I am getting so excited. Again, more than four months to go, and it's driving me nuts. Part of me is saying that I need to let myself sit back and enjoy these last few months - after all, once baby comes, we're parents for the rest of our lives. That's it - no going back. The other part of me says BRING IT! There's this little person who's part Andy and part me who's just chilling, waiting to join the world, and I just want to meet him. My kid - strange!

Funny, though...There have been times when I have said, "wow, I'm married." Then I have to repeat it to myself several times to make it seem true, and the more I repeat it the more weird it can be (just because marriage is for adults, and I sure don't feel like one a lot of the time). When I was in college, I had to repeat "I'm in college" to make it seem true. Never has it seemed weird to say "I'm pregnant." It just seems right...I don't know why. Not that being married isn't right - it's the "rightest" thing I have ever done, marrying Andy.

Things are getting fun now. My shower for family friends/"adult" friends is going to be in a month (our baby is coming at the most inconvenient of times - I don't think anyone really wants to have or attend a shower between Thanksgiving and New Year's, and after New Year's we start getting into the danger zone of "well, not quite due YET, but he technically COULD come any day..."). Andy's mom's friends' shower is going to be 11/11. I need to remember to slow down and enjoy it...all the wedding stuff is done and gone forever, and I wouldn't want anyone to do a shower for Kid 2, and I don't think people typically do anyway. Fun!!!

I went to the doctor today for a routine check-up. It should have been my 20-week, but I am 21 now (does that mean I can drink now?!), long story. Not a whole lot went on - they just measured "fundal height" and listened to the heart. Still beating...but you don't feel like it's so critical because every kick is reassuring. He wouldn't be kicking without a heartbeat, I don't think...He seems healthy, though. No need to worry. Apparently he is at a safe size...maybe my eating habits are ok, then...I will avoid having a baby as big as me (9lbs., 5 oz. five days late) or worse, Freddie (9lbs., 15 oz., 2.5 weeks early). Andy was in the 6 lb. range, so hopefully we will just average out somewhere in between.

As long as he's healthy!