What a difference a month makes!

Here I am.

In all my bellied glory.

(I don't think that's a word...)

Remember when there wasn't a volleyball under my shirt?

Remeber when, just 4 short weeks ago, I looked like this?

Quite a difference, huh?

That's because my boy is getting HUGE!!

And he's started this new game of pushing as far out front as he can. It gets heavy, and is definitely not the most comfortable thing ever.

But, I can deal :)

Some positives thus far...

*I have yet to find out what heartburn feels like

*I can still wear my one pair of non-maternity jeans

*My mid-wife says things are looking great in all areas!

*Me and R play games all day when I'm sitting at my desk, it makes me feel special :)

*The nursery is painted..now we wait for carpet

*Only 13 weeks left...eek!

Some not so positives, but still not so bad...

-He hurts me sometimes when he plays his new stick-out game

-Kevin's schedule has been a complete suck-fest lately, so I feel like he's missing stuff. Including my growing belly

-Hungry, full, hungry, full...its a viscious cycle

-I have had several dreams that "It's a boy!" until he is actually born and it turns out "It's a girl!" Very unsettling.

-Only 13 weeks left...eek!

I just can't wait to meet my little guy!

Real Quick...

I just wanted to say that my new, very favorite thing in the whole world is watching my baby kick my belly.

Yes, I said watching.

On Sunday, I was sitting on the bed folding laundry and watching tv, I leaned back to give my back a rest for a second and just happened to look down right when a spot on my belly popped out for a split second.

Then it happened again, and again.

Now, I just catch myself staring at my belly for who knows how long, waiting to see it again.

I can't believe how unbelievably happy I am right now, looking down at this...