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37 weeks= FULL TERM!!!

We've made it to the biggest goal of pregnancy.  Full term today.  Even if the baby has been measuring full-term for about 3 weeks now... :)

I still feel really good.  Only been sleeping about 7 hours at night with 1-2 bathroom breaks, but feeling rested and ready to play with Paisley.  I haven't even been getting any naps in!   Weight gain is at 29 pounds and I'm feeling pretty proud of it since this baby is bigger and my goal was to limit it to 30 pounds total.  With baby coming in no more than 2 weeks, it looks like it may happen!

My mom and I took Paisley to a public pool to swim this week and I was surprised about how much children are fascinated by a big pregnant belly.  Within minutes of arriving, I was surrounded by a group of young kids asking questions.  We started with normal ones like "Can I touch it?"  My answer is always yes.  I've never been one to mind being fondled by strangers while pregnant.  I love my pregnant belly and can understand why they would want to touch it!  "Is it a boy or a girl?"  Kids cannot understand why I wouldn't know.  They felt like something was wrong that the doctor couldn't tell...

Then we got into interesting ones.  "Who's the baby's daddy?"  Umm, kid may watch a bit too much Jerry Springer if you ask me.  My answer of "my husband" seemed to really confuse him which makes me think he may have an interesting family.    Then my favorite question, "do you eat food?"  Not sure why this little girl decided that pregnant women are aliens who no longer require human food.  Pretty sure this entire group could use a book about pregnancy. 

Also sure I didn't want to be the one to teach them any more about it.  In fact, I avoided the question about "how is the baby going to come out?" even though I can answer better about the c-section than my first delivery.  


Yep, still torturing others by wearing a bikini.  Again, it's my payback for the 70-year-old fat men in speedos.

Loving this dress right now.  Just removed the belt that looks uber cute when you actually have a waist.

Didn't know that my belly could ever grow to such a size.  Think it may rebel very soon!!!

Comments

  1. You look AWESOME :) Totally rocking the pregnant "look." Im pretty jealous actually as I was so fat all over and swollen :) Can you believe you will be a mommy of TWO soon?? Exciting! So funny about the kids questions about your belly. See Im a smart ass and probably would have made things up just to see the look on the kids faces, such as " Do you eat food?" asks child. "No, I eat small children" said Me. haha.

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  2. You look awesome Amber but I'm sure you'll be ready for this little one to be here! And I'm totally impressed you're rocking the bikini.

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  3. You look amazing at 37 weeks! Im 5'3 too and pray to look as good as you at 37 weeks!! :)

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  4. Gorgeous belly! I wish I could still wear a bikini. Woo-hoo for FULL TERM!!!! You'll be meeting your precious little one very soon.

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