Is it just the pregnancy hormones, or does that grandpa evoke weirdly strong emotions in anyone else? Is it because that is what Morgan Freeman is going to look like when he's old, and a grandfatherly Morgan Freeman is just too much loveliness for me to handle?
In other news, I am non-pregnancy-related sick, but other than that everything is great. I love going to doctor appointments (which I did yesterday) because I get so much positive feedback. I leave the office feeling like: I have great blood pressure! My weight is awesome! My sugar levels are phenomenal! Congratulations to me on not being anemic! Keep up the good work! I am awesome at growing a baby!
Velocity is also doing really well. She's measuring exactly where she should be, her head is already down, her heartbeat's strong, and all that great stuff. She made the doctor laugh when she moved around a TON when he pressed on my stomach. I think it's crazy that she's already about 4 pounds and 18 inches. That is a weirdly big object to carry around in my stomach. And she's probably going to double in weight before the end.
Mostly I'm just impatient. I still have TWO MONTHS LEFT. Also, if I could stop having a really terrible sore throat, that would be awesome. It would be nice to be able to speak again.