8 weeks left

A little twist on my belly pic. I actually have clothes on! A dress at that. I don't wear them much because I feel like they make me look larger, both in the front and in the back. Especially in the back. And let's face it. It's just harder to shave my legs nowadays. So if you see me in a dress then you know that I've made the effort to bend over and at least get up to my knee.

I checked in at the doctor this morning. Nothing really new to report. Baby's heart rate was at 142 and she's measuring good. The scale was kind to me, only moving up 2 pounds in two weeks. That's 133 now. I can tell that the weather change is making my rings and shoes a little tighter, but no official swelling yet. I see it coming in my near future. I have eight weeks to go from tomorrow and I'm trying to enjoy it as much as I can. I'm starting to feel a little more tired, mainly because I'm tossing and turning more at night. And the heartburn is kicking in. I know I should stay away from all things acid, but I'm not sure if I could live without my red wine vinegar, orange juice and jalapenos. The sacrifices we make. Guess I should invest in some Tums.

And for the record, we still have not decided on a name. We're getting closer. I'm pretty sure we'll have something by the time we leave the hospital.