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Counting down the weeks on one hand!

How Far Along: 35 weeks

Size of baby: I'm guessing just over 6lbs

Sleep: I'm up every 2 hours to pee...everyone says I'm just practicing for baby. I'd rather just be good at it without having to practice haha!

Total Weight Gain: 28lbs. Oy.

Symptoms: I have the whole gamut of normal pregnancy symptoms, but the worst two are: round ligament pain and numbness in my hands from the swelling. It hurts really bad to get up and down, and I am constantly having to flex my fingers to regain feeling. This can make things really difficult at work.

Movement: She moves a lot, and I love it :)

Maternity Clothes: Got a few new pieces today even though I'm almost at the end...tried to get stuff that I can still wear after baby and before I'm back into my old clothes (if I can ever get back into them!)

Go-to eats: I eat an entire watermelon by myself every week. And I eat pretty much everything else too.

Best moment of the week: Celebrating Sam's birthday. It was bittersweet, going to the zoo without our son, and not yet holding our daughter. But we had a very nice day :)

Gender: We're having a little girl!

What I wish people knew: It felt wonderful having so many people acknowledge Sam's birthday yesterday. Jamey and I are more excited to meet our daughter more than anyone, but it is still incredibly important to us that people do not forget Sam. We miss him terribly, and our opportunities to talk about him are becoming more and more infrequent. So thank you to those who asked about him or wished him Happy Birthday yesterday, it was so nice.

What I’m looking forward to: Holding my daughter within the next few weeks. And sleeping on my stomach. Yeah, both of those will be nice ;-)

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