff is horrible, it looks like orange crush but tastes like orange cough syrup with the same consistency. It's funny because it reminds me of that orange cough syrup as a kid that I loved. As I was pounding it down all I could think of was "I use to want to chug this crap, was I crazy?" so after drinking this crap all you want to do is chug a bottle of water and eat something salty, unfortunately you can't for at least an hour. I really hope I don't have to do that again.

Scarlett continues to absolutely thrive. My uterus is measuring 24cm which is exactly where it should be. Her heart rate is in the 150's. She weighs about a pound a half now and is roughly a foot long. I can feel every ounce of her when she flails. It blows my mind that she'll gain at least another 5 lbs before she's born. She is pretty much active 24 hours a day now. Always kicking and tumbling, even when I'm at work walking around. She is so strong and incredibly stubborn. I can already tell she will be quite the girl. She doesn't like being a poked and will remind you of that when you do poke her. She gives me an utter sense of calm when she moves, I can feel an air of calmness around her. Just like her father. She is so much of him. Every day I feel like I learn a little bit more about her, it's an incredible feeling.

Today is Matt's 25th birthday, we celebrated on Thursday. He's not big on birthdays but luckily (maybe unluckily) I make a big deal about such occasions. I got him scratch cards, bottle of jack and a new white sox shirt. A few things he loves. He was darling and wore the shirt the rest of the night, over his other shirt...he didn't win anything on the scratch cards but it was still fun. We relaxed the rest of the night, watched Anthony Bourdain, canoodled, the usual. He loves to poke Scarlett and rumble her about. We were laying in bed and he was shaking her up (per usual) and talking to her trying to get her to kick, she gave him a full body slam. The look on his face was priceless, he just laughed and had the biggest smile on his face. "That's my daughter! She is so strong. Baby girl do it again!" She gave him a few more wacks but not another body slam. He told her he loved her for the first time that night. I knew he loved her, but hearing him say those three little words to her was indescribable. I know that in any normal situation this wouldn't be a big deal to hear, but given that Matt and I are anything but in the typical parenting situation. I still wouldn't change it for anything.

How far along? 23 weeks 6 days

Total weight gain: 8lbs as of today
Maternity clothes? Nah, currently in Matt's t-shirt and a pair of leggies
Stretch marks?  No more than I had before I got pregnant
Sleep:  Not sleeping so well because of all of the coughing, also been up to pee a lot. ALSO been getting nauseated when I sleep.
Best moment this week: Hearing Matt tell Scarlett he loves her
Miss Anything? Alcohol, I'm looking forward to a stiff drink or two.
Movement: Constantly. It's my favorite feeling in the world
Food cravings: Coke icees still. Also anything BBQ, especially corn bread
Anything making you queasy or sick: Sleep. Been waking up in the middle of the night feeling like I'm going to throw up
Gender:  lil lady
Labor Signs: Had Braxton Hicks contractions for the first time this week. So scary
Symptoms: If I cough too hard, I pee. I cannot believe I'm that woman.
Belly Button in or out? Still pretty darn deep
Happy or Moody most of the time: Moderately content
Looking forward to: Meeting Matt's parents next weekend!

Sicky Sick - 22 weeks 4 days

Despite my best attempts to not get sick while pregnant, I failed epically. I managed to get a really nasty chest cold or bronchitis. Normally when I get a chest cold it stays pretty high in my lungs and I can cough everything up. No such luck. Everything is really deep and sticky. No matter how hard I cough or for how long nothing happens. I feel like I'm drowning. I called my NP Nancy who told me to take tylenol and robitussin for my symptoms. Tylenol helped with the chills and aches, probably a fever (never clocked it higher than 99.6F). Robitussin BARELY took away the edge from my congestion and cough. Last night was just total hell. I couldn't sleep because I couldn't breathe. Not the cough a little bit and be able to breathe, the cough and not be able to breathe more.

I was in a catch 22. I was scared to take my albuterol and hurt Scarlett, I was scared that me being sick would hurt her too. Being sick and pregnant sucks. Luckily at 22 weeks she is well formed and protected and some sicky medicine wont hurt her. I finally caved and used my inhaler at 3am after 2 showers, 2 cups of hot honey and lemon water, cough drops and a popsicle. Being able to breathe is important for both her and I. I ended up getting maybe 3 hours of sleep total.

Called the OB this morning hoping that would write me for a zpack...but alas no such luck. Have to go to my own doc and be evaluated. Only problem is I still use my pediatrician. They'll take me until one of three things happen.

1. I get married
2. I get knocked up
3. I get a big girl job

Clearly number 2 takes me out of the running. However, when I called the doc said she would see me. She has asthma and had pneumonia during her pregnancy so she understood completely. I felt HORRIBLE by the time I got there. Ended up sick with influenza B and bronchitis. I definitely got the flu shot in September, apparently they weren't matched well enough. A lot of people recently have gotten the flu. Hi, I'm one of them. They prescribed me tamiflu and a zpack. I'm on bedrest until Sunday in the attempt to get my sick booty better. I still feel completely crappy and slightly feverish.

Aside from being a sicko today was absolutely beautiful. I went an laid on the deck for a little bit to see if I could make myself feel a little better in the sunshine. Scarlett, I found out, loves the sun. She surfaced when I laid down and sprawled out too. With my eyes closed I felt like I was 6 again, the planes overhead, the AC whizzing and the birds chirping near by. I all of sudden felt like grandma was there. I was surrounded by here. It was such an overwhelming and wonderful feeling. That's never happened before and I couldn't help but smile. I know that she's watching over Scarlett and keeping her safe.

Things I'm grateful for:
Morning: Not dying in my sleep from coughing
Afternoon: Antibiotics

How far along? 22 weeks 4 days

Total weight gain: 6 1/2lbs as of 19 weeks
Maternity clothes? Not currently, I'm in yoga pants and my RUSH nursing tee
Stretch marks?  Waiting for them
Sleep:  Only got 3 hours sleep last night because of being sick
Best moment this week: Matt getting roundhouse kicks from his daughter last night
Miss Anything? Sudafed and tea
Movement: She sure is wiggly. I love it.
Food cravings: Back to gummy worms
Anything making you queasy or sick: Can't say anything has
Gender:  Still a girl
Labor Signs: None, but I'm terrified coughing and sneezing will throw me into labor.
Symptoms: Not really, peeing a ton
Belly Button in or out? Hanging on the inside 
Happy or Moody most of the time: Definitely happy this week
Looking forward to: Feeling better