ok i'm not actually 33 weeks, i'm 32 weeks and 6 days. close enough, right? here we are in single digits in our weekly countdown and overall i am feeling great. people keep asking how i'm doing, if i'm ready to be done... and honestly i'm not in any rush. i'm crazy excited to meet our little man and i am looking forward to my labor but i don't have those same feelings of impatience that i did with e. (ask me again in 7 weeks when my due date has just passed and i may tell a different story) i suppose that having e keeping me busy everyday is helping those feelings of anxiety. but this pregnancy has, for the most part, been a breeze despite my pelvic pain being almost unbearable at night and having to hear strangers say things like, "any day now!" or my personal favorite, "you're about to drop that thing aren't you?" i've learned to just smile and nod rather than giving them the full rundown on just how many weeks i have left before i "drop this thing".
i had an appointment with my midwives this week and it seems that the little guy is already in place and shall we say his head is locked and loaded pretty far down. as she measured me she asked, "how big was eleanor?" after i answered she said, "well it looks like this one's headed for over 9 lbs. as well. shocker. bets in this house are he's aiming for 10.