40 More Days...The Final Count Down

I can hardly believe that it's almost time for bub to make his debut. We only have 40 more days 'til our due date, and I'm REALLY hoping he doesn't plan on being fashionably late. Mum is getting quite uncomfortable these days. They say that feeling your baby move is the "BEST feeling in the World". Don't misunderstand me. I love being pregnant and am happily anticipating this little guy's arrival. But, I would be lying if I said, "I love feeling him move".

Pregnancy is different for everyone. For me, it's been quite painful the last few weeks. Our Baby likes to do what the books call "pedaling". Pedaling is basically what it sounds like. His arms and legs are pedaling inside me as if he's riding a bike. His feet, hands, knees and elbows punch on the insides of my belly and then strongly scrape across me. This can go on for hours, and it's caused me to feel quite bruised inside. But, that doesn't stop our little guy from scraping my bruised areas daily/hourly. In addition to scraping my belly, since he's dropped and is in the head down position, his feet have found my ribs. UGH! He doesn't know what he's doing. He's just trying to make some room for himself and get comfortable in the small space my vertically challenged body has given him. I understand this. However, this mom has been brought to tears from the pain his movements have caused. It seems the only time I am truly comfortable is while in the bath. Baby seems to relax and settle down, and my belly softens as it becomes weightless. I love it! For about a month, I've been taking a warm bath nightly, and there have been days when I've contemplated taking multiple baths. You know it's been a rough evening when Ryan disappears into the bathroom, runs the bath water, pours the lavender bath in, and orders me in . It doesn't take long before I am saying, "I feel SO much better".

Like I said, I know bub doesn't know he's hurting me, and I know that he's only trying to get comfortable as his space gets more and more cramped. When I get scraped and rib punched, I do my best to remember that. It's not always easy. But, I try. In the end, what else can I do? We have 40 more days til D (Due) Day, and for this Mum it can't come quick enough.

Falling for the Perfect Photo

Double Rainbow as Tropical Storm Approaches across Lake Weyba

Beautiful shot, huh? Well, there's a story behind this picture. It's a painful and stressful story....

As we were sitting in the Lake Room enjoying Howard's surprise birthday lunch, I looked out the window at the 180* view of Lake Weyba and saw this brilliant, double rainbow. I immediately grabbed my camera and headed for the back door. As I was walking out onto the back deck, Ryan yelled, "be careful!". He knows me well, and I wish I would have heeded his warning. I safely made my way down the steep, wood stairs to the jetty. I don't quite know what happened after that. I think because I had made it safely down the stairs, I let my guard down. Ironically, I was on flat ground when it happened. I had just stepped off the jetty in order to get the perfect angle for my photo, and my foot got caught up on a thin wire cable. The next thing I knew, I was on the ground. Oh, my poor knees!! I am so thankful I had the sense to protect my belly because, honestly, it was the kind of fall that should have laid me out flat. I not only protected our baby, but also my camera by going down on my knees. It wasn't a planned landing. But, I went down HARD on both knees and on the hand that wasn't carrying the camera. I think I scared Howard and his brother in law, Dietmar, but I KNOW I scared myself. I was, understandably, panicky for the rest of the night for fear that the fall had hurt the baby. Ryan kept reassuring me that my poor, bloody knees were the only thing that I had hurt. And he made sure to add, "I told you to be careful". Ever since the fall, I have been conscientiously aware of how I move my body and am being much more methodical about my steps so that nothing like that ever happens again.

Babymoon on the Sunshine Coast

Ryan and I drove up the Queensland Coast this past weekend for a last getaway before Bub makes his arrival in a few weeks. It was a BIG weekend in Oz. We met Marg and Howard at Eumarella Shores on Lake Weyba to celebrate Howard's 60th Birthday, it was both the 1st weekend of Spring & Father's Day, and Ryan and I were happy to have a Babymoon on the Sunshine Coast. Heaps of things to celebrate!

We drove up at midday on Friday stopping at Howard and Marg's beautiful lake front accommodations on Lake Weyba. We had planned to pop by for a quick visit before leaving to check in at our place at Castaway Cove. But, we ended up being invited to stay for a delicious wild Baramundi dinner, and how can you say no to that? It was delicious! Plus, we had a 5 Star view of the lake from the Lake Room at the cottage. Not too shabby!!


On Saturday, Ryan and I started the day at the Eumundi Markets , which is an outdoor hippy, skippy, artsy, fartsy type market. Here "you'll find original artworks, sculptures, furniture, handmade toys, housewares, and skincare, as well as cutting edge fashion and jewelery by local designers", not to mention the plethora of food stalls. I LoVE the Eumundi Markets, and was happy to find a small, handmade purse for a reasonable price.

