We were checking out the new players and I spotted one who was just a little guy. I laughed and pointed and told Jacob that I probably weigh more than him. Then I looked at the roster with the player's stats only to find out that I do in fact weigh more than him. Its sad when a joke like that turns out to be a reality.
I am at 29 weeks and only have 11 to go! Still feeling good and going strong. I have had several people warn me that I might have a hard time finding a doctor if I go into labor during the Boise State vs. TCU game. But believe me, there are going to be several people wishing they never heard of Boise State football if I have to wait on a doctor because of one of their games. In an area where people's only outfit choices in the morning are their blue Boise State shirt or their Orange one, and you don't get angry letters from your HOA for having a Boise State mail box cover, this could very well happen.
On another note, if I told people how I was really feeling when they asked, this is what I would say:
1. I miss being able to breath.
2. My ribs feel broken... permanently.
3. I do not like stairs.
4. I know how old people feel when they have to build up momentum by rocking back and forth to get up out of their chairs and then they fall back down into their seats a couple times. That's totally me.
5. I love air conditioners and can't wait for fall.
6. I love feeling him kick. Even if its in the ribs.
7. I like that no one lets me lift anything heavy, even though I feel perfectly capable.
I keep forgetting to have Jacob take a belly picture of me, so until we get around to it, this will have to suffice.
