29 weeks

I feel like a whale, and I still have 11 or hopefully a little less weeks left. 

Due to some insurance/job changes I have to change the OB doctor that has delivered-ish (my 2 previous babies were middle of the night babies so technically he didn't deliver either of my little ones but he did follow me through my whole pregnancy) I am completely devastated that I have to leave him. I love Dr. T! I get to go to a new hospital too. Which I am less than thrilled about. 

It is a known fact, I don't do well change. 

It should be illegal to do this to a pregnant lady.

Anyway, I went to Dr. T (my old Dr. on the June 26th) he told me the baby is doing well and the heart beat sounds good but then told be I am in trouble because I am measuring 3 weeks ahead of schedule. 

Chances are I am going to have a hulk baby and not an early baby. Jack was a week early and Lucy was born on her due date. 

I get to go to my new Dr. Thursday to see if Dr. T theories prove correct.

Along with that.

I am not the happiest pregnant lady right now. Big surprise I know. 

It is hot, like record heat hot and that stinks. Sometimes literally. I relate it to how a woman feels going through menopause.

I hate it. Which makes me grumpy. I know poor Matt hates it too.

Plus I have heart burn. I have never really had heartburn before but I could literally take out stock in Tums with how many I am popping daily.

The one thing keeping me happy is this wiggly little baby. He/She moves a lot. I love it. It blows my mind that in a couple of months I will be able to snuggle this little one.

 And know what model I am carrying. 

I'm sure I would be happily content feeling its kicks and jabs all day (in front of a fan of course.)

(I dislike pregnancy pictures but this is my last pregnancy and so I have been trying to document it as much as possible. I have a total of 4 pics from my previous pregnancies.)