6.30.2010

Sweet Relief

This should probably go into a Tummy Tuesday post but whatever. I may have mentioned that I have been feeling some pain in my hips but like in the inner, cookie region as opposed to outer hips that would be used to do hoola-hooping. It turns out, this pain is related to constipation. Can you believe that? Near paralysis as a result of being unable to poop? I had no idea. Because I do poop. Not a lot and not frequently but it does happen. Well when I finally did poop - a lot and frequently one day - I regained my ability to walk. Praise Eight Pound, Six Ounce, Newborn Baby Jesus, in your golden, fleece diapers, with your curled-up, fat, balled-up little fists pawin' at the air...! It's a miracle! She is healed. I told the nurse practitioner this and she found it quite entertaining and told me in the future to just double up on the ol' Fiber Choice and I shouldn't have that problem again. Not a lot of room in the guts region what with Next Friday taking up all the space with his wee body. So this is my product endorsement of the week.

MORAL OF THAT STORY: Fiber and water are a girl's best friend.

6.29.2010

Tummy Tuesday

First and foremost, I'd like to give a shout out to BFF who had her first baby yesterday! It's a GIRL! She is super adorable and I love her already and her arrival into this world makes me only all the more eager to welcome my own little bundle of joy. I am already having matchmaker fantasies. Just call me Yente.
So last week I had a bit of a freak-out because of the following. When I was 19 I terminated a pregnancy and was told I was RH-negative and that would affect every pregnancy I ever had. For 14 years I have been carrying that piece of information around with me. Of course, I am O-negative and Husband is O-positive and this is the very thing I had to be worried about. Apparently there is some sort of shot I was supposed to get at the 28th week of pregnancy that would prevent complications should my blood mix with the baby's blood in the womb. If baby has positive blood like his papa, my negative blood would develop an antibody against that blood that would make baby need a transfusion after birth. Phew. Got all that?
Well at week 31 it dawned on me that I hadn't gotten said shot and I kind of freaked out and called the doctor. I am assuming my unanticipated visits for blindness and/or near fainting threw us all off schedule. Doc was on vacay so I spoke to the nurse and she was like "It's no big deal, we'll just squeeze it in" and I said "Great, see you on the 1st" and she was all "Yeah it's better if we do it before the weekend" which got me wondering "is it serious or not!?!?" Well, it's not, I guess, since she told me it was purely prophylactic and was mostly a concern in high risk pregnancies. Either way, I got the dang shot. So all you ladies out there with RH-negative blood types, there's my story. Maybe you can walk away with a little extra knowledge.
I can't wait to see what these last 8 weeks bring. I have another appointment on Thursday, hopefully I'll come back with another fun tale for next week.

Here's what babycenter.com says about 32 weeks:
By now, your baby weighs 3.75 pounds (pick up a large jicama) and is about 16.7 inches long, taking up a lot of space in your uterus. You're gaining about a pound a week and roughly half of that goes right to your baby. In fact, he'll gain a third to half of his birth weight during the next 7 weeks as he fattens up for survival outside the womb. He now has toenails, fingernails, and real hair (or at least respectable peach fuzz). His skin is becoming soft and smooth as he plumps up in preparation for birth.

6.28.2010

Double Feature Movie Review Monday

Husband heard good things about The Fantastic Mr. Fox and decided to bring it home as another venture into Oscar nominated films. I really wish he hadn't. I think about 15-minutes in, I uttered my first of many "I don't get it" comments. Is this some kind of hipster cartoon for Wes Anderson fans? Is this for kids? I can honestly say that if we had seen this in the theater I would have walked out. It took effort to sit through and I truly don't see how children would have been entertained. The only time I was mildly delighted was when the possum's eyes went spiral and/or when someone said "What the cuss were you thinking?" I think when I give birth I'll try to replace my bad words with the word cuss. I hate being such a hater but cuss this movie was godawful. The stop motion animation was no less than stellar but the dialogue? The story? No. And I love Roald Dahl. But what the heck of seeing a George Clooney movie when you can't see George Clooney? Ugh... what more can I say?

