3rd Trimester!

The end is near. I don't know wheather to be be happy for never being pregnant again or sad for never being pregnant again. I try to enjoy it, but it is really hard when I have severe rib pain and back pain and over all uncomfortableness. Oh, and did I mention the rib kicking. I am assuming he/she is head down and feet are just rolling over my ribs. Ouch! I will say I think being pregnant in the summer is easier then the winter so far. Boots are really hard to get on with a belly in the way. I much perfer flip flops. Plus, I feel even fatter with all the heavy clothes and coat on. Morning sickness is the summer was hard too (even though it wasn't as bad this time around), but you already get really hot right before you vomit, then add the 90 degree weather and it is pretty miserable. My vote for future moms, if you can time your pregnancy, is to get pregnant in the spring or summer. This advice might change as I could be stuck in a winter storm without my epidural for delivery. Pray this won't happen.

I leave for San Diego in a couple of days to visit my sister. I am excited to get away, but ever since B has been born its always bitter sweet. When I am in the throw of things, I can't wait to "escape", but when that time comes I am always sad to leave him and can't wait to get back. I have a doctors appointment right before I leave to make sure everything is a "go, no go for launch". We plan on whale watching and hitting up the wild animal park for a safari.

B said his first sentence the other day. It went like this. "no, Yellow Guy (his stuffed animal) stay mommy's house". I almost cried. I do a lot of that lately with all these hormones. B also visited Santa this year already. Our friends always throw a Christmas party for the kids with a visit from Santa. Last year B screamed and cried. This year he patiently sat and waited for his name to be call to pick up his gift and sit on Santa's lap. At one point he got really brave and curious. He snuck up to Santa and touched his leg, then retreated real fast to sit back down. It was funny and yes, I almost cried again. When it was his turn he didn't cry, but he also wouldn't tell Santa what he wanted either, still shy. We got good pictures this time.