At almost 26 weeks pregnant I am feeling physically really good! I had another appointment with the perinatologist and baby seems to be measuring 2 weeks small at this point.

We don't know if the dates are off or if perhaps something else is going on--but baby is very active so we'll just have to wait and see. I will continue to see the perinatologist for ultrasounds every 4 weeks for now.

Things are settling down here and we are excited for Halloween (and so is Holden!).
Can't wait to get back to see family and friends in November and December!

I want to write something funny and interesting just so you don't think I quit blogging forever...but I can't think of anything to say.

Tired. Pregnant. Happy.

Yesterday I bought my son a pink and purple unicorn (because the kid wanted a unicorn and--shockingly--they don't make unicorns geared toward boys)

Good news! Everything at the perinatologist looked fine. I have to go back in a few weeks for a follow up ultrasound because they couldn't get a very good view of the heart because of the baby's position, but he was not concerned about it.

Big sigh of relief.

Did I mention...it's a GIRL!!

We have to see the perinatologist tomorrow for a more specialized ultrasoud, as my regular OB was a little concerned with the 20 week u/s findings.

Prayers would be appreciated, however the results of the next ultrasound turn out.

"Is this heaven?"
"No, it's Iowa."
"Could have sworn it was heaven."

-Field of Dreams

Last night I had a dream that I was at a party outside of a farm Kwanset in the fall. I didn't know most of the guests but they were all sitting around in folding camping chairs and talking. I couldn't understand what they were talking about but both my Dad and Paul Newman were there.

"We should really talk like this more often. I have to go, someone in this room is acting like an asshole and it isn't my kid so it's either you or me. Can you say toss-up? TOSS UP! HA!"

I knew it had been awhile but didn't realize it had been a whole month since I wrote!

I cancelled my home internet and spend three hours a day commuting so that explains most of it.

I was reading an article the other day from some random women's magazine about doing things you enjoy. I found it refreshing because for some reason I always feel vaguely guilty when people talk about their hobbies that I have no interest in and would bore me to tears.
I always feel that perhaps there is some flaw that prevents me from truly enjoying scrapbooking, camping, or hiking...that if I tried these things I would like them, or that maybe I should.

But then I realized I don't have to care about snorkeling or painting or drinking.

Today I decided to just do what I like. Spend a few hours at an auction and then lie in bed with a summer beach read ALL afternoon.

I feel more like me today than I have in a long time.

And I guess it's probably time to tell you that I think I can finally feel little baby Jacobsen kicking. He or she is expected to arrive at the end of January.

(The littlest BIG reason I have been too tired to write in my blog) ;)