Waiting....

32 Weeks and counting. Went to the doc today and it was pretty uneventful. First of all, the doc was a dud! I hope we don't get him delivery day or else I'm holding that baby in. Ha! Anyways, BL is good, heartbeat of 140 and the big belly measured on target. The doc couldn't tell which end was up, so I was kind of bummed. I'll just have to determine that myself....some how. We're due back in 3 weeks.

Here's my lovely mama outfit. One of the last shirts I have left that fits - you can see the belly hanging out below. There's this maternity consignment store opening this weekend that I'll be spending my money at. And of course my lovely sweatpants. It's funny how when you get late into pregnancy you could care less about what you look like - or at least I don't. This outfit would be perfectly acceptable for me to wear out of the house, but Greg tends to think otherwise. Lets put a big belly on him and see what he thinks. Greg has been great through all of this. Putting up with my crying fits, turning around and feeding me when we're driving down the road and I see something that looks super yummy, and getting me really big glasses of milk when the craving strikes.

And a cute shot with the Sydney aka "The Black Bomber" caring for her little brother or sister.