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Our baby pineapple

How Far Along: 31 weeks!

Size of baby: About 4lbs & 17in long

Sleep: Pregnancy dreams are crazy! A few nights ago I had an incredibly vivid dream of being on a rocket going into space (and thinking to myself, "my doctor wouldn't approve this..."), and last night I dreamed I was being chased by a family of vampires and the only way to defeat them was to put stickers on them! I have no idea where my brain comes up with this stuff...

Total Weight Gain: I haven't checked in a couple weeks but so far it's been 20lbs.

Symptoms: Swelling...and major heartburn. I have to sleep propped up for the most part, and the swelling is no fun at all. I have numbness in my fingers and pain in my feet because of this. Probably my least favorite symptom so far.

Movement: She moves quite a bit now and gets the hiccups often!

Maternity Clothes: I'm even getting big for some of my maternity clothes, but I have to make these last...I don't want to spend any more money on them!

Go-to eats: I can't get enough fruit. Or Jimmy Johns. Mmmm.

Best moment of the week: I was laying in bed yesterday morning and put my hand on my tummy because she was moving around so much. She stuck her ENTIRE foot up into the palm of my hand, it freaked me out because it was so big! Sam never did that, so that was a first for me :)

Gender: We're having a little girl!

What I wish people knew: I really don't need advice unless I ask for it. I'd rather not be told about how horrible parenthood is going to be...especially after everything we've done to bring this baby home. I don't especially enjoy my weight being commented on (yes I know I'm pregnant, but still it's no fun putting on 20lbs), and I don't need anyone guessing about my feelings about Sam...or judging me for them. I've had people say I should write a book on what not to say to a woman who has been through what I have, but honestly I wish I couldn't and that people would use common sense.

What I’m looking forward to: We are getting closer and closer to meeting our daughter. My parents will be visiting this weekend and we haven't seen them in 2 months! It will be so nice showing them the nursery :)

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