I am officially a waddler. My husband actually asked me yesterday if I was waddling. It was slightly funny but slightly irritating as well. Of course I waddle. I am carrying around so much extra weight right now!! He said it's cute because his son is making me waddle - how cute...I don't feel too cute right now. I can't imagine how much I am going to waddle in a few weeks. I am only 33 weeks now. Seven more weeks just seems so very long.
I have also given up on wearing most of my sandals and now where cheap flip flops.

This heat is killing me. I was pregnant in the middle of summer in Phoenix, Arizona with Nathan. For some reason, that didn't seem as bad. Perhaps it was and I just don't remember.

People ask me all the time when I am due. They are being extremely nice but I just don't want to talk with random people lately. I am very hormonal and moody. I smile and answer them and I talk to them for a while thinking...I hope this conversation will end soon. Horrible, I know. At least random people don't touch my belly like during my last pregnancy. I may give off some vibe that says, "Don't get too close to me!" Ohhhh, those wonderful hormones.