Dreamin' of Baby

It's no secret that being pregnant can bring out the crazy in your dreams and last night was no exception.

I dreamed baby girl was head down, but had reached her arms out and was basically giving me a hug from hip to hip. I could feel her hands gripping my sides and when I looked down, my skin was so thin, I could actually see her little fingers. I'm not sure who I was talking to, but I pointed it out to them. Then my skin peeled a little (not gross, just like a sunburn) and I could touch her hand. In my dream, I thought, "Huh, that's pretty neat." ha ha

She likes my right hip and I feel her there quite often throughout the day. I think she's diagonal a lot because I'll also feel a foot or something in my left rib. I don't remember feeling the boys in my hip, so it's a little weird.

Time is starting to move quicker now. It seemed like it took forever to make it from 25 to 30 weeks and now we're already at 32. My shower's in a couple weeks and then they'll be the mad dash to paint the room and get the laundry done and put away.

It's funny, as much as I DO NOT like being pregnant, it's still a little bittersweet that this is the last time I will be. I will miss feeling her move around and knowing she's as safe as I can keep her. I'm trying to enjoy it, but holy cow, I'm uncomfortable and really ready for the weeks to move on by. Everyone keeps telling me I'm not even that big and all I can say is Thank God, quite literally. I would not be a pleasant person to be around if I'd ballooned.