Yesterday I was 30 week pregnant with Rowen Frank- Crazy how time flies! Thus far:
still up only 15 pounds!
still can't poop
Having a ton of braxton hicks but got checked out and everything is looking a-ok!
Starting to get that "pregnancy fat face" look
still only one very teeny little stretchmark ( let's see how long that lasts)
Rowe is still breech!
To top off 30 weeks Noah earned his first trip to the ER last night. My husband "flies" Noah to bed each night (i.e. acts like an airplane and they go soaring up the stairs while he tosses and spins him). So last night, after my husband tossed him, he tripped and only half caught Noah. Noah hit the stairs w/the right side of his head/forehead and with in seconds the biggest goose egg I have ever laid eyes on appeared on my precious babies little noggin. We rushed him to the ER where I was sobbing, wearing my PJ's, mascara all over my face( aka big hot mess) and the nurses laughed at us. Apparently large goose eggs on toddlers heads aren't as dramatic as we had assessed. After some ice, a pupil check and some sponge bob stickers we were sent on our way ( with a 200$ co-pay that is) . I have lost another 10 years off my life and Daddy is so guilt stricken he feels sick. Rest assured there will be no more baby/toddler/kid tossing in my house. I guess I better get used the ER with two growing boys!
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