32!

Ah, I am in my early thirties for the first time(and second, if you count age)... Nice.

Today marks 32 weeks, 8 months down. Hurrah! A nice neighbor told me last night "are you 7 months along?" and I said, "Eight!" and he said I looked great. Ah, it is the little things, even if he doesn't really know how I should look. My belly is expanding quickly, and I am hungry quite often, gone are the days of not eating much because I felt I had no space. The baby puts on about 1/2 pound a week now!

I'll get a belly pic up soon.

Mr. S and I are eyeing the calendar date a bit warily, as Tuesday marks the anniversary of the day, last year, when we lost the first pregnancy, first baby-hope, heartbeat, etc. It is also his birthday.

Bittersweet to feel this baby move, to think of how devastated we were. I don't have any words of wisdom or anything, I am just sharing.