Well, I'm in my 25th week of pregnancy. Part of me feels like it has gone by really fast and another part of me feels like I have been pregnant forever. I'm sure the forever part has to do with being pregnant with Josiah, nursing him and then finding out I was pregnant all the while still nursing Josiah up until a couple of months ago. I'm sure a little of it also has to do with not knowing what we are having since that seems to break up the pregnancy between the not knowing and then the knowing.
I'm starting to feel pretty big at this point. I will have Caleb take a picture of me sometime tomorrow or the next day. He's looking forward to the assignment. I never really felt this big with the boys. Maybe it's the new style of maternity clothes, how everything is so fitted. And it's not like I will get smaller during this pregnancy.
I had a wonderful dream last night though. I dreamed I had a 7 pound baby and labor didn't hurt because he/she was so small. I have to admit that both parts of the dream would be really nice, but I'm not expecting either. Caleb was 8 pounds, 12 ounces and Josiah was 9 pounds, 2 ounces. I am committing to no milkshakes when I get depressed about still being pregnant sometime in February. I have it here in writing so hopefully that will keep a few ounces off this baby. I guess I should toss away the cookies during that final month too (won't happen).
Everything else is going well pregnancy related. The baby is moving alot right before I go to bed which is a really special bonding time when everything is quiet. I'm not tired like I was in the first few weeks of pregnancy. I'm tired but the normal everyday tired of raising two boys. I guess I should start thinking about winding the boys down for bed in the next few minutes. Those home made chocolate chip cookies about 20 minutes ago didn't help the winding down process. But they were really good and the boys loved making them!