Life finally calms down

Kenny and I just returned from a very relaxing, much-needed weekend away at La Cantera resort in the Texas Hill Country. We had been extremely busy with the house, getting it in order for Chicklet's arrival over the past few weeks, that we barely had time to just sit down and relax, so I booked a weekend out there for us. It was a very family-friendly resort with tons of kids running around. Thankfully, they had an "adults only" pool where Kenny and I spent all day reading and swimming. I was really wonderful. They also had this pillow in the hotel room that was really great for me- it was long and skinny, and just thin enough to fit under my belly when I was on my side. I almost stole it from the hotel, but figured we could buy our own for much less than what they would probably charge upon discovery that it was missing.

AS for the house, the cause of our need for vacation, we have a ways to go, such as having the remaining hardwoods laid, choosing carpet for our bedroom and Chicklet's bedroom, and painting our bedroom. Once all of that is done (hopefully before mid-October), we'll be ready for Chicklet to come greet the world and enjoy her environmentally-safe home (Kenny made sure all of the products we used for painting, laying floors, and the carpets themselves don't release toxic chemicals.
As for Chicklet, she's trucking along just fine these days. She's about 15 inches long now and weighs between 2.5 and 3 pounds. She's just as active as ever, and now that she's settled into her head-down position for birth, she's enjoying kicking me in the ribs and stomach. She also likes to punch my bladder, which is less-than-fun. As uncomfortable as some of her movements are, I still love feeling them. She's becoming more active at night now (as in, in the middle of the night), which doesn't bode well for my ability to sleep (or Kenny's, as I toss and turn in the night trying to get her to quit kicking me). Again, I wouldn't give it up for anything. I just hope it doesn't mean she'll be up all night when she arrives.
We did have something of a pre-term labor scare on Friday, though. I woke up early in the morning with cramping, and dismissed it as aches and pains of pregnancy. Then I started feeling it again at work the next morning, so I called the doctor and they had me come in for an exam. They checked me out and tested some sort of protein level, and after a few anxious hours, determined everything was ok. I think the pain I was feeling was probably Chicklet pushing on something she wasn't supposed to. I haven't felt it since then, so no worries. I'm excited for her to make her grand appearance, but not quite yet. She still needs to bake for a few more weeks at least!