32 weeks

• Wow, 32 weeks!  Time is really starting to fly.  Before we know it, a baby will be in our arms.  The past couple weeks have really been great - I've been so excited and anxious about having another baby.  The smells and kisses and onesies and cries, all of it!  A few days ago, though, that excitement was replaced with an overhwhelming calm.  I've been praying a lot for our little family, and finally true peace settled over me.  I imagined myself bunkering down for the winter with my boys and relishing in our new life.  God is such a miracle worker.

• On another note, everything seems harder with this pregnancy - bending over, buckling sandals, cleaning the shower, putting on underwear, pushing a stroller, cooking, driving.  It's all so difficult!  After bathing, drying, brushing Patrick's teeth and putting on his pajamas I am legitimately out of breath.  Sometimes it even feels like standing or sitting still for too long is a chore.  My feet ache terribly at the end of my work days, and my evening nosebleeds seem to have taken on a mind of their own.

 

• I am running out of things to wear to work already.  Since it's been warm (even with the cool down) I've exhausted all of my dressy dresses as well as my capris (that barely fit across my new butt) and blouses (that I had to have sewn together where they open at my boobs).  I'm not an outfit repeater and I swear I will find something new each day until this baby is born.  Check out the most adorable tunic I bought for October.  It's way cuter on me.  Just sayin.

• On Wednesday I had my 32-week appointment with Dr. Bruner.  I think I was his last of the day so he was a little cranky and managed to easily rub that attitude off on me - I left there so pissed off.  He's like How did you gain 9 pounds in 5 weeks?  I'm all Ummmmm.  He's like You can't do that.  After I almost began crying, he's like The good news is that overall your weight gain is fine, it's just not good to spike like that.  I've gained 23 pounds so far, which I'll admit, it more than I'd have liked to at this point.  So you should've seen me, eating kale in my lunch salads and doing pregnancy yoga at 5:15 am each morning like a champ.  I'll show him.

• Yesterday I had my fourth ultrasound this pregnancy - it was glorious.  That face just kills me.  Jeff and I decided he looks like Patrick quite a bit.  He was grabbing his feet and yawning and doing all that baby stuff the whole time.  It was so darling.  The sonographer gave him an estimated weight of 4 lbs, 5 oz.  Another "beefy boy," she said.  She also showed me that he has hair!  Just amazing.

i so comfy.

• Patrick's birthday party is this weekend and I'm busy blogging preparing food and cleaning the house.  What is it about having a party at your house?  It's so exhausting!  No wonder people pay out the big bucks to scare kids to death get pizza at Chuckie Cheese - it's worth it.  I've already slashed a couple big ideas I had, like pumpkin swirl cheesecake...forget that.  And my main dish has turned into shredded chicken sandwiches, which makes me feel guilty for some reason.  I mean, everyone loves it, it just seems too easy or something.  Well, back to cooking.  I'm in the middle of making my cake layers and dreaming of my bed.