29 weeks. shots, shots, and did I mention shots?

29 weeks has us sitting pretty.  My body has finally figured out this whole pregnancy thing (at least, for this week) and I don't have to take Unisom anymore or wake up with lower back pain.  Hoorah!  

I find myself accomplishing a lot during the day and getting a lot done at work and at home.  I'm staying on top of lesson plans and activities at school and the house is staying clean (props to the hubs for being supportive in helping it stay that way-thank goodness I married a man who likes a clean house and isn't a slob) AND planning and making healthy dinners.  We're pretty much rockstars down here in Apartment 5.

We also had our 28 week appointment last week!  All appointments from here on out will be in 2 week increments.  Gulp.

Baby Girl has a heart rate of 152 bpm and this belly of mine is measuring right on where it's supposed to.  I also got an updated Tdap shot at our last appointment.  T got off the hook again because his last Tdap booster shot was before his mission.  He's still got a few years before he has to get it updated.  Lucky duck.  

We also headed over to the hospital Outpatient clinic to get my blood drawn so they could give me my Rhogam shot 72 hours later.  Good news is- they didn't have to put it in my little tushie! Rather,  I got it in my shoulder muscle (apparently now you can choose which injection site you want).  So now, my right arm is sore from the Tdap shot and my left arm is sore from the Rhogam shot.  Even better news?  The nurse giving it to me was the B-E-S-T.  We were laughing like best friends when I left and she gave me a Bugs Bunny bandaid.  I do love the awesome bandaids I get after getting a shot.  Last time, I got a pink camo one.  

I am getting a little sick of getting poked and getting shots left and right.  No, I'm not complaining that we're pregnant.  I actually find myself very lucky and blessed to be carrying this Baby Girl of ours.  We have many friends who we love dearly and who we're closer than close to that have had a hard time conceiving a child.  Heck, that was our fear when we first started trying for a baby and nothing happened as fast as we wanted it to.  I wouldn't trade being pregnant for anything.  No sirreeee. 

But I will say that this pregnancy has made me face my biggest fears almost every 4 weeks- needles and doctors.  

I think I'm slowly getting over those fears.  Needles don't bother me too much anymore, I just stick out my arm and let them have at it and I love my doctor and her nurses.

Knock on wood.

Pregnancy has also brought about a few changes to our marriage.  I love seeing the father side of T's personality start to kick in and he's definitely got the whole "protective father and husband" thing down.  I don't think I could be treated any better than how he treats me (and how he always has treated me!).  He's the ever attentive husband, but gives me my space to still do things.  

For example, he doesn't treat me like an invalid.  Yes, he does expect me to take it easy when lifting and doing certain things, but he doesn't aggravate me and tell me I can't do something just because I'm pregnant.  I think it's my "I-Can-Do-Anything" Madsen genes kicking in when people tell me I can't do something.  Obviously I'm not stupid enough to endanger my own child by doing something the doctor has told me not to do while pregnant, but it's also not going to kill me or harm Baby Girl if I lift a gallon of milk or mop the kitchen floor.  I'm not usually one to sit back and "take it easy."  Even if pregnancy is an awesome excuse to use.  

Thank goodness this pregnancy is pretty healthy so far.  I'm not so sure a bedridden pregnancy would exactly be my cup of tea...

There have also been quite a few changes mentally, emotionally, and physically in our marriage.  Being the pregnant wife, I've gotta hand it to my husband.  He's one patient man.  He always has been, but I think I've really been testing his patience during some days of this pregnancy.  I'm sure it's gotta be hard to see your wife in tears over nothing and be able to smooth things over.  He's quite the catch and I'm ever so grateful that he's all mine.  

Baby Girl is pretty lucky to have such a cool daddy already. 

Even though I thought it wasn't possible, we're even more in love today than ever.  My love for this man is ever increasing at the end of every day.