COUNTDOWN!
Wow. I'm 30 weeks pregnant. 10 more to go (give or take however many days this baby deems appropriate).
That's awesome, huh? Also, kind of NOT awesome because I'm really uncomfortable and cranky and I'd really like to be done now, please. No? Harumph!
According to Baby Center the baby is approximately 15.7 inches long and weighs almost 3 pounds. We've been doing kick counts this past week and he usually gets his required 10 moves in within 5 to 20 minutes. I'm still feeling kicks really low which makes me wonder if the little bugger still hasn't turned over. He hadn't at my last appointment.
Here's a picture where you can kinda see the belly. We were at a birthday party (BONUS: unlimited rides on this carousel). I'm feeling a bit like a weeble.

Unlike a weeble, however, I *do* fall down. Well, I did the other day. I slipped on a bit of water at the grocery store and down I went. Ouch. I have officially entered the clumsy stage of my pregnancy (although it would help if people cleaned up spills). I dropped so many things today I was beginning to think I should just be stored in a large hamster ball to keep myself and all bystanders safe.
Nothing new coming up until December 6th which is when I repeat the glucose test. If I pass I will be stunned. I'll be at exactly the same stage of my pregnancy as I was when I failed when pregnant with Dax. Fingers crossed, please!