The end of the pregnancy

Well it's been a long time since I have updated, so long that the baby is already 1 month.  But I wanted to write a little about the end of the pregnancy to help me remember my 9 month journey.  Looking back on the 9 months, I wouldn't change the pain, sleepless nights, weight gain, mild cravings, widen hips for anything.  For the most part I think I had a good pregnancy, mild nausea my first trimester but nothing bad.  I was able to work up to 4 days from when Baby Elia was born.  I craved a lot more salty food then sweet, I liked to eat pickles or anything that had that flavor.  I ate a lot Mexican food, because we now have a favorite Mexican restaurant in Davis that we eat at plus the horchata is amazing!

 Here I am at 36 weeks






The weekend of Feb 12th we headed down to LA because one of Danny's really good friends Luis was getting married and not only was he the best man but they asked him to do the flowers for the wedding also.  By this time I was 8 1/2 months pregnant and we had planned driving down but ended up flying.   All my co-workers were convinced they wouldn't let me on the plane, but we were flying Jet blue and I read that as long as I was not flying 10 from my due date I'd be fine and no one at the airport took the time to ask me how far along I was, so we didn't stress.  Plus I talked to my midwife and she said I'd be fine but to take all my medical information just in case.  I kept telling myself and the baby that we just needed to get through the crazy weekend and make it back to Davis safe so I could deliver with my midwife, my affirmation worked and baby obeyed because that is exactly what happened.  The wedding turned out beautiful and Danny did a great job with the flowers.  The ceremony was at a Japanese Gardens there in the Valley and the reception was beautifully decorated, the food was super good and they had great music to dance to.  A lot of people were surprised how much I was dancing for how far along I was.  We had to live it up because we knew that once the baby came it would be a different story.

The bouquet 

 my mother in-law and I helped with the boutonnieres

The center piece- Floating Orchids

 With the extra flowers, Danny made his mom different arrangements

 My handsome husband and fatty me at 38 weeks