This Thing Called Pregnancy

We are officially down to less than ten weeks before baby boy makes his appearance! It's crazy and a little scary, but I can't wait. This picture was taken at 30 weeks 2 days.

I feel like I look really big in that picture, but I don't feel too big. At my doctor's appointment this week, he decided to do an ultrasound to measure the baby because I guess I'm looking smaller than I should for 30 weeks pregnant. He called it "size less than date." So I was nervous for a few minutes, but it turns out that baby is actually measuring a week and a half to two weeks bigger than 30 weeks, so he's doing great! I guess I'm just keeping him tied up nice and tight in there:) He weighed about 3 lbs. 6 oz. on the ultrasound, so the doc said if baby gains a half a pound a week (as is expected) and I make it to 40 weeks, we're looking at an 8 pound baby! Being a 4 pound baby myself, that seems humongous, so I'm hoping I either don't make it to 40 weeks or that the weight prediction is over by a pound or two! But I'll take a healthy baby boy anyway I can get it.

I just want to take a minute to write down how much I love being pregnant. I know I've had an easier pregnancy so far than a lot of other women do, and I'm starting to feel the aches and pains in my tailbone and legs and feel little feet up in my rib cage, but I just love that I have a little buddy with me constantly. I love to feel him move around at different points in the day. I love to talk to him and pray for him. And I love it when Brent talks to him and tells him that he's loved. A couple weeks ago, we were able to see him move for the first time. As we watched, my tummy would just bulge out in random places or distort for a second or two when the baby moved. I loved it and immediately became convinced that my baby is the cutest little boy ever. While it's been harder than expected to watch my butt and legs get bigger, it's easy to remind myself that it's all worth it and it's all part of this amazing blessing that's about to change our lives forever.

After completing our hospital tours and starting our childbirth class, I'm getting kind of anxious to see what labor and delivery are all about. I'm not too nervous yet, but I'm sure that will come in the next two months. Brent's in the middle of finals right now and then he has two whole weeks off of school! (He hasn't had more than a weekend off since December, so he's definitely ready for a break and some beach time!) We'll be doing a bunch of baby shopping to get the necessities before the little one arrives and we'll rearrange our bedroom so we can start decorating and setting up "the nursery." I find myself fantasizing about how beautiful the nursery would be if we had the money and space to create a room for the baby like you see in the movies (or the ones I see on Pinterest). Haha, maybe by our last baby we'll be able to do something like that. In the meantime, we'll do the best with what we have. And baby boy will have a cute little area in our room with a wall decorated just for him:) 

Two months people!! We're on the homestretch.