It's funny because all the books say that you will usually feel your baby move less towards the end of pregnancy because there is less room for them to move as they grow bigger and bigger.
But I'm feeling her rock out more than ever and her movements are becoming stronger.
We've got a wild one on our hands.
Lately, I've been:
Hopping from the chocolate milk to the OJ crave train. (Meanwhile, the pizza love affair is still going strong.)
Needing a hot bath absolutely every night.
Getting a lot of comments about how big I am, how much I "just keep on popping," and whether or not I'm carrying twins.
Waiting for the blissful day when I can have my body back along with a more varied, cute wardrobe.
Organizing her little closet and folding onesies and jammies.
Coming to a whole new appreciation for the ability to bend at the waist.
Gearing up for baby showers soon.
Getting hit hard with the overwhelming love and emotions I feel for this little girl.