Week 22 & 23 (oops)

Ok shoot me, I missed a week. Honestly, I didn't really have anything to say (again). Isaiah and I had a wonderful 4th of July weekend at my mom's house this year. Pretty much every July 4th of my entire life I have gone to the family lake house. This year, mom had to work Saturday morning (or she did when we made these plans) and there was a wedding in Columbia that I wanted to go to....so we packed up and headed to Middle TN. We spent the weekend relaxing by the pool and celebrating my mom's birthday.

Liam and I catching some rays

Mom and Bill competing in raft races

As you can see, I'm getting HUGE! As of Tuesday morning, Liam is a healthy 1.4 pounds. I had my monthly appointment on Tuesday where you pee in a cup, get your blood pressure taken, listen to the baby's heart on dopler, ask any questions and then go home. Usually very quick and very uneventful. I was just making small talk with the Dr. and mentioned that he was having a lazy weekend, not kicking me as much as usual. I really didn't think anything of it; maybe just a growth spurt. Apparently comments like that make your Dr. concerned. I was worked in on the ultrasound schedule under "decreased fetal movement."  (which by the way you get to go in MUCH faster this way. I usually have to wait forever for U/S.) I wasn't concerned until given that title. I laid back on table and the tech starts prodding my belly and looking at Liam with all sorts of different angles. He was sleeping the entire time, with his mouth open...I hope he doesn't snore. I can't handle that. Anyway, everything was perfect! Praise God! He was just having a lazy holiday weekend like the rest of us! 

Isaiah and I had a little freak out moment a couple nights ago. Do you remember what you were doing the last week of March? I don't exactly, but I do remember that the week before I was in Las Vegas. That really does not seem like that long ago. All of that said, we will be having a baby in the same amount of time! FREAK OUT MOMENT!!! There's so much to do! I just have to think about those poor souls on the show "I Didn't Know I was Pregnant" (Bless their hearts). They only get about10 minutes notice that they're having a baby. That has to be much worse. Now I'm just rambling. Have a good day!!!!