For redemption, we made a concerted effort to go see Toy Story 3 a week late. Thank God we did. This is hands down the best movie I have seen all year. It is as good, if not better, than its two predecessors and I could not have loved it more had I tried. Most of the gang is back but some of the older toys got discarded along the way. Andy is off to college and it's time to pack up his room and decide whether he's sending his toys to the attic or donating them to the local day care center. I'm not going to give away much more because I really insist that you go and see this movie. I didn't see it in 3-D and I don't think you need to because basically I was watching it with my heart the entire time. It is a swashbuckling adventure of a film but bring your hankies. I wept, nay sobbed, at the end. I'm saying this is a snot-nosed, soaked-face, body-convulsing tearjerker of an ending and a perfect way to wrap up a perfect trilogy. This, my friends, is how movies should be made. And if the opening Pixar short doesn't move you, well then I just don't know what will.

6.26.2010

Book Review

What is this? A Saturday post? Heck yes it is. I may as well put it out there if I've got it right? As readers of this here blog should know, I love the Bones program. Devil Bones (as well as all of Kathy Reichs' books) is based on the case files of the same character - Temperance Brennan - that is the lead in my program only set later in her career. After being a little let down after reading those other highfalutin books I decided I wanted something a little more trashy and I'm pretty glad I picked this book to read. It centers on a case of a Santeria altar found in a cellar and branches out into another case about a potentially connected homicide that may or not be Satanism based and ends up with a police homicide. And there's good guys and bad guys and following clues and all kinds of twists and turns! Sometimes, Ms. Reichs tends to be a little much like when she was talking about one dude's ethnicity/skin tone and said something about Africa meeting Spain or some shit and it makes me laugh and say to myself "Oh, Kathy" but most of the time I just really enjoy her writing. Here is a real life forensic anthropologist who really gets to work with bones and death and clues and she's writing these super fun fiction books. It totally makes me want to get all obsessed and buy all her books como when I have OCD downloading music for my dumb iPod. So yeah... if you're looking for an educational yet totally entertaining read maybe Kathy Reichs is your gal. This is the second book of hers I read (the other was Fatal Voyage that Husband bought me for Valentine's Day 2 years ago I think. Aw.) so I feel comfortable with my recommendation.

6.25.2010

F*ck Work Haiku Friday

My job is stressful
And today it made me cry
Like most other days
***
I'm glad to have it
Because it pays all my bills
Sometimes it just sucks
***
Hormones aren't helping
I wish I could stay at home
Independent wealth

6.24.2010

Macy's One Day Sale

As I mentioned on Tummy Tuesday this week, I had to break up with my under-wire bra as it was digging into my fetus and stabbing me in the armpits. That was sending me into what could only be described as rage and it was just better for everyone if I went out and bought a new bra. Since I have a Macy's Rewards Visa, I had earned a $10 gift certificate for that store. This past weekend, Macy's was having it's One Day Sale. Have you heard of this? I have but had no idea.
Anyway, this sale was touting a buy 2, get 2 free bra sale so I thought, what the heck. Husband and I had nothing better to do on our Saturday, I'd just go there for a new bra. A $10 savings is nothing to scoff at! However, I should have known we were in for trouble when we drove into the parking lot. And when we walked into the store. Oh.My.God. The people. The clothing everywhere. The sheer chaos in a normally quiet department store. Why I went ahead with my shopping goal I will never know.
It would turn out they're not making a whole helluva lot of bras without the under-wire when you're rocking a 42C size. This surprised me as we seem to have a pretty significant population of the morbidly obese here in Ventura County, California. But I digress. I was only able to find ONE bra that fit my needs... and my body. And so I took that ONE bra and I took it to register that had a queue at least 15 people deep. Mind you, many of those people just happened to be a family member of the main purchaser but each purchaser had a minimum of 5 items.
We stood in line behind the families with screaming children for almost an hour. A few times, I even threatened to start a riot if I saw any cutter, cutter peanut butters. And when we were next? I nearly wept. Poor cashiers. Overwhelmed and under prepared. But I plopped that $32 bra on the counter and by the time she was done ringing me up, my total was a mere $11 and change. A $21 dollar savings! And comfortable boobs! It was worth the wait after all!
Don't you love a happy ending?

