34 Weeks (8 months)

I am 6 weeks out now! How that is possible, I have no idea, but it is true. I have one more 2 week appointment, and then it's every week until baby time. Dr Collins asked me on Thursday, "So what are you, 27 weeks now?" I said, "What?! No, 34!" He laughed and said, "Yup, tomorrow. You measure 27 weeks. You're tiny, and you're just always going to be tiny." Ahh, more flattery. Did I mention I like that?

He said he could induce at 39 weeks, and I will be taking that ticket most definitely. Not that I'm not enjoying it, but that is just time. I'm starting to get uncomfortable. I get heartburn from everything, even water. I eat tums more than food. I get full after a few bites...which isn't so bad, but it's followed by heartburn. I want to do a backbend at times to get the foot or booty or whatever it is that won't budge from my sternum, but it's all good. And pretty soon, that all will be gone...and it will be sad.

Anyway, I have a much more exciting post to put up, but it requires more organization than this. (My shower was yesterday!) These are just a few pictures of the room that is starting to come together.
Aren't those pictures great? I just love them. Chrissie had bought them for a playroom, but the colors coordinated perfectly with his bedding, so she generously gave them up.

Here's some alphabet soup for you. Maybe there's a name in there? Oh, the name we had? Gone. Wasn't feeling it after a while. We've got another that suits us more, and we ALL agree on it (even Sage...I wanted her to be a part). For some reason I was so concerned what everyone would THINK. And I just woke up one morning going, "Since WHEN do I do that?! I wear PURPLE, GREEN, and PINK eyeshadow, 30 bracelets, patent leather, and SEQUINS on a normal day of the week." I'm never going to name my kid Jack or Emma. No offense to the lovers of those names. They're very sweet. But they're not us....sooo, we have a name for REAL. Done and done. We can't wait to meet him.