Woohoo! We are officially down to four weeks until my due date! And, like I mentioned yesterday, depending on how my ultrasound goes next week, little Juliana could very well be here in less than a week. Eek! We still haven't even decided on a middle name..
As the time ticks down, there really aren't too many new updates. I'm feeling more or less the same as before, but possibly a bit lazier (if that was possible). The baby is getting bigger; I'm getting bigger. She's moving around less; I'm moving around less.
Although I'm feeling bigger, I actually haven't gained any weight since my 32 week appointment, which could be due to me watching what I eat. My booty is starting to show signs of stretch-age though. I'm hoping that if I keep upping my water intake, that will help with skin elasticity and the marks will fade on their own.
According to the ultrasound (and my pregnancy apps), the little one should weigh right around 6 pounds and be about 18.5 inches long, about the size of a head of romaine lettuce.
I've pretty much become annoyed with all clothing. My maternity shorts feel too tight, as do yoga pants. With regular dresses, it feels like my hooha is hanging out, so I've mostly tried to stick to maxis. I can only hope that something from my Target order will fit when it arrives next week.
Since I've gotten so much bigger, sleep has become more uncomfortable. Every night I dread having to roll over, because it becomes a whole ordeal. I can't just roll. My arms have to help and I have to go slowly and it's just annoying when all I want to do is sleep.
I have a giant to-do list for today, just in case next week is it. There is a ton of laundry to be done, along with the million other things that need to be washed/cleaned. Packing a hospital bag is also at the top of my list.
I also have to give a shout out to my little sis for always having my back and being so supportive (:



