32 weeks

I have been having lots of Braxton Hicks contractions since my bad day last week.  I haven't had the 6 in an hour, which is the cutoff point when I need to call the doctor, but there are some hours that I have 3 or 4.  I'll ask the doctor about this tomorrow, but I think some women just have more practice contractions than others.  I've come to accept that this is my new normal (while still being aware of real signs of preterm labor).

Bruce should be somewhere close to 4 lbs by now, and boy can I tell he's getting bigger!  He seems to hang out on my right side about 95% of the time, sometimes wedging himself up under my ribs. 

I'm getting so anxious to meet our son!  Everyone we see asks how much time we have left, and now that it's less than 2 months, I get more and more antsy every day.  Two months is nothing compared to the seven I've done so far, and it's nothing compared to the time we will have with him when he's born, but I just want him here now.

We got to see a 3-week-old baby at a family gathering today.  Rodney usually won't hold babies when we're in a big group of people.  He doesn't like everyone watching him and he's afraid he'll do something "wrong".  I give him a hard time about this, but the truth is, I don't feel comfortable with it either.  I wanted to hold the baby so badly today, but I just didn't feel comfortable with so many eyes on me.  I know it will be different when it is my own child, and I'm really looking forward to getting to know my son.