6.23.2010

Nano, Nano

About three weeks ago, I made the plunge and purchased an iPod Nano. It's a beautiful, Dodger blue number and I think that might have been its main selling point. I've always thought Apple to be slightly pretentious and didn't want to "sell out" and get one but I did. However, for the last three weeks it has literally been sitting untouched because I know what happens when I get new toys: I get obsessed. So I knew it was in my best interest to avoid the OCD that comes along with something as serious as building and uploading a music library.
However, Husband was getting agitated seeing that blue piece of technology sitting there, gathering dust. Over the weekend he sort of pressured me to open it so he could show me how that and iTunes worked. This led to me converting my music libary to be iTunes compatible. Husband had convinced himself that if it was on iTunes, it could be deleted from the music folder on our computer thus opening up more storage space. I, foolishly, trusted him and pressed delete. It even told me that it wouldn't go to the recycle bin due to its large file size but I trusted in the man I married. It would appear, though, that he didn't know what he was talking about.
After the 5,000 some odd files had been deleted, I checked in the iTunes only to see that it was completely void of anything. Amazing. Luckily, I was able to pull some of the songs I had from CDs I'd since sold off my archaic Sansa Sandisk and restore them to the computer and thus iTunes. However, last night I spent HOURS uploading CDs and have gotten practically nowhere with that. I still have at least 500 more to go and maybe another week's worth of computer play before my library will be restored. Awesome.

MORAL OF THAT STORY: “I'm not upset that you lied to me, I'm upset that from now on I can't believe you” - Friedrich Nietzsche

6.22.2010

Tummy Tuesday

9 more weeks to go (allegedly)! As BFF has proved, due dates mean nothing so we'll see if I hit my target or not. I have really nothing new to report about pregnancy this week. What I thought was inner hip pain has turned out to be a muscle cramping of sorts that is essentially centered directly underneath my patch of pubic hair. TMI? I don't care. If I sit "wrong" for any extended period of time, walking becomes quite a challenge. My awkward limping even provoked Husband to ask if he should carry me to the bathroom. Ell. Oh. Ell. The hoop part of the underwire in my bra was digging into my baby bump and forcing the ends to dig deep into my armpits so I went this weekend and bought a bra without an underwire for the first time in... oh... ever. No padding either so I'm pretty excited about offending folks with my hard nipple syndrome. I'm so glad I have this blog to share things about my private parts with all of you.

Here's what babycenter.com says about 31 weeks:
This week, your baby measures over 16 inches long. He weighs about 3.3 pounds (4 navel oranges? huh?) and is heading into a growth spurt. He can turn his head from side to side, and his arms, legs, and body are beginning to plump out as needed fat accumulates underneath his skin. He's probably moving a lot, too, so you may have trouble sleeping because your baby's kicks and somersaults keep you up. Take comfort: All this moving is a sign that your baby is active and healthy.

6.21.2010

Movie Review Monday

We've been bringing the Oscar noms into our home for post-award ceremony viewing. As we all know, Jeff Bridges (a.k.a. The Dude) won the best actor award for his role in Crazy Heart. I said I would like to see the movie so we Netflix'd it. It focuses on the story of a washed up country singer named Bad Blake who is on a current cross country tour of bowling alleys and bars. At his second stop, he meets a reporter (Maggie Gyllenhaal) and is instantly smitten with her and her son. While we see him drinking and drunk, his alcoholism isn't really put out there in a way where we as the viewers are overly concerned. We know it's an issue because Jean (Maggie G) doesn't want him drinking around her son but other than that, it doesn't really seems like a problem. We are also not given any real in depth view into Bad's seedy lifestyle or some preexisting conflict he has with another country singer played by Colin Farrell that seems to be water in the bridge by the time they share their first scene together. And when we see Bad hit rock bottom, it really doesn't seem so bad but then again neither does his stint in rehab or his new-found sobriety. Husband called this movie "Oscar-lite" and I agree. While Jeff Bridges' performance was impressive as it required him to sing through most of the film, I can't say the character development or subplots in Crazy Heart were well thought out. Maybe we should have just gone to see Toy Story 3.

6.18.2010

"Chai"ku Friday

Eighteen in Hebrew
It's a symbol for living
Because "chaim" means life
***
Not to be confused
With the delicious spiced tea
Indian goodness
***
I didn't choose tea
Starbucks Hazelnut Latte
My first "pregnant" crave

6.17.2010

Mmm...

Have you had these yet? You should grab one, put it in your freezer and then eat it after it's frozen. It's really fabulous.
Also delicious? Parfaits. You know, just in case you're too healthy for candy.

6.16.2010

Irritating.

