31 weeks - getting huge-er and huge-er

I utterly suck as a blogger. I may try to blog the remainder of the pregnancy though. We shall see. I barely have the energy to roll my large self out of bed in the morning (or afternoon), so I'm not making any promises.

Baby seems to be doing well. At 30 weeks my belly was measuring 32. I've started to gain back some of the weight that I lost (I was wondering when that would happen). Baby is quite active most of the time (particularly between the hours of midnight and 6 am....figures) and there's really been no cause for concern at all.

I'm on to biweekly midwife appointments now. I'm trying to get together all of the stuff I need for the homebirth and for the baby, though I feel so slack with it all. We have a pool liner! (Though we're not sure where, exactly, we're going to put the pool). I have a doula and a back-up doula and a back-up back-up doula.....  Not sure how she's getting paid yet, but we'll figure it out. Might sell off one of the other kids, I s'pose...

Kidding.

We have an expect net game set up for the L'il Shagger. So that's fun. Winner gets a prize decided on by moi. Perhaps a bottle of wine or a case of beer or something knit by me (you know, with all that free time I'll have once the baby gets here). I enjoy it though. I love seeing all the guesses. I'll try to link up the game in one of the side bars.

Anywho, here's a few recent belly shots (because blogs are totally boring without pictures)

26 Weeks - A name!

Time is just flying by. At lightening speed, it feels like. We had our 20 week ultrasound back in August and all is well. By all accounts the baby and the pregnancy are healthy. The morning sickness mostly went away by around 16 weeks, though I still have my moments of gagging and urging for seemingly no reason at all. My thyroid levels have been great. My energy has been shit though. I feel like I can never get my ass out of bed.

In related news, we actually tried to find out the sex of this baby. I just feel like I need to mentally prepare myself. Of course, we'll love this baby regardless, but I really wanted to be able to work out my feelings prior to the birth. Anyways, it doesn't really matter since babe was shy and wouldn't give up the goods. Steve and the kids (and everyone else) believes it's a girl. I can only imagine the surprise on their faces if this child is born with a penis.

We have a name for this little one. Or, well, a nickname, anyways - L'il Shagger. And here he or she is: