Right Place, Right Time

Yesterday we went on a little surf adventure and headed South from Puerto Vallarta. We took the narrow, windy Mexi 200 South through the luscious green mountains of Jalisco. After about an hour or so, we found a dirt road supposedly leading to the beach. We turned right and followed it for another half hour. When we arrived, we were bummed to find small small waves. Just when we were about to leave, our luck turned around. A group of baby Sea Turtles had just hatched and ready for their first journey to the sea. We were able to help the baby turtles on their journey, keeping them safe from the lurking birds and other hunters. It was a magical experience, and a beautiful omen for the baby to be. 🙂

39 Weeks

39 Weeks! No signs of baby coming any time soon. I’m feeling fabulous now that I’m in Mexico. I went from tired and ouch to revived and energized. Amazing how a place can do that to you. I’m ready! Any day now!!

We made it!

We made it safe and sound to Puerto Vallarta! I knew at the back of my mind it was a risk and the baby could come at any time during my journey, but I tried to stay relaxed and the journey was relatively easy.  I still can’t get over how beautiful this place is. It reminds me sooo much of Hawaii with the big green mountains, thick forest, and turquoise water. It’s exactly the place I’d like to spend my last week or so of pregnancy and welcome our new baby. Yesterday I met with my doctor who did a quick check-up and determined the baby is still pretty high up in my belly and quite comfortable for now. I’ve started taking my Red Raspberry Leaf and Nettle to strengthen my uterus up for the birth and recovery. I’m still a little nervous but super excited for the days to come. On Monday we have a water birthing class to attend, and other than that we’ll be enjoying the sun and sea in this beautiful paradise… waiting for our baby to be ready.

Franklin Swell

Last week was a fun one. Hurricane Franklin hit just South of us in Mexico, providing some swell that is rare for Texas in the summer. The highlight of my week was watching Damian catch his first waves. At the beginning of the summer he was so hesitant. We didn’t want to push him, so instead we took it slow and just provided him with the opportunity. After a couple of months watching his big sis and all the other kids have fun, he finally found the bravery to do it on his own. Now he’s hooked. We have another little surfer grom on our hands, and I’m officially the only regular-footer in our house. Ryan, Eva, and Damian all surf with their left foot in the back, which makes them goofy footers. I’m the only one who surfs the RIGHT way. Hahaha, just kidding. But I do hope this baby in my belly is a regular-footer so I have another vote when choosing surf breaks to travel to. 😉