eight is great!!!

so this is the week of eights. Eight months pregnant. Eight weeks until our due date. I broke 180 pounds (oh yeah...i said 180).

no big changes. still having contractions and feeling pretty tired. getting really really really anxious to have this little guy come out. every time i move, its like a 4 pound bowling bowl rolling around inside my tummy. sounds precious, but really, its pretty uncomfortable. i also official have stretch marks now - just gotta think of them as a badge of honor.

Dillan is still hanging out upside down (the wrong way) and i'm following every bit of advice i can to get him to turn around into whats called the vertex position. hopefully he catches on in the next few weeks so we can avoid a c-section.

on a much more positive note, luke is just about done with this semester of school. he's found teaching pretty challenging but has really enjoyed it. he just got a great review and some really nice presents and notes from his students. he'll be home until late january and then he'll get to take a week or so off once Dillan arrives.

lla nis about 4 pounds (i'm guessing a little more) and about 17 inches long. judging by my indestion, he's going to have quite a head of hair when he's born. he spends his day much like he will when he's born - he sleeps, looks around, explores his hands, pees, hiccups. add eating, pooping and crying and you've got yourself a new born!