33 weeks.

Posting a little late. I've been tricking myself into thinking I'm not as big as I really am and pictures prove me wrong so I've been avoiding taking them. Nonetheless I want to remember this later on in life.

Here I am in my 33 1/2 week glory. I've reached the stage where very few things fit. I scored this shirt from Walmart for $3! It lets me live in denial a little easier. :-) Steadily gaining weight now (even though I'm still a little sick.) and always tired and swollen. I'm usually throbbing my the end of the night. June isn't much of a kicker but she sure does stretch! Right into my ribs! Ouch! She's so low now that when she moves I feel like she's about to fall out. She's very active now and causes lots of contractions and cramps.

Basically I feel like a flotation device and could fart anyone into an oblivion. Pretty excited to be down to my old size and not resemble something from the whale family. I've been dreaming about her a lot lately and picture her looking just like Owen. :-) Everyday is different. Some days I'm so anxious and excited to meet her and others I am so nervous I want to start crying. Lots of crying lately. Whale-like features as well as being this emotionally pathetic is where we're at right now. :-)

Only a few more weeks to go!