I look like jaba the hut

and feel just about as healthy. I try not to complain, but sometimes, you just can't help it.

I saw a picture of myself in a pink tanktop. It wasn't too flattering.

But tomorrow is the big 34. another milestone. if you were born tomorrow you may not need to be on oxygen. You may just be okay.

I think I caught a little of what your sister had. We are getting you started off right.

I am starting to get really excited about meeting you. I caught myself the other day talking about you and saying how cute you are. The thing is, that I really meant it. Luckily, i was only talking to myself so NO ONE WILL THINK I AM CRAZY. (because people who talk to themselves are never considered crazy)

You are sitting right under my rib cage and are making it uncomfortable for me to sit and do much. I still don't think I am as big as i was with your sister because all of my pants still fit.

but I am sure not for long.