Me, at 33 weeks

There's more from the trip, but thought I'd throw this up there as I've had a few requests the past few days to see the bump. Apparently we need proof that I'm as enormous as I claim to be. Here we are before dinner Saturday night - 33 weeks almost on the nose:


Eek. I'm afraid the inevitable late pregnancy fat face is setting in. I'm ok with that - not much longer to go now - and I probably didn't do much to help matters this weekend with my calorie bender (no, seriously...cheeseburgers both days for lunch, delicious wiener schnitzel + mashed potatoes and sauerkraut, four layer carrot cake, artichoke stuffed shrimp, the most divine lamb chops I've ever tasted, oh and an enormous goblet of lavender ice cream. And I devoured every bite with gusto). I've been eating really healthily for the most part throughout this pregnancy, so when I decide to indulge, it's go big or go home.

We are 5 weeks from being to "term," and 7 weeks from our due date. Have I mentioned it's June 5th, my grandparents' 60th wedding anniversary? If not, well there you have it; I know it's a long shot, but I've loved having that date as our "D-Day." So, I'm hoping she's a punctual little thing like her dad; if she's like me, we might be having to serve her eviction papers.