Who would have thought that after 33 comes 34? It's getting crazier and crazier around here. I feel like I'm finally feeling the affects of being pregnant. For instance, I cannot sleep. That alone is enough for me to be done being pregnant all together. I'm also not able to breath as well. The baby is so high and she is squishing my diaphragm. Finding a comfortable position to sleep and being able to breath is proving to be most difficult. I am finding that the couch is a better option these days, but who wants to sleep on the couch? I like sleeping with my baby daddy, even if that means being uncomfortable.
Yesterday was my doctors appointment. All is well. Baby Stevens is doing really well, and the nurses said that I was finally looking pregnant. Gee, thanks. I really do like my doctor and her nurses. They are fantastic. The cute little baby was kicking and hiding from us though. It took my doctor a while to get the heartbeat since she kept hiding from us. I'm not sure where she could really hide though. I'm really excited that she is going to be here in six weeks. It's close and yet so far. I know that Nick and I will stress about the small things until she is here, but it is so worth it. Today I am ready to enter into this next phase into life. I'm scared to death, but I'm really excited and happy.
This week my baby is 4 3/4 pounds and almost 18 inches long. Again, this is according to my readings. I forgot to ask the doctor the weight and length yesterday. Oops, pregnancy brain. Her fat layers are starting to fill out. Have I mentioned that my baby really likes country and rap/r & b music? It's hilarious. I'll be driving in the car and she'll be moving around a little more than usual when that type of music is playing. It's quite amusing.
Here she is at week 34:
(Please disregard the "G" lines)





























