Holy crap!!!! I'm 29 weeks!!

Can you believe it. I can't. For some reason that I can't explain I seem to hit these markers in my pregnancy that make me think phew...I made it this far. This doesn't make sense to me b/c I never had a late term loss. My losses have been early. I either had chemicals or a loss by 6 weeks so why would I feel like each progressive week is a milestone. In reality, once I made it past 7 weeks shouldn't I have been able to take a deep breath and sighed a heavy relief. But no....I hold my breath at each and every week. Watch out 30 weeks...here I come!!!!
So I had my appointment. All is great! I got a lovely shot of rhogham in the arse. My BP is awesome. I was able to see Danny on the u/s again, he is weighing in at 3 lbs. He was breech during the u/s (she told me that's why I feel like he is so huge). An hour later when the doc checked me we could see him flip when by belly became very pointed. Within the next few hours he was back to being breech. So I have avery active little man in there. We talked a little about induction. Probably at 39 weeks if I can keep my sugars in control. So in less than 10 weeks I will hopefully be meeting my new son for the first time.
It must be real to me because we are dresser shopping for Jacob so that we can move the changing table/dresser into the nursery. I actually want to start pulling out the old baby clothes. Shocker, huh!!!
I'm still having BH and I found that sitting on hard tile is not a good option for me. I was helping install a pedastal sink and felt like the buggers head was right between my legs. So only soft sefaces for my tender ass from now on. LOL!!!