32 Weeks

Eight or so weeks to go at this point...six weeks if he comes when Jack did, ten if he is stubborn and stays in past my due date.  I alternate between slight panic attacks because Luke is going to be here SO soon, and slight self-pity parties because I'm going to be huge and pregnant for TWO MORE MONTHS. 

I also never know what to say when people ask how I am feeling.  Good?  I mean...I am feeling good I suppose...aside from all the not good stuff...but they don't really want to hear about that do they?  I mean, should I have told my dental hygienist that I am actually rather uncomfortable from all this darn pelvic pressure, that sometimes I think Luke might be trying to punch his way out?  No...that would have been awkward, right? 

I love that you can see Jack's fuzzy wuzzy haircut in this picture!

Luke has, thankfully, turned from breech and is now in a head down position.  I think he might have dropped a little as well, because I can suddenly breathe better.  You don't realize how much you take your lungs for granted until your baby is smushing them!  

Stats:

Weight Gain: I don't know...I am guessing close 30 lbs.  Ahem...it's all baby.
Cravings: Nothing really.
Movement: Dude is a dancer!
Gender: It's a boy!
Sleep: Not great, but I have one more week with my sweet teacher husband helping out in the morning.  We alternate sleeping in, so I will take advantage of that as much as possible this week!
Stretchmarks: Oh indeed.  More on my sides than my belly, but they are definitely here.
Labor signs: Nope, even my normal contractions have slowed down a lot, which I am incredibly grateful for!
Milestones: Nothing really, every day brings us a little closer to meeting Luke.