Hello, 3rd Trimester: 6 1/2 months of pregnancy in photos

It's true.  I am 28  1/2 weeks pregnant.  That is 6 1/2 months.  That is just a few days shy of 11 weeks until giving birth.  I had my last 4 week appointment last Monday, and when Dr Collins told me that he'd see me in 2 weeks, I said, "What?!  Seriously?"  I can't believe I'll be going that often now.  The 4 week appointments felt like they were getting closer together.  I can't imagine what 2 weeks will feel like.  They're pretty uneventful and involve him asking me if people even know I'm pregnant and betting that everyone hates me. It's a cross I've had to bear for a long time, Dr C.  Then he tells me how gorgeous I look, etc etc.  ;)  I passed my glucose test for gestational diabetes with flying colors.  Diabetes in any way, shape or form isn't sticking with us.  I even ate a cinnamon raisin English muffin before the test.  Bam.  Let's see, I've gained 13 pounds so far.  I gained 3 of that in the last 4 weeks...not that it matters, but I was hoping to keep it on the lower end of 1-2 in the four week spans, or none at all.  But, he said that I'm one of the very few patients that he has that he doesn't worry about weight at all and even encourages weight gain.  He actually checks to make sure that I am gaining.  I have been frequenting Lamar's and Starbucks (it's pumpkin spice time) and keeping them pretty busy.  I told him that, and he laughed and said, "You can do that, no problem."

So it's a lot of the same, but one day, I'll want to remember these.  People are just starting to ask if I'm pregnant.  I like to wear the tightest clothes possible because it kind of puts that question to rest, I hope, and also...I just think it looks better.  Someone that I'm around all the time asked me if I knew what I was having yet.  I said, "Oh yeah..for quite a while now.  I'm over 28 weeks."  He was like, "Oh..I never would've guessed that."  Pardon the leftover paint and cardboard from one of our projects.  More on that...eventually.

 I think that the only bad part that I personally experience is that I get heartburn so bad that I sometimes don't think I'll make it the rest of the time that I have.  I'm also starting to get asked the infamous question:  WHAT is the name???  Linda asks me many times a week.  We don't have one.  I can tell you a lot of names that it is NOT.  Travis came up with a list of names the other day (I was shocked).  Of course, 1/4 were Bart Simpson's infamous stupid/dirty phrases when said together.  Sooo...I don't know.  I know people want to know, and I obviously don't want to name him Jack because that's not my style, but who knows.  So many people were so rude to me when I told everyone Sage's name before she was born that I probably wouldn't say what it was even if I did have a name.  I feel like some of them just want to make fun of it or see how weird it is.  I'll try not to disappoint.  ;)

 My girl.  The kids stayed home with Travis from church because he'd shot the Alabama game the night before and was pretty tired.  He'll be going out of town for a good part of the week, and I thought it was good for them to spend some time with him.  Sage was thrilled when I told her to enjoy her day at home. 

This boy is a MOVER.  I finally got some good video of his kicks.  I wish I'd turned the camera the other way like Travis is ALWAYS telling me to do, but you can definitely still see.  It is clear that he was not very fond of me disturbing his space.  Travis cannot STAND for me to push on my stomach the way that I do in this video.  3 pregnancies and it's all the same.  He thinks that I can hurt the baby like that.  Clearly, he's never paid attention to the things that the doctor does, including how they deliver them.

So we went out to Khol's the other night, and I found teeny tiny newborn sized CHRISTMAS clothes.  I'm all about seasonal clothes (my kids have been wearing all things pumpkin for a while now), and even though it will be right after his birth, nonetheless, it will be his first Christmas.  So I had to have the clothes to commemorate that.  They are so tiny, but even so, they will be big on him.  It's hard to believe.