Baby Showers and Blessings

I have to apologize for the lack of posts over the last few weeks. We've been busy bees around our household. Last weekend I had my first baby shower and it was amazing. My best friend of 22 years and her step mom were the hostesses and I need to really start calling them Martha Stewart and Martha Stewart Jr. From the invitations to the decorations and food, every detail that was put into the shower was so thoughtful and perfect. She even made a surprise video of Brad asking him different questions about babies and parenthood and then asked me the same to see if Brad and I were truly ready to be parents. It was an incredibly thoughtful touch and of course Brad added some great humor to the video. Brad answered the questions surprisingly well, even knowing some answers I did not! We did past the test though, so thankfully we are able to be the parents of this little guy. Whew! The weekend was made even more special because my brother, sister-in-law, aunt and even my college roommate all came in from out of town for the shower. It meant so incredibly much to me they all came in town to celebrate Brad and I's addition to our family and was so nice to be able to spend even the short time with them since I rarely get to see them. It was an exhausting weekend, but so enjoyable and wonderful to be able to put away so many nice things in our nursery.

Pic of Brad and I after the shower

Our last week was a little rough. Our new car was broken into while Brad was at work. The dash was ripped apart and the radio/navigation unit and even Brad's change of clothes were stolen! So now our beloved new ride is in the shop, but thank goodness for insurance. Then a few days later we noticed a water spot on our ceiling. So the roof we knew we'd eventually have to have repaired from the killer hail storm last month is going to have to be replaced now. Two insurance claims filed within two days of each other. Two deductibles that will have to be paid. Brad and I couldn't help but think what's next?!
I am now starting my 33rd week of pregnancy. Only 7 more weeks until my actual due date. Although it could end up being as soon as 5 weeks when we get to welcome our son into the world. Because of the family history with birth weight (i.e. Brad's birth weight...13 lbs 11 oz for those who are not aware) my doctor has ordered another sonogram in 4 weeks to see the approximate size of baby and determine if we need to have him early or if he can wait and come on his own terms.
I have been feeling more and more and more uncomfortable and could spend time complaining about it all but I've been reminded over the last few days from several different events at how lucky I am to be in this spot. Regardless of how miserable I may feel at any given moment in the day...I am pregnant. I am going to be a mother. This is what I've wanted ever since I was little and I am truly blessed. Afterall it was exactly a year ago that I was reeling from the loss of a pregnancy and not sure if I could get pregnant on my own. But here I am, with this miracle of life growing inside me, and there is nothing I can complain about now.