Tuesday, July 24, 2012

33 Weeks

I'm thirty three weeks and 2 days pregnant. Four to seven weeks left. Hopefully closer to four ... or I may be giving birth in a jail cell after being brought in for random acts of violence. The cocktail of hormones brewing in my body right now must be similar to what causes the Incredible Hulk to go all hulky.

HULK SMASH!
Speaking of hulk, I've come across several other bloggers talking about the pregnancy weight they've gained (there's a ton of people knocked up right now ... must have been something in the tequila water). Because of this, I feel a compulsive urge to confess I've gained ... 40 pounds. I'm going to be exactly the same weight going into labor with this baby as I was with T, despite the fact I lost not only 25 pounds of baby weight but 20 "extras" that magically attached themselves to my body without me noticing. I hate it when that happens.

Another thing related to going hulky - I'm tired of hearing, "You look like you're going to pop!"

Why, yes, yes I am.

I'M GOING TO "POP" YOU RIGHT IN THE SCHNOZ.

PREGNANT LADY SMASH!

Somebody needs to get me some of these:


Like I said, hopefully closer to four weeks left ... I don't think criminals would be the best labor support team.






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