29 weeks

There is no way that someone can make the "but you are so small" comment anymore when I say I am pregnant!  Everytime I look in the mirror the belly has grown. Seriously.

Fatigue is making a coming back.  I am usually pretty good until 2:30pm when all I want to do is crawl under my desk and take a nap and when I get home from work around 6pm I am ready to crash.  One evening Dan went to Darren's to watch racing and instead of doing photo work or something off my to do list I took a nap.  Otherwise, feeling good.

Movement has changed.  The baby was a little quieter early in week when I suspect a growth spurt was happening and now is getting into taking pretty long naps in there.  But when it is restless, it is wanting to stretch out!  I find myself putting my hand on my stomach when those big, powerful stretches occur.  And sometimes there is just little, but strong, movements.  Movement is not quite as spazy as it was a couple weeks ago.

My sweet tooth is back again.  Still no true cravings but my will power is lower.  I actually bought oreos.

This weekend was bedroom painting weekend.  Mike visited and helped Dan with painting our bedroom and the baby room.  I am so glad to have that done.  The nasty brown shades left in the unit were replaced with pretty, subtle drapes.  Our bedroom is finally coming together.  The baby room is at least started.

Nesting might be kicking in.  I actually did cleaning. Or maybe I was just sick of the mess since Dan was busy painting so not doing the cleaning that he usual does (normally he is such a clean machine that I enjoy not having to be one).

We went out to dinner with the Urban clan and for the first time I felt like my belly was as stretched as it could be and was ready to pop.