Still pregnant

I am 31 weeks and 4 days pregnant today. It is officially the most pregnant I have ever been. I am so thrilled to get more and more pregnant. I was so worried when I found out I was dilated at 28 weeks that I wasn't going to make it long, but as every day passes I get more and more confident that I can carry this baby to term. My doctor is doing an amazing job and keeping a close eye on me. I have very few restrictions that I can't do now and he checks me every week. Funny how much we care and worry about our little babies before they are even here. Funny or draining. 

Trying to figure out selfies. Is there anything more awkward. But I have to document my belly. (Striped shirt is 30 Weeks and white shirt is 31 Weeks)

Jude has been a little sweetheart. He was acting out when I first got put on bed rest. I think he also picked up on our emotions and was confused how to act. I do feel like I have my sweet little Jude-O back now. All he wants to do ALL day EVERY day is play avengers. He needs a buddy so badly. I feel so bad he has to settle for his boring Mom and Dad. Although, I love how much he loves us. I fear for the day we are no longer cool to him. Lately, when Daddy gets home from work Jude waits and giggles at the top of the stairs with giddy excitement and then lunges down the stairs into his arms once he comes into sight. I can tell Daddy feels like a hero every time he comes around that corner. Jude right now answers every question with the sweetest upbeat "sure." I love it so much. It is truly adorable. He is so smart and is the best negotiator I have ever seen. He is constantly negotiating 3 more minutes. As if he has a clue for how long that really is. He still wears his Captain America costume everyday and almost all day. It is starting to fall apart despite my efforts to repair it. It just can't with stand the wear of a crime fighting three year old. It keeps his regular clothes really clean and perfect, They will make amazing hand-me-downs for little brother someday. Jude also only naps maybe 1-2 times a weeks and is starting to wake up in the mornings earlier and earlier. Not totally sure what that's all about. I hope this phase passes quickly. He is super sweet about it. He come creeping into our room and stands by the door until I stir and I lift my blankets and he comes running and climbs in, and he can spoon like no other. It is the best!! It definitely eases the sting of how early it is. 

All things Captain. I wonder is he is dreaming of him too. 

Grandma D hooked us up with some fun sugar cookies to decorate and I made the horrible mistake of walking away from him with sprinkles within reach. Lesson learned. 

We take lots and lots of baths these days. It's a fun way to let him play and I can rest a little. 

I love love love that I can stand in one spot and see both my boys beds. 

Actually wanted his picture taken. Funny what happens when you're trying to take a picture of the dog. Can't imagine when the baby comes. 

She gets to play the bad guy.  

I have got to give it to this little turkey. He's been to his fair share of Doctors appointment and hospital monitorings and is such a freaking champ. 

Daddy got to snuggle the other morning. (Those are Valentine balloon strings)

Grandma pat brought Jude a cute little Captain America guy for valentines. Grandmas rule. Grandma D got him a darling book too that I spaced getting a picture of. 

He has been Daddy's little side kick these last few weeks. 

Daddy took him tubing on President's Day and we had sooo much fun. I Just love Marc's enthusiasm. After the first run they did he walks up to me and says "That is the funnest thing I have ever done!"

Then we grabbed lunch and "Ice-a-cream" in Park City

Love seeing him worn out. Not easy to do these days. 

So busy working on puzzles. (Also, this is our new piece of furniture that holds all the toys since the toy room in now a nursery.) 

Baby scare

As if as a mother, carrying a new baby isn't scary enough with your mind constantly wondering about all the possibilities of things that could go wrong, just constantly holding your breathe that everything is going to be perfect....My little nugget decided to through a curve ball at me. I think I have post traumatic stress syndrome from Jude being born at 31 weeks. At every Doctors appointment I bombard him with thoughts of concern and how to prevent this from being repeated in this pregnancy. So far he has been pretty confident that things will go smoothly. Then it was a day before my next doctors appointment and I had a night I just wasn't too sure about, with one contraction that woke me up in the night. My doctor told me to call if I had any tightening or contracting before my next appointment and they'd see me a little earlier. So, I called the nurse and we decided to have me come in that day and just get checked. So, I did and I thought my doctor would check me and say everything is great but just keep watching. Instead, He told me I was dilated to 1.5 and 70% effaced. He sent me right over to Labor and Delivery to get a steroid injection for the babies lungs incase he were to born now, and also to monitor for contractions. So I hysterically went over there and did that. I had no contractions and baby seemed to be fine and they sent me home with instructions to take it easy and return the next day for another steroid injection and more monitoring and also a test that detect a hormone your body releases when labor is close. (about a two week window) If it comes back positive they usually watch you over night and if it comes back negative it is not for sure nothing will happen but it is very very good news. So I returned the next day and I was having a few contractions. Nothing to be concerned about. My test also came back negative and I couldn't have been more relieved. So I came home and have been taking things as easy as possible, with a lot of help from family. My emotions have been all over the place and they are starting to get more normal again. I build more and more confidence that everything will be fine as each day passes. It has just amazed me and how you can go from caring about not gaining too much weight, not getting stretch marks, comfortable sleeping, cute clothes that fit...to I will wear my jammies all day and nothing matters as long as this baby stays put and healthy. I definitely have been giving a spoon full of perspective. I am to return to my doctor's office for a follow up one week from the start of all this fun.

This little boy was such a trooper. Just hung out with mommy did her thing. 

Everyone has been so good to me to help out with Jude. I think this whole thing is going to make Daddy grey. I am so grateful for all the help, love and support. 

Hugs and kisses for mommy's tummy. I took a belly shot on Friday before I went in for my second shot cause I was worried it might be my last belly shot. I also packed a bag in case they made me stay, I was a little nervous. :)

Random happenings

Jude-O's little idol right now is Nixon. He is about as cool as it gets in Jude's world. He is his little shadow and Nixy is such a good sport about it. The other day we all met up at Brighton for a lunch and skiing/sledding. 

Just a little knuckle head sometimes.

Taking the train with Daddy never gets old. 

We've had Jude so cooped up lately while we've been working on projects around the house. So we finally took him out for a day of play. 

Later passes out at the store. 

Helping Daddy paint

Hulk and Captain America

Wild man cruising down hills on his bike on a sunny day. 

Pretending to be Aladdin with Abu on his back and the hanger is his magic carpet. I love the imagination of a 3 year old. 

I don't know if it's my paranoia from Jude coming so early, but I feel such an urge to get things ready for the baby ASAP!! Daddy is always up for a painting project.