Punchy little thing at 32 weeks

Started this last week...

Baby girl is still growing, bigger and bigger.  At 32 weeks, my travel is now restricted.  After all the excitement of Beca's birthday, she really went crazy when I finally laid down for some rest.  And when Steve pushed on her, she answered back - violently.  Unfortunately for me, her stretch hurt but it was so funny at the same time.

Big sister Beca is now really 5 so we can stop with the "I can't do that, I'm just a little girl" mess that has proliferated her vocabulary.  Of course, a few weeks ago, she started using the line "I'll do that when I'm really 6".  Uh, no - you can do it now that you are 5.

So now I'm really 33 weeks and only have 40 days left.  Still lots of hiccups and stretches that are painful for me.  Not entirely sure what always sets her off but someone mentioned kick counts the other day and I just laughed.  I don't need to count anything with Baby Girl.  Except the number of sweltering hot days I have left to get things "ready".  At least there's one holiday in there.