So I'm probably the only woman crazy enough to post a picture of my pregnant self in a swimsuit. But believe it or not this is only the second picture I have while prego this time (and my neighbor took it and emailed it to me). I think I'm around 32 weeks here. I went to the doctor that week and I'm right on, one pound more than with Lucy, one pound less than Reese. Belly measures exactly same size to the due date. Too weird. She loved my chart because it was essentially blank (meaning I don't complain I guess). I know I shouldn't but I try and push it to five weeks in between appointments because all they do is measure, weigh me, and make me pee in a cup. I either have to take the girls with me (yuck!) or find childcare. So I try to stretch the time in between :)
I'm starting to get really excited. This baby moves every night from 9:45-10:30 or so, reminding me they are there. The girls love to feel my tummy but it kind of creeps Brady out. We're not that couple that stares into each other's eyes with our hands on my belly discussing the wonder of life inside my belly. Instead we're practical (okay mostly me). I have been finally making progress on moving Lucy into Reese's room to share and getting the baby stuff out again. I have to say it can be exciting at times not knowing what we are having but soooooooo inconvenient. I have a to do list if it's a boy that I wish I could just knock out right now if I knew. I can see myself with a newborn, 2 year old, and 4 year old running errands all over the valley. And I have a drawer of clean newborn girl clothes and a drawer of clean newborn boy clothes. Creates a lot of extra work doubling up. But everyone swears the day when the baby pops out is so much fun!!!