Have you heard of this? I posted about it on Facebook yesterday so if you are my friend I guess this blog will be redundant. Basically, that article says a federal committee is upholding a ban on using blood donated by gay males that have had sex with another male since 1977. I can't really think of anything more preposterous than this. First of all, HIV is not a homosexual's disease. Secondly, heterosexuals are as likely to have tainted blood (which immediately makes me start singing Tainted Love in my head) as anyone else. Hello! Unprotected sex is not discriminatory and Nurse Lisa agrees so I have to be right. Right? Also? There are ways to test blood to determine if it is tainted or not. I mean... come on!
Our neighborhood scientist, Dr. Crusty, weighed in quite nicely with this information: Apparently, there is a very short period of time after exposure, say 2 weeks, when the tests for HIV are not conclusive. Therefore, they should not accept donated blood from anyone with a new partner within the last two weeks - no matter what their sexual orientation.
Frankly, I can't see a reason to uphold this ban aside from blatant homophobia. Between this and the ongoing war about same-sex marriages, I simply couldn't be more disgusted with what appears to be the majority of Americans. What is it going to take for them to realize that gay or straight we are all HUMAN BEINGS??? Makes me sick.

MORAL OF THAT STORY: Let the homophobes suffer by giving them the option to have NO BLOOD AT ALL but give me the option to choose if I'm willing to take the risk of a gay man's blood when my life is on the line.

6.15.2010

Tummy Tuesday

My hips have become my worst enemy. Not the outside, so much, but the inside near my cookie nether regions. This has made me very difficult to get along with because if there is anything a big woman doesn't like, it's being in pain from standing up. Or sitting down. Or bending. Or lying down. Either way... uncomfortable. But I have learned that a swimming pool is a pregnant woman's best friend because, no matter how temporary, it's nice not weighing a ton for just a little while.
I attended a friend's shower over the weekend. We're both due the same day with the same doctor at the same hospital only she has a girl coming and I have a boy. She was very brave and registered at Babies-R-Us which is a giant warehouse-o-baby goods. I went in there to buy her gift and was OVERWHELMED. I registered at Target (there's my list in case you'd like to add any commentary) which has about 4 aisles. Babies-R-Us? Like 45 aisles. Terrifying. I was accosted no less than 5 times by different sales people as I walked around looking for her registry items. Upon checkout? We were asked if we wanted the following: a rewards card, a gift certificate, batteries and maybe chewing gum or a heart transplant. WOW. Customer service overload. I don't think we'll be back. Anyhoo, at said shower, I noticed not many things were off the registry. Is this common?
The baby's kicks have graduated to cute little nudges to full on wallops. The other day I felt something quite hard and angular migrate across my midsection. A knee? An elbow? Hard to say but this little fella is getting big!

Here's what babycenter.com has to say about 30 weeks:
Your baby's about 15.7 inches long now, and he weighs almost 3 pounds (like a head of cabbage). A pint and a half of amniotic fluid (see Nalgene bottle below and/or 2 beers at the bar for perspective. WOW! That's a lotta baby juice!) surrounds him, but that volume will decrease as he gets bigger and takes up more room in your uterus. His eyesight continues to develop, though it's not very keen; even after he's born, he'll keep his eyes closed for a good part of the day. When he does open them, he'll respond to changes in light but will have 20/400 vision — which means he can only make out objects a few inches from his face.

6.14.2010

Movie Review Monday

I gave Husband a hard time about this movie when it arrived in our mailbox courtesy of Netflix by basically questioning his heterosexuality. A love story with George Clooney? I mean, shouldn't that be my pick? I was hesitant to watch Up In The Air but he argued that it was Oscar nominated and I'm a sucker for awards so we slipped that bad boy into the DVD player.
George Clooney's character is essentially in an airplane 90% of the year flying cross-country repeatedly for his job which consists of firing people from their jobs. He's an eternal bachelor with a concept that he shouldn't be tied down by material goods and personal relationships. As a motivational speaker, he compares life to a backpack: his is practically empty and easy to carry whereas the people he lectures to are likely weighed down by the pressures of possessions and people in their lives. Naturally he isn't close to his family and has no desire to start one of his own.
Of course, a woman he meets on the road and a younger, new hire at his job both end up making him question his theory on how life should be lived. About halfway through the movie I asked Husband to check how much longer we were going to sit through this until we reached the end. It's not that it's a bad movie, it's entertaining enough. It just seems to go on and on and there doesn't seem to be anything that's going to stand out as a turning point. Then the turning point ended up pissing me off. I will say that the performances were pretty good although I just don't know if I'm down with Vera Farmiga (who I have renamed Veal Parmesan) of The Departed fame as a sex symbol. I am ALWAYS down for some Bateman though.

