Ahh, can you believe there are only 9 weeks of this pregnancy left?  I’m getting really excited.  When there were 3 months left, it felt like tons of time.  Now with only 2, I’m really trying to get a few projects finished before the baby makes an appearance.

I keep trying to get a video of this baby moving, but haven’t gotten a good one yet.  When I sit on the couch with the recliner part out, the baby gets extremely active and we all sit and watch the show.  It’s so funny and just plain fun to watch.  The kids love it.  I think they are getting excited too because they talk about the baby a lot more lately.

I had my glucose test a few weeks ago and that went just fine.  However, they did discover that my iron is almost 2 points low.  I was a little surprised by that.  I take an iron supplement as well as a prenatal every day because I have always had low iron levels.  Now, I have to take iron in the morning, iron in the afternoon and my prenatal at night {or really any order is fine}.  It’s so hard to remember when I’ve been doing the same thing for so long.  I’m hoping that remembering helps me to have some energy because it was rough being so exhausted all of the time.  Only time will tell.  I’m also still down 7 pounds from my initial appointment.  This is fairly normal for my pregnancies and I will probably start gaining weight soon.  It usually happens around the 8th month for me.  The heartburn has been getting even worse, so I’m guessing that it’s not going away until the baby is born.

I’ve been able to get a decent amount of projects finished up lately which has been great.  It is hit or miss if I can do much from day to day.  Some days I’m extremely busy and others, I feel great.

I’ve been sitting outside {on my sisters patio set that is at our house} and reading my book while the kids play outside.  It feels really good to just sit down and relax while they ride around in their power wheels.  Plus, I know I won’t have much time for that after the baby arrives.

I’m still playing softball, very carefully, but still playing.  It’s such a refreshing, fun time every week and my doc is on board with it.  I had debated playing fall ball, but since I’m feeling good still, I’m going to keep playing.  I trust my body to let me know if it is time to stop.

On a side note, we still don’t have a name picked out if this baby is a boy.  We should probably make a decision on that soon.

Oh yeah, and if I hear one more person tell me I look ready to pop, I may punch them.  That is all.