HuuUUUuuUuuUuUUuuUuGE!

I feel oh so bloated and huge. Hows that for a start up?? Ok I know, I'm over 7 months pregnant _ i'm supposed to be huge. But today I feel especially huge. Last night I did too. I think I grew yesterday...in girth. No extra poundage that the scale revealed. Maybe that means that the baby is growing and I am shrinking?? That'd be ok I guess.

Today I just can't get comfortable. Last night was the same. Add a 65 pound 9 year old kid to the sleeping arrangement and life gets really tough. Good thing she's so darned cute.

My stomach is out to >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>here.... and beyond. I feel like I waddle when I walk. I don't remember waddling with the other two except maybe during the last week or weekend when I walked and walked and walked trying to get the darn thing to come out already!

The cat lady has passed away. It's a relief I think for her family. So much to do at her place to even make it remotely sellable...or maybe it will have to be torn down. Not sure if its salvageable. But they now understand what I've been trying to tell them for 8 months. I guess they couldn't fathom it until they experienced it and now they have experienced it.

My 9 year old daughter had a biopsy this week. A mole had gotten darker, larger, and changed shape and we took her to the dermatologist. We could have just said that, since it's growing, we should take it off. But H had to tell her the truth - that it has to come off to be checked for cancer. So now our little worrier has a new anxiety ~ worrying about having cancer and dying. And that is so far from anything I think it might ever turn out to be. Poor thing.

My 13 year old is noticeably gaining weight. No, I don't say anything but I try to steer her to wiser choices. Issues include not liking veggies; loving cheese, cake, butter, salt, soda, ice cream, her dads cookies, etc; and having NO concept of serving size no matter how often we explain it. She's down to ballet once per week instead of two because forensics gets in the way of one of the days. That's a tough work out believe it or not, but she needs more. I keep hoping she'll have a growth spurt before summer to grow into her extra belly jelly.

No names yet for the baby. Ideas have included: Sugaree (dead song), Lilu (5th element), angel (older sisters choice), Liv (norse for "life"), Paz (spanish for peace), Six (with the middle name sixsix).....no, none of those very seriously - except maybe Liv - especially not Six. Oh yes and H wants Cassidy Jayne. I'm just not into that at all.

We just can't decide on anything at all. She may go a while with no name until something works out. Maybe she'll be born a boy after all and then it will be easy. Either Samuel Mitchell or Lincoln Edward.

So, anyway, I feel huge and bloated...and now I have heartburn.

Ciao fer now!