My back is freakin killing me today. I dunno what the deal is, but it's sore as heck. I foresee Dave helping me to the bathroom tonight.

We found a pediatrician...Dr. Sumida. He's super cool...very local, laid back, honest. Told me I'm huge and looks like baby is going to weigh 7 pounds or so. Asked if my doctor scolded me for gaining so much weight. Very funny, though, not offensive. I like that their office has 5 doctors who will cover for each other and take other doctor's patients in case of emergency. And they have Sunday hours just in case.

Caleb seems to be moving like crazy...it's sore. He takes his elbow and jams it into my stomach. I tell Dave to put his hand on my stomach and tell him to calm down. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't.

I gotta pee more than ever. It doesn't help that I drink so much liquids, but I gotta or else I get thirsty. Today I was majorly ono for a soda, walked all the way to the back office to go in so I didn't have to face the happiest woman on earth in the front office, only to find the soda machine was broken. Then I dragged my butt up to A Building to grab a soda. It was delicious. I'm sure someone will tell me that soda is the reason Caleb moves like a maniac. Maybe it is, maybe it isn't.

I heard intense heartburn means that baby will come out hairy. Hopefully that hair is on his head cuz I was a bald baby.