Here are a couple of stalls from the markets

After spending a lazy morning wandering the market stalls, we headed back to the lake cottage to celebrate Howard's 60th Birthday with a surprise lunch. Marg had organized for about 20 people to join them for a beautiful afternoon. I wish I would have taken a picture of the food table. It was gorgeous! There were scrumptious salads, ripe fruit, a variety of cheeses, beautiful breads, meat & sea food trays and more. Everyone used a plate to start lunch off. But, then we all grazed for about 6 more hours. We finished the night with ice cream and berries while watching a Paul Kelly tribute DVD. I would have to say, Howard's surprise birthday lunch was a huge success.

On Sunday, Ryan and I checked out Castaway Beach, where our hotel was....




before heading a few kilometers into Noosa. We walked up and down the quaint beach town window shopping and drinking a cappuccino. We didn't spend too much time in Noosa since, as we sat on the beach, we watched a tropical storm approach.

Paddle Boarder at Noosa trying to beat the storm

Noosa Beach looking toward the National Park

We started our two hour drive home just as the rain started to come down. It was perfect timing. The weather had cooperated for our last getaway before baby is born, and we couldn't have asked for a better weekend.

*Click here to see the full gallery of photos from our weekend on the Sunshine Coast.

Pre-Natal Class Panic leads to Positive Thinking

This past weekend, Ryan and I went to our pre-natal class. I am, admittedly, a HUGE wimp when it comes to hospitals, doctors and/or medical procedures. Always have been. I was the kid who passed out while on a 6th grade field trip to a hospital. They had to admit me, and my mom had to drive to the hospital to pick me up. Yup, that's how serious my fear of hospitals is. So, it wasn't a big surprise to me or Ryan when I got slightly anxious during the hospital tour of the birthing suites on Friday night. I think seeing the actual birthing room made it a reality. After the hospital tour, we ended the night with 14 other expecting couples in a class like setting. I didn't feel too worried during the class. However, after we returned home that night the restlessness began. To say I didn't sleep well would probably be an understatement. I don't think I slept AT ALL. I was obsessing about the labor and all that is involved with that. And I, of course, kept going to a negative place thinking about a lot of the worst case scenarios. I must have finally fallen asleep at some point. However, I woke up early Saturday feeling sluggish and drained. We had the second part of our pre-natal class, an 8 hour Saturday class, to get to. So, even though we were both tired, we got ourselves to the early morning class. We settled into our chairs and prepared for the long day ahead. Before that day, I was, honestly, looking forward to the class. I was excited to meet other expectant mums and dads, and I was anticipating learning things I hadn't read about in the books. But, after a couple of hours, I started to be filled with trepidation. I can't say exactly what made me so filled with terror. All I know is that it felt like someone had turned the heater on high. I began sweating profusely, I felt faint, and I couldn't drink water fast enough. I kept looking at Ryan with scared eyes, and he kept rubbing my leg and reassuring me that I was fine. I was far from fine. I was in the middle of a severe panic attack. I was sure that I was going to be the pregnant lady who passed out at the pre-natal class, and that thought wasn't helping my already escalating panic attack. The last 20 minutes before lunch felt like 3 hours. I was glued to my chair for fear that if I stood up I would either pass out or throw up. But, what I really wanted to do was to get myself outside and get fresh air. As soon as we were dismissed for lunch, I hightailed it for the door with Ryan close behind. Once outside in the fresh air, I felt a hundred times better. We walked to Subway for lunch and as we sat there eating our sandwiches, I tried to explain to Ryan how I was feeling. Like I mentioned earlier, I have never been good with hospitals and/or medical procedures and listening to the midwives explain all of the possible worst case scenarios was just too much for me. I was imagining them ALL happening to me, and it made me panic. The funny thing is that none of the information was new to me. I've read about it in the books and on the Ipad apps. So, I'm not sure why it effected me so strongly that morning. In the end, Ryan and I didn't return to the class. I told Ryan that I just couldn't see sitting in the class and panicking for 3 more hours. That is not an ideal situation for me or baby. We had already had the two parts of the class that I was really looking forward to ~ The Hospital Tour and the Non-Pharmaceutical Pain Relief Options. I was so thankful that Ryan didn't make me feel bad about leaving early. Instead, he suggested the we walk along the river and go check out my favorite outdoor market, The Life Style Market in Southbank. After we got home, we took a long nap and recovered from the lack of sleep the night before. When we woke up Ryan and I talked about my anxiety, and he made me feel much better. I realized then that when I was thinking about the hospital and all the pain and panic that will most likely happen that day, I wasn't thinking about the light at the end of the tunnel ~ Our Baby! I wasn't ever getting to the end of the labor process and imagining that I'd be holding our baby in my arms. After this realization, I wrote out of a list of all the positive reasons to welcome labor. Since then, I have felt fantastic. I now welcome labor and say, "Bring it on!"

