I can't believe I'm 34 weeks! We will have a new baby girl to tote along (and diapers to change!) before we know it. I tried taking a picture of myself to mark the occasion. It's actually pretty tough to do it well-- I kept turning my body toward the mirror a little so the big-belly-effect was lost. Then I noticed that the boys' dirty handprints on the mirror really showed up in the photo... oh, well. You get the general idea. I'm big.
Then the other Big thing in my life decided he wanted in on the action.
This kid has no idea what he's in for when the baby comes. I've got my fingers (and everything else) crossed, hoping the transition goes well. Amen.