30!

How. Hoooow is this bébé already 30 weeks along?! We say there are 10 weeks to go, but, honestly, only Paul made it that far. Ada and Jack arrived at 38+4 and 38+3, respectively, and Pip arrived at 39wks. We shall see!


Here's another ultrasound from my checkup on Monday the 12th because the fetal heartrate wasn't as quick as expected, so they wanted to check the amniotic fluid. All's well! And we got another picture, goodness. Dr. Baur's asked to keep an eye on movements - goal is 10 bumps in 2 hours - but I can't keep up! Growth, size, and kicks all seem healthy, so thumbs up, #5.

But first, we went to the beach over the weekend! We spent a few nights in Biloxi with great friends whose children are also great friends to our children, and it was good. It wasn't terribly relaxing, squeezing large families into hotel rooms without the amenities we're used to in order to cater to everyone, and the weather was giving us a run for our money, but even so, it was good to be there.

This week is VBS at a neighborhood church with tons of neighborhood friends the kids haven't played with in forever, and it's been good, too. Plus, Pippi gets a little more one-on-one time, which we all know by now, is of utmost importance to her.

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