Precious Previews 3D/4D Ultrasound

A few days ago, we visited Precious Previews and had a 3D/4D scan of our baby boy. We had been waiting for this day for months, and we were very excited. Ryan and I have both been to this type of scan before. I was there six year's ago for our nephew, Mark's, scan, and Ryan and I both went to our niece, Kaylee's, scan two years ago. But, nothing can prepare you for the 3D/4D scan of your own baby. It was INCREDIBLE!

I know there's a baby inside me. Believe me... I can feel his strong legs kicking me. But, to see his precious face and to see how much he looks like Daddy made me smile bigger than I thought was possible. Now, whenever I get uncomfortable, and I think his kicking and has gone on long enough, I look at the pictures of his gorgeous face and it helps me through the discomfort. How can I not smile??

The only thing that would have made the day more exciting would have been to have had our parents and siblings with us. The centre is set up to include families. There is a large, leather sectional couch and a huge, flat screen TV. We invited Marg and Howard, bub's surrogate Aussie Grandparents, to join us. But, they had family obligations in Melbourne and weren't able to make it. So, Ryan and I went alone. It was still magical. It is our baby, after all. But, it would have been nice to share it with family.

I uploaded the pictures to FB right away, and Ryan worked on getting the 20 minute video uploaded, as well. So, even though our families weren't able to be there in person, thanks to the Internet, they have been able to get a glimpse of bub. And now, it seems everyone is smiling!

30 Week 3D/4D Ultrasound Pictures

Maternity Photo Shoot

This past week, our friend, Aaron, offered to take some photos of us. So far, all of our pregnancy pictures have been taken by Ryan. So, daddy hasn't been able to be in any of them. We decided to take advantage of Aaron's superior photography skills since he'll be moving to California in two weeks to be with his beautiful fiance, Patty. This was our last chance for an Aaron Kelly Photo Shoot.

We had fun posing with "the bump" and chatting with our good mate. The pictures were taken a couple blocks from our apartment at the Kangaroo Point Parklands. It's a special place for us since we walk along the river through the Parklands most evenings. Since the photo shoot, as we pass the location, I make sure to comment about "our bench", "our tree" or "here's where bub was a little bastard".

The last comment is because half way through the photo shoot bub decided to get into an awkward position causing me much pain. For the past couple of weeks, he's been wedging some body part down into my left hip and it feels like a nerve is being seriously pinched. It sends shooting pains down my left leg almost paralyzing it, and it also causes pains to shoot upwards towards my back. Sometimes, it lasts just a few minutes and I can lay on my side and breath through the pain. Other times, it is almost more than I can handle and has brought me to tears. This time, it was causing such a severe pain that I, honestly, thought I was going to pass out. Ryan and Aaron were great. Ryan guided me back towards the park, and Aaron patiently walked with us at my super slow pace. As soon as we got to an open space, I laid down on the grass hoping to readjust bub. A few minutes later, I felt him shift and the pain eased. Phew!!

Thankfully, bub readjusted just in time to take advantage of the last minutes of daylight. Below are our favorite pictures from that day.

Visit to Dr. Bretz

I went to our 28 week Doctor's appointment by myself. Ryan was working in Beijing for the week, and I didn't want to reschedule our appointment. It was a little strange going alone. I know many women go to most of the their appointments alone. But, I've been really lucky. I'm almost 7 months along, and until this appointment, Ryan hadn't missed one.

Anyways, I took the ferry up river to the stop closest to Arrivals and walked the rest of the way. It felt good to get out and walk, and it was a lot easier than finding parking alone.

The appointment was another routine appointment. Dr. Bretz checked my blood pressure, weighed me and measured my bump. My blood pressure was great, I had gained 6 more lbs. since the last appointment, and my bump measured at 30cm., which was right on target for that time. Dr. Bretz also told me the results from our gestational diabetes screening. I am happy to say that we are in the clear. No gestational diabetes here!!

After the OB appointment, I decided to walk home. It's really not that far. But, halfway home my belly got super tight, and my slow walk became a snail's pace waddle. I crossed the river over the pedestrian bridge and walked through the botanic garden. The garden is ideally located directly across the river from our apartment. At the far end of the garden, I jumped on the ferry to cross the river back home to Kangaroo Point.

Brisbane City Botanic Garden