First off, thanks for telling me I look semi-decent in those pics I posted yesterday. Because today? At the OB's office? When I found out I gained ANOTHER seven pounds (on top of the seven I gained last month and the other bunch I gained during the first trimester where I ate nothing but freaking TOAST)? NOT feeling so semi-decent! WTH, yall? I've been exercising, I limit the treats, and I'm chasing two lunatics and a moose around all the livelong day! I take the stairs, I park at the far back of the parking lot, and I only had Dairy Queen ONCE last month. I'm going to go with one of the following theories that doesn't include "you're just a fatty who will be in a Hoveround by the end of this": it's genetic (my mom says she gained a similar amount with all three of us), it's the diabeetus rearing its' ugly sugar hating head, or my baby weighs 20+ pounds. She maybe does? Just kidding, she totally doesn't, because my OB went over my ultrasound results from last month and she's in the 37th% for size right now. HUH? I had to ask him to look again and make sure it didn't say 97th%, because I don't make peanut babies. You may remember Bug & Bee measuring off the charts all through my pregnancies with them, and being born an ounce or two under nine pounds a week or two early? Maybe I'll have a baby who wears newborn clothes for longer than 2 1/2 days this time? And whose head won't fit into a 6 month hat from the get go? What if she has HAIR, you guys? Maybe she's not even MINE!
Also! Big news! She has a birthday! Unless she surprises us with an early arrival (DON'T YOU DARE, KID), we'll meet #3 on Friday, August 31. Who wants to be on the lake drinking beer on Labor Day weekend when you can be in a hospital bed snuggling a newborn (and a JJ sub, duh) all day, right? I'll be 38w6d (so my doctor told me, LIKE I could've figured that one out on my own), which is neat since that's the same gestational date Miss Vivi arrived. And they'll both be Friday girls, too, and likely have similar birth times since it's looking like another early morning slice and dice for mama.
Speaking of Miss Vivi, does this look like a boy to YOU?
pps: please excuse all the shouting and exclaiming. I drank my lunchtime ((DIET)) soda treat a wee bit too fast, maybe?
Did you know I can't bake to save my soul?
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