32 weeks!

I have less than 2 months until we meet the new family member. Hard to believe!

Things are going ok. I get tons of comments about my size which is driving me slowly insane. I feel pretty good still. My hips are sore and I spend more nights sleeping on the couch than I do in my own bed. The couch is a lot softer so I don't wake up quite as sore as I do when I sleep in bed.

The baby is moving a ton. Lots of major movement. I can't tell which direction it's going though - I feel jabs, kicks, punches everywhere.

I'm still sulking about not knowing the gender. Nick is saying it's a boy now. I was thinking girl all along, but I'm thinking boy now too. I guess it's everyone telling me I'm carrying like it's a boy, even though I know it's an old wives tale. As everyone who encounters me describes, they all say it looks like I swallowed a basketball.

It's definitely getting more difficult at work; I cringe when I have an appointment on the other side of the building just because the walking is slow and I get out of breath so easily since this kid is up in my rib cage.

Overall, things are good and I can't complain. This weekend I will hopefully be pulling everything out of the attic and start going through what we have. Pulling out the gender neutral clothes, diapers, etc. I just want to get the nursery all set up for the baby. I'm excited!