6.11.2010

Ode to My Acne Haiku Friday

Biore Pore Strips
One for the nose, one for chin
Rip out your blackheads
***
I also swear by
Clearasil Daily Face Wash
A lovely lather
***
I have even used
Those medicated scrub pads
I STILL HAVE PIMPLES!!!

6.10.2010

Jury Duty

The last thing anyone wants to see in their mailbox is a jury summons. If you're 7 months pregnant, it's the very last thing. I called today to see about getting out of it and learned something interesting after a brief phone call that went something like this:

Me: Hi, I'll be 8 months pregnant at the time I'm supposed to serve, how do I postpone?
Lady: Well, when are you due?
Me: August 22nd.
Lady: I can give you a postponement until August 30th.
Me: (something along the lines of WTF I don't want to leave my newborn yada yada yada)
Lady: Let me finish.
Me: Sorry, it's my first and I'm a psycho.
Lady: Oh no, that's ok. I remember my first. You can then submit request to be excused completely since you'll be a breast-feeding mother.
Me: YAY!

So basically, they don't care if you're a huge pregnant lady, they just care if you're lactating. How's about that?

6.09.2010

Another Pregnant Book. Shocking.

If there is one piece of advice I can give you it is read this Belly Laughs: The Naked Truth About Pregnancy and Childbirth in lieu of What To Expect When You're Expecting if you find yourself in the family way. What to Expect will scare the shit out of you while Belly Laughs will simply make you feel like you aren't alone while experiencing the many strange side effects that accompany pregnancy. Jenny McCarthy basically lays out the ups and many downs in a way I could definitely relate to and that way is "graphic." She is blunt and frank and forward and I really enjoyed reading her book. The chapters are nothing more than a few pages at most and the writing is elementary at best but she made me laugh out loud more than once. Her topics range from constipation to stretch marks to all the aches and pains that accompany the miracle that is pregnancy. What surprised me the most about this book, however, was that the last chapter had me in tears. Not that it is hard to make a pregnant lady cry, believe me, but she is able to be hilarious at one moment and quite touching at the next. I'm glad I put down the serious reading for a little bit of silliness. I look forward to reading her Baby Laughs later.

MORAL OF THAT STORY: I sure can read a lot when it's not in Spanish and/or mandatory.

6.08.2010

Tummy Tuesday

Yeah... so I'm "over" being pregnant this week. My moods are swinging for total elation to downright depression. The other night America's Funniest Videos had me laughing so hard there were tears streaming down my face and I could hardly breathe. Yesterday one of Husband's co-workers had me practically homicidal and bawling. So... yeah. I'm a cornucopia of emotion and it seems like my #1 feeling right now is discomfort. And the June Gloom just ain't helping me so PFFFFFFFFFFFT.
Last week I had an episode where my vision was totally distorted for about 15 minutes. This is the third time this has happened in a couple weeks so I called the OBGYN to tell them about it to see if it was cause for worry. Let me tell you right now, if you call the OBGYN to see if you should be concerned, they're going to tell you to come in. Period. Might as well not even call. So I went in and they checked to make sure I didn't have protein in my urine or high blood pressure, which I totally didn't so that excluded the preeclampsia risk. My doc did sort of freak out and had me rushed to a ophthalmologist though who later concluded that I was suffering from an ocular migraine which is basically like a wee acid trip minus the drugs if you see the picture on that page. These are essentially harmless and without a cure so it's just another pain-in-the-ass, weird affliction I can add to the list. Good times.

Here's what babycenter.com says about 29 weeks:
Your baby now weighs about 2-1/2 pounds (butternut squash) and is a tad over 15 inches long from head to heel. His muscles and lungs are continuing to mature, and his head is growing bigger to make room for his developing brain. To meet his increasing nutritional demands, you'll need plenty of protein, vitamins C, folic acid, and iron. And because his bones are soaking up lots of calcium, be sure to drink your milk (or find another good source of calcium, such as cheese, yogurt, or enriched orange juice). This trimester, about 250 milligrams of calcium are deposited in your baby's hardening skeleton each day.

