Needed: A 5lb block of cheese to go with this WHIIIIIIIIIIIIINE

This post is a lousy attempt to give Paul a break from hearing me whine. I say 'lousy attempt' because he's already heard most of this and will no doubt hear it again 10 more times before this day is through. Uh-well. It's his part of the pregnancy I suppose. I'll do the heavy lifting, he does the heavy hearing. Or something.

I just feel very pregnant today. From the moment I woke up, I could feel little guy all up in my ribs. He is just so much higher than Alex ever was. And I am not sure if I've just forgotten how uncomfortable the end of my first pregnancy was... but I feel like this was has been so much harder on my body. I can't sit because then I can't breathe. I can't stand because then I get shin-splints and start panting after a few minutes. I can't lay down because then he sits on my spine and I feel like I displaced half of my spine after a while. And all of this makes it really fun chasing after Alex all day.

And this morning I've had cramps... I am to the point now where contractions feel good because at least it's doing something. I can't sleep. I hate going to bed now because I know I'm in for a whole night of getting up every half hour to roll over (which is SO HARD TO DO) and possibly go to the bathroom.

I know that I shouldn't complain as much as I do, because I am very lucky that I've had two full-term pregnancies with no big problems. I've been miserable, but the babies have thrived, and for that I am SO LUCKY. But I am apparently not so good at seeing the bright side. And for that I apologize.

Thanks for listening, Internet. I am going to go eat some ice cream now. (which... oh my word... that's been my vice this time around. I am usually not an ice cream person - I usually prefer a bag of chips any day over any type of sweets... but honestly... I wish I kept all of the empty containers that I've tossed in the past few months... I think it would quite impressive.)

Less than 20 days.

Flinch-worthy

I promise that this sounds worse than it actually was.

Right after I set the camera down, she put her hand on her head, rubbed it a little, gave me a really confused look, then ran and pushed the button again. She's got a thick skull.

Oh, the JOY!

Alex's first time in a sprinkler. I have never ever seen her more delighted in the world. I am sure she was wetting herself due to the excitement.... but we'll never know... that's the beauty of swimmy diapers! (Pictures are courtesy of a good friend who took pity on my cameraless self and recorded a bit of Alex's life for me.)

Preview of what's to come.

No, not various pictures of my child eating popsicles, but pictures in general! My camera arrived this afternoon, and I've had a busy day figuring it all out. Most of the pictures I got today were no good, mostly due to my unwillingness to use the flash and the natural light fading too quickly, but I am getting a hang of this thing, and soon, we shall have pictures! pictures! pictures!

Ah, and Paul played with it for a while, and he got some good proof of why I feel so FAT. Mainly, that proof being, because I am so FAT. 3 weeks to go. 3 weeks to go. 3 weeks to go.

Doctor's Update: Week 37

Still at 1 cm, still softening up.
But baby dropped quite a bit (hence the pressure I was feeling on Saturday).
Doctor is guessing he will be in the high range of 6 pounds, which I can handle. Alex was 6 lbs, 5 oz, and I was nervous that this little dude was going to be well above that. My doctor was spot on with Alex, so I am hoping he's right with this one too.

3 more weeks to go!