Only a week late

 Happy Belated Halloween!  So much has happened this week I don't know where to begin.  Let's start with last Tuesday.  I had another ultrasound because my doctor wanted to see one last time if the placenta had moved out of the way before the scheduled the c-section and wouldn't you know it, that dang placenta finally moved out of the way.  Nothing like waiting until the last minute.  So the good news is, I'm officially in the clear and off bedrest.  I can finish the rest of my pregnancy as usual and have a natural delivery whenever he decides to make his appearance instead of a c section next week.  We were all shocked, even my doctor.  So I'm back to business as usual.  It took me a few days to get used to being up and moving around.  That first day when I had Farrah and we went to run a few errands was such a shock to my body I had to lay down the rest of the day.  I guess I overdid it that first day :)  But I was so excited to go to the grocery store, target, and just be a normal mom with my girl.  Things you take for granted.
So the next day was Halloween and I was so excited that I was now able to attend her preschool costume parade and go trick or treating with her.  In true Farrah style, she wanted to be Ariel.  She loves her some little mermaid.  She was excited when we first got there, but then when the parents left to line up on the street she got upset that we were leaving and started crying, hence all the pictures of her looking sad in her costume.  It was our first time actually taking her trick-or-treating and we didn't want her on sugar overload so we just took her to a few houses in our neighborhood of people we knew.  She thought it was the coolest thing that you could knock on someone's door and they will give you candy.  She didn't quite understand it's only on Halloween and has been asking to go trick or treating again.  She inherited my sweet tooth.

On Sunday my friends threw me a surprise "non-shower."  I gave specific instructions that I didn't want a shower this time because it's my second time around and I already have everything we need.  We got everything in gender-neutral colors last time for this reason.  But there was a knock on the door Sunday afternoon and I, in my huge fat pants and shirt opened the door to find 10+ of my closest friends yelling "Surprise!"  Needless to say, I was surprised and embarrassed at my appearance.  But if I'm keeping it real, all of these close friends have seen me looking like that and worse many times.  So I scurried upstairs to change and came back down to hang out with everyone.  We got some adorable little boy clothes and boy accessories.  We are going to have one well-fitted little man.  I just love little boy clothes.  I'm glad it wasn't a traditional shower, and I'm glad I still had a chance to see all my friends before he arrives. 
That's all I'll share for now.  Hoping to have more time to post this week.  Lots more on my mind.