Torpedo tummy

I had Mark take a couple of pictures of me and my ever-increasing stomach. I am now 32 weeks along- only 8 more weeks to go. I can't tell you how much paranoia I have that I am going to have this baby any day. I keep telling myself that more people are overdue than premature, but my wonderful imagination doesn't seem to listen to common sense.

I am starting to have all of those old feelings that I felt the first time around which made me question if I would ever go through this whole pregnancy thing again. My feet and toes swell up like little sausages- that will be my next post- you can see my super hot sock lines. I am finding it harder to move and do anything, and if I ever drop something on the floor, I always hope that someone else is standing close by so that they will take sympathy on me and pick up whatever I dropped.

My body is also preparing for the joys of newborn night-waking too- I wake up almost every hour to get up and go to the bathroom. Add Elliot to the mix of waking up and I might as well kiss a good night's sleep goodbye!

I must continue to remember- "This too shall pass" and before you know it I am going to be putting posts on here of how #2 moved to a big boy bed and is sleeping in the hallway with his older brother!!

Oh yeah, and please don't mind the deodorant marks on the shirt I am wearing. I guess it could be worse, at least I am wearing deodorant.