32 Weeks

Okay, here are the status updates...

weeks pregnant: 32

weight gained: 19 pounds (feels like 8 million)

gliders considered, and then thrown out, as options for nursery: 8 gazillion

exercise in the past week: none

husbands almost lost due to me being "crazy pregnant lady": 1

Went to the doctor yesterday for the usual boring appointment. I hate when people ask how my appointments go. They do the same thing every time - pee in a cup, weigh-in, listen to the heartbeat, blah blah, etc. I mean it's good that it is all boring because that means everything is healthy but there is really never anything to report. The good news is that despite being sure it would happen, I haven't hit 20 pounds of weight gain yet (that will happen for sure in 2 weeks though) so thank goodness for small victories, and the doctor was pretty sure Liam is head down so no worries about a breech baby (he was breech at the last ultrasound.)

Anyway, even though I haven't exercised in almost 2 weeks and therefore feel like a whale I am going to follow through with my promise to post belly pictures. (Otherwise my readership of one - thanks Julie - might drastically drop as a result of totally boring posts.) So, without further ado...

32 weeks from the side...

....and front.

Boom! Is that effective birth control or what!?

A Winter Surprise

I wish I could honestly say that things are great, but I am 32 weeks pregnant and when asked how things are my typical response is, "ehh". I mean, I am fine, baby is fine, life is pretty normal but I am sooo sick of being pregnant that I am just trying to take the next two months one day at a time. (Kind of like running a marathon...one mile at a time, right?)

This weekend we had a nice distraction from the norm though. It snowed! In Charleston! Noah was so excited I thought he would burst and it was so much fun to enjoy a few inches of snow from his little 3 year old point of view. He did it all - snowman, snow angels, throwing snow balls. His hands and feet and nose were completely numb and we had to practically drag him into the house because he was having too much fun to voluntarily quit playing. Of course, the snow melted almost as quickly as it came but it was a fun little surprise that we did not expect.

In baby news...we painted the nursery and are currently debating about what kind of chair we might purchase for it. We have also chosen a name - Liam Taylor. Finishing up the nursery and calling Liam by his name makes it seem very real that he is coming. Despite all my whining and complaining the pregnancy really has gone by fairly fast. Even so, I am anxious for him to just get here already. I want to meet him and watch Noah with a brother and get back to feeling more like myself. I am already thinking about what my running goals will be and what races I want to do in the fall. How fun to think about running again and meeting all three of my boys at the finish line! Well, that is about it for now. I have a doctor's appointment on Tuesday so I will update later with scary stats, like weight gain (ahh), and maybe even a belly picture. If I am feeling brave!