38 & in the clear

JuneBug and I have officially made it to 38 weeks without much ado! After an appointment on Thursday, my mind eased quite a bit as regards this baby coming early or pushing myself too much. As of now, while I'm not anxious to get things moving just yet, there'd be no worry if things did happen to start. Though I'm sure labor will catch me at least a little off guard whenever it does begin.

Paul's photography

So, since last post, we've had a pretty easy week; this is mostly due to the fact that Paul was participating in a Vacation Bible School from 9-12 everyday. Almost-big-sister-Ada and I missed him lots, but, admittedly, one child, who's only 2 and is still in that anything-to-please-you-Mama-phase is less to keep up with than said 2yo and a busy four year old. So, our mornings began by seeing Paul off and then easing into all of the normal things that simply take less time and present less struggle when it's just Ada. "Let's get dressed." "OK!" <2min later> "So, what do you want to do now?" "Laundry!" Ha, alrighty, little lady. She and I managed lots on our own this week: a café visit, the playground, Costco, my doctor's appointment, her music class, Flubber Friday art, and lots and lots of reading and playing with toys on her terms. That last part was probably my favorite: getting to watch her play with things that she seeks out and seeing what she does with them without any older brother interference was precious. The books perfectly lined up, the shimmying of a train through the house, singing at the top of her lungs the song she wants to sing; so sweet. Our afternoons with Paul were smooth, too, since they'd missed each other! That was lovely.

planted from seed back when we did "U for Underground"

We did have some electric and internet problems this week, though, so fixing those took up a couple of our evenings with Papa.

And then we had Paul's VBS finale to attend on Friday morning. He's such a darling, and we know he's shy at first and not one to put himself out there straight away; but we also see him get comfortable quickly and know he's super silly. That being said, while he enjoyed his own 8-kid VBS class, he wasn't having any of the "final show" business with performing, dancing, and singing in front of parents. S'ok, bud, you don't have to.

That evening we welcomed Nana & Pappy in for the weekend, and we had a great Saturday all together, even stopping for a Sal's snoball in Mom's old stomping ground. Saturday night was our last Movies on the Point til Fall.

And in JuneBug news: since Thursday's appointment, before which practically nothing had happened but one hour's worth of contractions in the night last week, I have been feeling a bit, well, big. And "getting there", I keep telling others who ask. I had another hour's contractions during Friday's night, felt wiped out Saturday, took things slow, and had quite a few again during the movie Saturday night. Then again at Mass on Sunday morning, I felt 4 or 5 and have noticed it's often when I'm sitting upright in uncomfortable chairs. Hm. They're always pretty mild, short-lived, and not intensifying, so we're not yet "on alert", so to say, but we're paying attention. Also, there's lots of poke-y fingers, ha.

Last pregnancy#3 post? We'll see!