Your days of leisure and sleeping in are OVER, lady!!

The other day Brenden and I were having a nice little sleep-in cuddle (enjoying our last weeks of "freedom and irresponsibility") and we were spooning with his back to mine. As usual, the baby was kicking up a storm (it does this late-night and early morning - basically mostly at times when it would be really nice to sleep- to remind me that it is now in control of my leisure time.)...and suddenly Brenden turns over and says: "Uhhhh! I can't sleeeeep. The baby keeps kicking me in the back!"

Oh. Poor Daddy. Did the baby kick you once in the back?? Awwwww...

Try having it pummel you in the gut/bladder/ribs every time you want to sleep/watch tv/eat chocolate/watch a movie in the theatre/update your blog...

But, obviously, I am grateful for every kick in the gut. It just makes it more clearly understood that this baby is already it's own person even though it's still technically a part of me!

And as for the location of that placenta, as of my latest dr. appointment (yesterday) it is still covering the baby's exit out of my uterus...but no c-section appointment has been made yet, and no bleeding has occurred!

I'm getting VERY large for the "cute" 6-months pregnant stage...I look the same as my friend Jana who is currently 39 weeks!

Scary! Here comes PREGZILLA!

On a lighter note:

Anouther great quote:

"A friend of mine claims that after giving birth she can now hear her labia clapping together as she walks down the hall. And it's not in appreciation."

(Same book as below, on how your body changes after birth!)

Willing my placenta to move

Just a shout-out to all my friends & family that follow: I would really appreciate it if you could take a moment, mentally picture my placenta in my uterus (;)) and with the power of your mind, will it to move away from my cervix. Greatly appreciated, as I am hoping to avoid bed-rest, a c-section, historectomy and/or death.

Sorry: I'm hormonal and a little dramatic...

More belly pix...

Shocking and Horrifying News from the Doctor!

Brace yourself.

Doctor Fulford informed me of something today...

She said that before pregnancy she had size 6 feet. After pregnancy her feet had grown - permanently - to a size 8!!!

This could happen to me.

My beautiful, dainty size 7's could expand permanently to 8's or...9's!!!

What would happen to all my lovelies?? (My shoes)...

I will have to have A Great Shoe Sale.

...Good news for all you friends/family members with size 7's!
In the meantime I will wish and hope for a happy, healthy baby. And non-expansion of my pretty lil' tootsies!!

(No matter what, no one will ever get me Choos - I would sooner bronze them like a baby-bootie than sell them.)

Some New Belly Pix!! (Photographer: Me!!!)

Good quote...

"Pregnancy is like being in an airplane:
A little bit boring but not entirely unpleasant, and at least you get to sit down a lot. But if you really stopped to think about what was really happening under the bland surface of the ride, sheer terror would immobilize you. Luckily you get by with a feeling of general anxiety mixed with excitement as to what this new destination has in store for you."

...from one of my many pregnancy-themed books: The Mask of Motherhood by Susan Maushart