6.07.2010

Movie Review Monday

Despite Husband's record of picking out bad movies (see: MacGruber, most recently Extract from Netflix which doesn't even warrant a review other than "poopoo"), we went to see Get Him to the Greek this weekend. Okay, I admit I have been anxiously awaiting this one and anyone who has seen Forgetting Sarah Marshall knows why: Russell Brand as Aldous Snow is hilarious. While I'm sure this movie could have been better, it most certainly could have been worse. There were many laugh out loud moments but most of all the characters were just likable overall.
Just about everyone is in this movie so I won't bother list the many cameos but Rick Schroeder just about made Husband fall out of his seat laughing. Basically the gist of this movie is a music company employee is responsible for getting a rock star from London to New York for an interview and then to Los Angeles for a concert in about three days' time. It is worth mentioning that the soundtrack, including the goofy songs they created for Aldous' fictitious band Infant Sorrow - including but not limited to The Clap and Bangers, Beans and Mash - is really quite good. It's such a delight seeing three of my favorite cities on the big screen. Also delightful? Russell Brand's perfect teeth, surrounded by lovely lips and perfectly manicured facial hair and the delectable tidbits that drip deliciously from that darling mouth. I can see why Katy Perry wants to spend eternity with him.

6.04.2010

The Great Gatsby Haiku Friday

Pulled this off my shelf
Ranked one of the best novels
Of last century
***
Lots of hobnobbing
And philandering of course
Out in Long Island
***
Can't say I'm a fan
Unlikable characters
And hardly a plot

6.03.2010

New Music Thursday



I got a an email alert from Ticketmaster that Chris Isaak was on tour and I got very excited. I would love to see him live once in my life but I've missed the opportunity thus far. Naturally, he is going to be performing on my due date so I can't see him this time around either. However, a gentleman named Marc Broussard is opening for him so I decided to check him out and this song sold me on him so I'm sharing it with you. Take me home, indeed.

6.02.2010

Moral of the Story Humpday

I am a big fan of the Muppets. This shouldn't be a secret, by any means, I just don't know if I've spoken of my love here on the blog before. This past weekend, Husband and I went down to Anaheim for a wee pregnant lady getaway. I wanted to go to Downtown Disney for a dinner and a movie and a cruise around the shops since the reality of walking miles around Disneyland just isn't reality for me right now. While we were there, we stumbled upon a store called D Street that sold these wee figurines called Vinylmation. Naturally, I wanted them, the entire set of Muppets. However, the tricky thing about Vinylmation toys is that they come in a sealed bag inside of a sealed box and you have no idea what you are buying. Like I couldn't just go in there and say "I'll take the set." Nope. It's a very secretive, grab bag type of process and a bit too much for this control freak to handle. Husband was kind enough to buy a mystery box for me and I was bursting with anticipation to see what I got. Naturally, I got Statler - one of a set. And if there is a set to be had, I need to have it. So I ended up buying my own mystery box in hopes of getting Waldorf but I didn't. I got Rizzo the Rat. At $9.99 a pop, I could have bought Vinylmation figurines right until they put me into the poor house. But I didn't need to. Because at Downtown Disney, we were able to trade them in! Still in an "I can't choose" sort of mystery manner, but trade nonetheless. So I decided to sacrifice Statler and try for another beloved character even though those two grumpy theater goers are my pretty much my top of the list favorite. Lo and behold, I pulled another Statler but the Disney employee lady let me pick again so I wouldn't have a duplicate. Next pull? WALDORF! I was so excited so I gave her Rizzo and now I am the proud owner of a wee set of tiny figurines.
MORAL OF THAT STORY: Sometimes things really do work out for the best!

6.01.2010

Tummy Tuesday

And so it has arrived - my final trimester of pregnancy. In reflection, I would say this was an interesting and fun part of pregnancy. I think this month I have laughed harder than I have in a long time. Husband will make a funny face or say something funny that will inevitably leave me crying in a fit of giggles while water shoots out of my nose and my urethra. Good times, the ol' lack of bladder control. The baby moving around in my tummy is the best feeling in the world and really makes this whole thing feel so real. He makes me laugh, too, when I wonder where he thinks he's going in that tiny womb of mine. I feel pretty good for the most part but the hip pain (not on the outside so much, but inside my thigh area) is getting pretty stupid. My feet get very sore and tired easily but I guess that will happen when you're weighing in at about 225 pounds. I have learned the importance of elevation to reduce foot and ankle swelling and have thus far evaded the cankle. We'll see how long that lasts.

Here's what babycenter.com says about 28 weeks:
By this week, your baby weighs two and a quarter pounds (like a Chinese cabbage) and measures 14.8 inches from the top of his head to her heels. He can blink his eyes, which now sport lashes. With his eyesight developing, he may be able to see the light that filters in through your womb. He's also developing billions of neurons in his brain and adding more body fat in preparation for life in the outside world.