Ok, this whole "pregnancy" thing is REALLY flying by! Chris and I were just talking about how it seems like yesterday when I told him I was pregnant (in case I forgot to mention, I actually waited 2.5 weeks to tell him after I knew since we were in the middle of the kitchen remodel... didnt want to give the poor guy one more thing to think about especially since we did the remodel ourselves).
Other than sleep getting a bit more uncomfortable ("More pillows? Sure, why not?! Chris doesnt need the space... Our queen bed can definitely fit a pregnancy pillow, neck pillow, back pillow, our 17lb dog sleeping under the covers, and a 6'1 Italian! Where's our boxer? Get him up here!") everything is carrying on right as it should. I'm definitely starting to show a lot more, which is fun. Now when I walk around and rub my belly subconsciously, it "looks" like Im pregnant and not look like Im trying to sooth Taco Bell heart burn or anything.
According to my baby/pregnancy app, our little dude is about 17in long and weights 3.75 lbs and should start gaining a half a pound a week. UGH! Its getting so close! And I feel like I have nothing done (Crib? check... mattress/anything to actually put him in? nope... but we do have about 75 hoodie bath towels for him, so maybe we can make something out of those?...)
So for your viewing pleasure, here is week 32... and please never expect my hair to look like this again. I think I sent a picture to every relative on my phone asking them to remember me like this and not the unshowered baby mess I am sure to become... life's all about staying positive...
I would love to hear from y'all!