30 Weeks!

Can I just say it again. . . 30 Weeks!

I knew this was coming but holy cow it seems to have flown by. Now only 10 more weeks and we'll have a new little muffin to adore.

I am getting anxious to know the gender now. Boy? Girl? Boy? Girl? We won't know until this little one decides to come.

And boy oh boy does this baby move. I am just amazed at how much this baby bumps and rolls, that's what it feels like at least. I do hope this is not an indication of activity outside of the womb. I really need a calmer baby this time around.

I am increasingly uncomfortable. I sleep well most of the time. I am too tired not to. But it's hard to move and get up and down with Little Man. Of course he's so flexible and small, he wants me to crawl into his tent or tunnel of cushions but Mommy just doesn't move like that right now. I try to make him pick things up off the floor for me. Sometimes it works.

So on one hand I am ready to not be pregnant any more but on the other hand I am not ready for this little infant to be here yet.

I dream of what it will be like to hold a tiny little newborn again. To nurse it and rock it and change it. I also dream of how it will change our lives completely to have another child. What it will mean for Nicholas and our relationship with him. So many ups and downs. It's really best to just not think about it and let what come, come.

I had a doctor's visit today. Everything is looking good. Heartbeat was a cinch to find. They do think I am measuring a tad on the small side. But we're not really worried. I carried small with Nicholas too. However, we are doing an ultrasound next week just to check on the size of baby.
Good news: the head seems to be down. That's a relief to me because our ultrasound at 22 weeks showed the baby to be breech.
I've gained a total of 22 lbs. so we are right on track. The doctor's seem to think I am all belly. Which I suppose is a good thing.
And this baby is bumping away at me as I type this. I'll be curious to find out if the measurements show the baby to weigh more or less than average at this stage. Although I never fully trust them when they estimate, they never seem to be right.