This past week I have come to the realization that things are just not working out as I had hoped in regards to having a homebirth. It is not that I am uncomfortable with the idea, but more that all of the little details in preparing for it are not coming together. As we get closer to baby's arrival, I am feeling more and more stressed about how everything is going to come together, and I know a huge part of that for me is not being in our own home right now. I am very grateful to be here, but it just feels like things are not falling into place like I had hoped. I did not think I would be saying this at this point in time, but I'm very seriously considering going with the birthing center room at the hospital. I hate being so torn like this.
Our little one is doing fantastic. Not a whole lot new to report on the baby front, except for one evening this week I did have some pretty ridiculous heartburn. This was the first time I have experienced it this pregnancy, and I'm hoping it will be the last. That's one thing I am very happy to do without.
My parents did come home this past week and we were able to spend a fair amount of the week with them. The kids also got to all climb in and take turns "driving" and playing with the air seats. They were pretty cute. Titus was blowing raspberries when it was his turn to drive, making driving noises. It was actually quite roomy in there too. I was very surprised by just how much space they have. I'm very proud of both of them and know they are going to do awesome with this new adventure.
Here is a picture of the ever growing belly at thirty-two weeks. I'm so ready to start losing weight again.