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-Boring business first: I had my EKG done on Tuesday (totally normal) and was given a heart monitor to wear for 30 days. I'm protesting. The girl said I should wear it when I am most likely to have symptoms. That would be at night, so I am only wearing it at night - I don't mind wearing it then. I would dread having to wear it during the day. So far, there have been no "events," though my symptoms are pretty persistent from the moment I sit down to watch TV at night until I go to bed. It's not that my heartbeat is irregular (I think that is what the monitor is looking for), just quick and strong, like anxiety. We'll see.

-Almost 2 weeks of big-boy bed. Liam has not yet figured out that he CAN get out of bed when we are not in the room. He'll wake up on a weekend morning and play with his stuffed animals and talk and giggle for 30 minutes until one of us goes in there. As soon as we do, he says "Liam out" and runs off. What a blessing. However, I know that he is going to figure it out one day, and soon, and then it's all over. At least we were eased into it all.

-Really, Target. Did NO ONE test these capri maternity jeans for the itchy belly factor before mass-producing them and sticking them on the racks? I have luckily found that sticking a belly band under there is an adequate solution.

-Speaking of maternity clothes, it seems that the industry has evolved to where the bulk of any given retailer's maternity inventory can only be found online. Is it the cute clothes (relatively speaking, anyway) that end up in-store? Of course not. The rejects make it to the shelves, and I have to make my best guess as to what will work and what will not when ordering online. That is, of course, when I can score free shipping or just get myself past the $10 extra I'm throwing away towards it. For someone who routinely enters the dressing room with 20 items and emerges with 1 (on a good day), I hate committing to something I can't try on.

-I remember when I was 11 or 12 standing in the check-out line of the grocery store reading a little Disney magazine. They did a little mini interview with Melissa Joan Hart (this was back when Clarissa was all the rage). They asked her the question "if you could give your fans one piece of advice, what would that be?" Her response? "Always moisturize." To this day, I remember thinking, even as a 12-year-old, "wow. I look up to you, and given the opportunity to give me some kind of advice that's useful in my life, THAT'S all you can come up with?" I felt so slighted, and I honestly never looked at her the same again. Hey, I guess I still remember those words when I'm getting ready for bed at night or getting ready for the day in the morning.

-Baby is rolling around all over the place. It's cool, but it does kind of give me the creeps. Sometimes I can feel a little elbow or knee poking up at me and can kind of hold it between my fingers for a moment or two. I can't believe it'll be 27 weeks tomorrow - one week till 3rd trimester. It's not that it's completely flying by, but it seems like it should be going a lot slower than it actually is. Contrary to where we stood 7 weeks ago, we are completely prepared now (in the "stuff" sense, not in the "please go ahead and be born at 27 weeks!" sense).

-Not that I am complaining AT ALL - I am completely enjoying it, actually - but I have never had so many weddings and babies to prepare for over a 2-month period. Me and my friend Kellie are due within days, and one month and some change before that are my friend Ali and cousin Christy. I have a wedding on May 1st and on May 15th, and for each of those events is a shower. I love giving, and I love sharing in these events with friends and family. Selfishly, as I look at my calendar, I am even more encouraged because the more I have going on, the quicker April and May will fly by, and the quicker June will get here.

-I am going through something of a life crisis. Andy and I are faced with a huge decision, one that can't be made in a night. I hate unresolved questions, and life crisis + pregnancy hormones is not fun. Sometimes I cry at awkward times. Don't worry - nothing having to do with our marital status, and we're not contemplating giving Liam or his sister up for adoption or anything. I do have a feeling, though, that there will come a moment when the answer is completely clear. Hormones will abound.

-That's all, folks.