A simple, massive dessert was just what I needed for lunch.
I sing the praises of this ice cream bar to anyone who will listen. It’s a (gulp) Costco ice cream bar sold in the food court, and it makes my world spin in all the right ways.
My good friend made me chuckle the other day: “Your belly is pretty amazing: It’s a bullet,” she said. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen a pointy belly like yours.”
I’m 37 weeks, and in the interest of trying to remember little milestones during pregnancy, here’s a rundown of what’s happening with me and McG: My cervix is still “up high,” which means baby isn’t coming anytime soon, they say. (Phew! I was worried I’d deliver way early for some reason.) She’s in perfect health and spends her days rolling around my insides, kicking ferociously, especially around lunchtime and when I’m driving home from work (maybe she hates traffic?).
I’ve gained 21 pounds so far, and the sonographer thinks the baby probably weighs 5-6 pounds right now, though the baby could weigh a pound more since this is just an estimate, she said.
We’re all moved into the house (snapshots coming soon; the backdrop above is our new backyard fireplace!), and while we’re not quite settled, we’re settled enough. This weekend we’ll build the crib…. at last! I’ve been waiting for this day for so long.