Seven

We have finally reached month 7.  Leah has been asking if it's month seven yet since the first day of month six.  We have been reading "What's in your tummy, Mommy?", a book that counts down to baby's birthday by months, and while Leah realizes that we have to get all the way through month nine, she has no real idea how long that is going to take. 

I feel like someone has flipped the third trimester switch.  Last week I was energetic, happy and vaguely aware of the fact that I am pregnant.  This week I am suddenly finding myself uncomfortable, irritable, and exhausted.  I have fully committed to my maternity clothes, and I'm back to wearing tennis shoes most of the time to deal with my aching legs.  Hard to believe there are still three months to go, although I am still nowhere near ready to deal with the one way out of this situation... not ready for labor just yet.

I've never had a 3D ultrasound picture, but this one I got at the doctor's office today made my resolve to get through the next three months all the stronger.  What a darling little face!  Leah said, "She's so cute!" and once I explained to Adam what he was looking at, he said, "Baby!  Goo-goo, ga-ga!" (something he says to my belly several times a day).  This baby girl is already so loved!