Eight More Weeks?!

For all you curious people out there here is a prego picture of me. In this picture I am 32 weeks or 8 months.  I only have 8 more weeks until my due date and boy does that seem like it won’t come fast enough.  I remember when I was pregnant with Valerie my mom told me I would get to the point where I was so miserable giving birth sounded like a great option.  I never really got to that point with her, but with this kid I am beginning to understand what she means.  At 29 weeks I had another routine ultra sound.  As the ultra sound tech was doing her measurements she asked me if I had passed my glucose test, I said yes and then she asked if I passed it on the first try and again I said yes.  I had to laugh because I knew even before the ultra sound that this little boy was a bigger baby than normal.  First off I knew this because he has been constantly measuring 2 weeks ahead for the past couple months.  Secondly, I can feel his head as far down as he can go and his legs are still in my lungs and rib cage, or as the Dr puts it, “You have a long torso and this little boy takes up all the room!”  When ultra sound tech was done she said he was measuring about 2 weeks ahead (which we already knew) and that he weighed at that point of time about 3 1/2lbs, which is what a normal baby at 32 weeks weighs. So we know for sure he is going to be bigger than his sister.  Oh well, at least he is healthy and in reality 8 weeks really isn’t that far away, that is unless you are pregnant. . . ha ha ha.