fruit punch

I know, I know. It's all about the pregnancy and the baby lately. It's becoming quite consuming. I'm showing more and more (see 28 week photo below) which is really fun. I can hardly get my work done for nurses wanting to stop me to talk about pregnancy and names and birthing stories. I can hardly get my work done any way because I'm either super tired or super unfocused or just plain excited about staying home with my baby for four months (during the summer no less)! Hunter kicks me constantly which never, ever gets old. He's still small enough that the kicks are in fairly big sweeping movements like he's doing the breaststroke at the pool or taking a twirl on the uneven bars at the gym. 

This pregnancy has been interesting. It was terrifying at first. All the worry about miscarriage and problems the like of anything I see in the NICU. Then the worry about figuring out our lives between me working and Jared in school. But now, the excitement is growing as the baby continues to look healthy and I know that life is gonna work out in some sort of fashion. It always does. 

One thing is checked off the list: my baby has a beautiful, safe place to sleep! This was a gift from Warren's and Brad's families. Yes, those are extremely large stuffed animals in the crib getting things warmed up for Hunter. And I suppose we will acquire a mattress at some point! 

I took my glucose test yesterday and I would not drink a fruit punch flavored, sugar-laden drink at 8:30am for just anyone. Maybe Jared, maybe Scout. I felt terrible the rest of the day. I got an intense headache followed by nausea and a total sugar crash that seemed to last for hours on end. I considered calling patient transport to see if someone could wheel me the quarter mile to the other side of the hospital to assess a patient. Ha!