Hooray, I am 31 weeks and 4 days pregnant! To me, this (and every day) is a milestone because I entered the hospital at 27 weeks and slept on a labor and delivery bed for several days. If everything goes as planned – and I try not to get my hopes up – I’ll get to go home this weekend. This is important for two reasons. 1) Our Baby Shower is supposed to be on Sunday and 2) Our 1 year wedding anniversary is on April 30. I would love to sleep in my husband’s arms on that day.
My sole purpose in life is to lay. If I’m in bed, my doctor thinks I’m a rockstar! I haven’t had major contractions since Easter Sunday. I feel and look fine. My weight is at an all-time high 141.9 pounds. (Wowsers, that Ensure must really be working) Everyone says I’m all belly, and I believe them. Well, I WAS at 141.9 pounds, but that was right after Milton and I ate Red Lobster. The weight has now gone down to 138.
Today I had an ultrasound. Baby Turner is at 4 pounds. YEAH BABY! All looked well. The only things I noticed was that his head was very close to my pubic bone which means he’s sitting LOW!
This is an emotional week for me. For the past six months I’ve been working directly with the KY Derby Festival to bring a Zumba event to their Fest-a-Ville. When I say I’ve put in a lot of work, I put in A LOT of work. When the doctor said I’d be on bed rest for four weeks, the first thing I thought about was not being able to perform at the event. Hours, days, months of preparation and work – everyone else will be doing Zumba, I’ll be in bed watching a rerun of Shark Tank with Milton.
Now, I could have been the type of person that backed out of organizing when I knew I wouldn’t be there, but I’ve built a wonderful relationship with the KY Derby Festival and know how many other opportunities can come from the event. It definitely sucks that I won’t be there, especially watching all of my Zumba friends that are overly excited about the event. I hope the event will be a success, but I also hope that people give me credit and show appreciation for putting the event together.
I guess Milton, Baby Turner and I can have our own jam in our room. Well, maybe not. Maybe Baby Turner and I will just watch Milton entertain us with his funny dances!