Third Trimester-woooohoooo!

Well, this little doodle bug and I are officially in the 3rd trimester and moving right along. I often ask myself how time can really be going by THIS quickly, and I guess the only answer I can come up with is that old saying, “Life’s like a roll of toilet paper, the closer you get to the end, the quicker it goes!” I think the older I get the more true that saying becomes :)
I made it in to the 3rd trimester this past Friday, and boy was it a good feeling! Knowing that God-forbid the baby comes early, at this point I’m far enough along that it would have a *really* good chance of surviving without any long-term medical problems is SUCH a great feeling. Another great feeling? Making it past the point of 27 weeks 5 days when I got placed on bedrest with Gunner & Karlee—now THAT is a cause for celebration! I got placed on bedrest with Gman and KJ because of contractions and my blood pressure being out of control…something that could happen at any point with this pregnancy, but so far so good! Each Friday that passes marks one Friday closer to making it full-term and I couldn’t be more excited.
I had my 28-week check up this past Monday and everything looked great. Guppy’s heart beat was 130/minute and my blood pressure was perfect. (wooohooo for small victories!). I’ll go back in 2 weeks and hopefully be told the same thing.
The baby has been keeping me busy with karate-chops and summersaults. I’m amazed at how it can kick me really low in my stomach, yet at the same time kick me really high…I think it’s going to be nice and long! The kids are adorable. They always ask me how I’m feeling, and nightly include the baby in their prayers. At least daily they say or do something so sweet that I tear up. I’ve been so blessed with such loving children!!!
Gunner is VERY determined that this little one will be born a boy. I don’t know if I have mentioned this on the blog before, but because I don’t want to forget this I’d better write it down again! When you ask him what the baby is, before you can even get your question out he tells you “BOY”. When you ask “what if it’s a girl?” you almost don’t have enough time to get the question out before he cuts you off and tells you it’s going to be a boy. This past weekend after Church after driving home from the feed store I asked him what he would do if it ended up being a little girl (this started because the owner of the feed store told us she thinks it will be a girl and Gunner proceeded to try to set her straight on her thinking)…I said “Gunner, I know you want a brother, but what happens if it’s a girl?” He says “NO, it’s a brother.” I again said, “But if it IS a girl, what will you do? You will still love her!” And he says “I will leave.” I said “Ha! And where will you go?” without even thinking he says “California.” It’s almost like if he says it loud enough…if he makes enough people BELIEVE that it’s a boy then it will erase any chance of it being a girl! Poor, poor boy if it comes out a ‘she’ because I seriously wonder what he will do! The funny thing is, whoever doesn’t get lucky in their hope for a sibling of the same sex, actually WINS in the end because they won’t have to share a room for the rest of their lives!