Twenty-Eight Weeks and Going Strong...and Big

I just had my twenty-eight week's check-up at my ob-gyn. Our little bun in the oven has already turned head down so my doc was very happy. But now that she's upside-down I feel the kicks much closer to my stomach, which is not a very good combo with my heart burns. I'm speculating that our little girl may have a sassy personality - she kicks more vigorously than Luke did (as much as I can remember), and she is quite purposeful in her movements. For example, she always kicks forcefully when I'm leaning forward and crunching my abdomen, as if she's protesting that I'm cramming her style. She also kicks and stretches ostentatiously whenever I carry Luke as he rests some of his body weight on my tummy, as if she's telling her brother to get out of her space. And boy do those kicks hurt! High hopes that she'll be a demure little lady...

This pregnancy just sort of whizzes by, partly because with a 3-year-old, I don't have much time to think about the pregnancy itself. My tummy is also growing at a much faster rate than the first one - I'm at 28 weeks and already feeling huge and so ready to get the baby out. I didn't start getting big until 32 weeks with Luke's pregnancy and held out till 38 weeks to send my eviction notices to Luke.

We made an appointment with our photographer to take some belly shots and family portraits this Saturday - looking forward to it, and will post the pics to display my hippopotamus size when we get the prints.