bumpdate: 32 weeks

It is so crazy how close it's getting. I have so many emotions going through my mind as October approaches.. october means only one more month! The more that I think about how close, the more excited I get to meet our daughter. I love thinking of us as a family of three. She has already become such a big part of our family. She seems to already have such a personality. During the day I get head buts, or her little bum pushing up against my tummy... I love it! She moves the most at night though, right when I lay down in bed, she is all over the place. She must be running out of space because I feel her all the way on my sides! She really makes sure she is comfy in there.

Last week we had a bit of a scare. It was really hard, and made us both think about how much our baby really means to us. I think writing it down will help us remember how many blessings and miracles we experience every day. It puts life in perspective and makes us realize God has a plan for each one of us. After a day of not feeling our active daughter move, I started to panic. Luckily we have a heart rate ultrasound thing (I don't know what it's called). I moved it around on my belly, but a usually easy to find heartbeat could not be heard. I kept trying and trying, but I could only hear my own heartbeat. Of course I started to cry, and worry like I never have before. Scott would be home from work in an hour so I decided to wait until he came home to tell him what was going on, I thought maybe I was just being paranoid. So I kept praying that our baby was okay, and desperately trying to find a heartbeat. Scott came home and I was a mess. I could hardly say what I thought had happened because I was so sad. Scott then tried to find her heartbeat but he couldn't find anything. We then called the OBYN office to see if there was anything else we could do, but they had already closed. I asked Scott for a blessing, and he willing accepted. It was the first blessing Scott had given me. I really appreciate him and his priesthood. Right after the blessing we decided that we would try to find a heartbeat again. Scott barely touched my stomach, and the heartbeat was loud, clear, and steady. We both were in tears. We said a prayer after thanking Heavenly Father for answering us so quickly. He was so aware of us. Neither Scott or myself had ever had a prayer like that get answered so directly. As worried and scared as I was, I am so grateful for that experience, because it strengthened my testimony of faith, and prayer. It also brought me so close to my husband, and my Heavenly Father.