What a difference a week makes...

This thing is growing like crazy! Seriously, I was feeling fairly good about everything, and then I looked at week 31 pics from our hike...yes, I'm now depressed. So enjoy these pics, because I'm fairly positive that there will be NO more!

29 Weeks

30 Weeks

31 Weeks

Notice, the week 31 picture is not a close up :) Confession, this picture was taken b/c we were trying to get a picture of the hikers in front of us. I opted for tennis shoes on this hike but Dustin stuck with his flip flops...but these people considered this hike worthy of hiking sticks...yes, we're easily amused!

Then he'll know "what's wrong"

Where have I been?

Yesterday I told my husband that I read that hormones and mood swings were the worst during the 1st and 3rd trimesters. Based on how I acted during the 2nd tri, I totally understand the fear I saw in his eyes at this new revelation...poor guy.

Somehow we've already made it to 30 weeks. Where does the time go? I can tell you where it isn't being spent - the million and one "projects" I want to do. What happened to my motivation?

Perhaps the monster baby formerly known as "Peanut" has stolen it. She now answers to "Godzirra" and she throws crazy rave parties in my tummy at around 11am and spends the rest of her day chillin' out in my ribs and causing me the worst acid indigestion EVER. I'm fairly positive that she's also using up all of my creativity plotting her arrival into this world - she's going to be a drama queen just like her mama.

Anyways, I'll leave you all with this - I've decided that wearing a bikini is easier than one of my maternity suits. So when Dustin and I went out boogie boarding last weekend, my belly was out for the world to "enjoy" :) I don't care what people think...