If you're lucky enough to be at the beach, you're lucky enough. (33w2d)

That was a little hand-painted sign one of the amazing beach houses we stayed in this past week. And it couldn't have been more true.

The week was fabulous. The kids had a blast. Jason and I had a blast. The entire family had an absolute blast. We laughed hysterically, went through several cases of wine (not me, of course), ate like royalty and generally just enjoyed life.

We had perfect weather, the Gulf was pretty much clear of seaweed and jellyfish and I feel pretty confident that my amniotic fluid level has gone up. I upped my water intake to at least a gallon a day and added an additional 32-40 oz. of gatorade on top of that. I also floated in the water for several hours collectively over the course of the week. The baby's movements are much more fluid and much less uncomfortable (one of the signs of low fluid, I've learned). So we'll know on Tuesday if my cocktail worked!

More to come on the beach (and pics of course) because it really was an unbelievable trip. But today I'm confined to self-inflicted bedrest so that I can continue to increase my fluid level so I'm off the computer ...