Its funny how I can feel like my belly doesn't get bigger for several weeks and then BAM. I wake up one morning, look down, and can't believe what's happened in what feels like a matter of hours. My weekly bump photo was taken on Sunday afternoon, and when I woke up to get dressed for work Monday morning, I felt like I'd grown in size exponentially. My tummy skin is feeling very tight these days and my bump is pretty hard all the time. I'm always ready for a snack and I've put on a grand total of 10 lbs so far. 

Literally a day or two later from the photo above. It happens over night!

Daniel and I also toured the hospital's birthing center this week. We've been there more than a half-dozen times to visit our friends after their own deliveries, but I felt like going and checking out the facilities for ourselves as patients would give me some peace of mind. I don't have very many BIG fears... cockroaches, birds, heights, and childbirth. So going into delivery as prepared as I can be (and with an open mind that nothing ever goes according to plan) is just about the best I can do. I definitely felt the color drain out of my face more than once while we were on the tour and, as usual, Daniel did a great job of cracking jokes and making light while I was clearly nervous and uncomfortable. It was something about realizing that... one way or another... she has to get OUT of me. And at that point, there are some seriously weird things that need to be coordinated that I've never even considered. Pediatricians and social security numbers and insurance and birth certificates. The list goes on. I'm glad we're doing these tours and classes to get ourselves prepared, but I can't help but wonder who's bright idea letting us have a kid was?