3/4 of the way there

Well. Here we are at 30 weeks! Officially tomorrow, but whatever. Heading into the home stretch, it's safe to say that I need to slow down. Braxton Hicks contractions are the story of my life the last few days. They don't hurt, they're just annoying. It is a good reminder that maybe I shouldn't have gone to Costco today after taking (a kicking, screaming) Harlowe to the dentist and then spending hours on my feet at my company picnic...

Baby Avery is a mover and she faces out, so all of her feet and elbows and shoulders (seems like there's at least 47 of them) are constantly jabbing my belly. I feel like I might have internal bleeding. At least her head is currently in the right place! I already know she's longer than Harlowe was at only 18" because I feel her feet under my rib when she stretches out. Then when I laugh or cough it pops back into place. That can't be normal, right?

As far as her room goes, sigh...I decided what crib and dresser to go in it? It's time to get babysitters for Harlowe so that thing can be finished!


And here's me. I'm definitely larger than I was 3 weeks ago, Now my belly holds the door open for me! I'm still trying to figure out if I'm bigger than I was with Harlowe (below). Avery is such a different shape that I can't really tell. Maybe it's obvious to the rest of you, help me!!