My back is so freakin sore. My side is so freakin uncomfortable. My belly is so stretched. If I stand, I'm sore after a while. If I sit, I'm sore after a while. I'm just sore. Lying in bed is sore. Lying on the couch is sore. Lying on the floor is sore. Frick.

I weighed in at 131 today. I'm sure that doesn't help. If I started at around 105 (that's a guess), I've gained 26 pounds in 32 1/2 weeks. Grrrreat.

One of my kids brought me a big diaper bag of gifts...his mom told me that the boy told her they need to give me a gift already because he doesn't think I'm going to last till I'm due because I look so big already. Wonderful. Hehe. It's funny, cuz I don't particularly think that this boy really pays attention to me, but his mom said that he was really stoked when he first found out his teacher was pregnant. Funny.

I really thought I'd be one of those women who love pregnancy...but I'm not. Not at this point anyways. I just feel yucks and uncomfortable and it takes away from the feeling of being excited that baby is almost here.