reflecting

Wow.  I really can't believe its 33 weeks.  I just looked back at my progress pictures of myself at 28 weeks and thought..  shit.  I'm 2x that size now.  It's fascinating and unbelievable most of the time to me that I'm this far along and this big.  I still want to run around and jump and climb around at work, but I have to forcefully remind myself that I'm not allowed (especially at work).   Sometimes I'm really surprised at how good I feel.  For the most part there's some minor complaints that I still have.... Like why do I have to feel like I've had a 8 month head cold. And some other aches/pains and overall surprise fun things that I'd rather not divulge on the internet.  But mostly....  I just feel good and excited.  And I just can't wait 'til he's here!