Belly pic 31 weeks

Alright folks, here it is.  This is the 31 week belly pic.  Oh and yes, I am aware that I look like a vampire with my pale, pasty skin.  I avoid the summer heat and sun like I will burn to a crisp in 60 seconds.  Unless I am in transit from one air conditioned venue to another, or taking a belly pic, you will not see me outside.

Due to the size of this belly of mine...

I am now sleeping with 4-5 pillows in various propped spots all over my body ever night.

I can no longer do the Macarena, or any other dance that involves actually moving or bending of the belly.

I can not paint my own toes.  Shout out to my sister Beckie for "Shellac-ing" them for me. **By the way, if you haven't tried Shellac yet, I HIGHLY recommend it.

I breath and grunt like I am lifting 100 pounds of rice just rolling over in bed.

I can no longer sit like a lady.  It really is physically impossible.

I can not reach my right hand to my left hip and vice versa.

I have turned the stove on a few times with no hands...the belly did it.

I can not see my feet and cankles jiggling as I walk...but I can feel it though! 

 My 5 year old hits his head on my belly AT LEAST twice a day.  He's at just the right height.  Luckily he thinks this is funny.

Ok, so enough about the belly.  

Happy Monday everybody!

31 weeks!

I know I've been pretty quiet lately, but quiet is good when you're 31 weeks pregnant with triplets!  I have been so busy getting all of my ducks in a row lately, blogging has been simmering on the back burner.  Sorry!!!

What have I been doing you ask?  Well, between doctor appointments, ultrasounds, two busy boys on summer vacation and just life in general, I have been trying to prepare and plan for the next few weeks.  I know there is really no such thing as "planning" when it comes to having babies, but I have to try!  Not to mention, my kids are also getting ready to go back to school and everything is sort of coming to a head at once.  Oh, and I am so dang tired lately, I feel mighty proud to just get out of the house and grab a gallon of milk. 

So, In the past couple of weeks, I have managed to get my hospital bag packed, bought back to school clothes, school supplies, and had an ultrasound, a hospital tour and 2 doctor appointments.  This may not sound like much, but believe me when I say these were HUGE hurdles for me.  Unfortunately, I think grocery shopping is off my list of things to do.  I can't really stand, lift and walk for any real length of time anymore.  So I either have them delivered or my awesome Mom does the shopping for me.  {Thanks Mom!}

At my last OB appointment, my doctor was so thrilled with my progress it was contagious.  I waddled my way in there feeling bleh, and left with a smile on my face.  She's "tentatively" scheduling the delivery for September 13th.  {Remember Lucky 13?}  My doctor has complete faith in me {and my cervix} to hold out until then.  Woo-hoo! So that's my new goal...36 weeks.

Anyway, that's what's going on with me...as for the wee ones, they are doing awesome.  They are growing so quickly and getting so strong it is always so amazing to see and feel them move around.  The ultrasound showed just how great they are doing and it's so reassuring.  My IP's are busily preparing for their arrival.  They've had a few baby showers and they have so many friends and family members that are anxiously awaiting the arrival of these little peanuts,  I love knowing these babies are being born into a family that already loves them so much.

I don't have a belly pic tonight, but soon I promise!  So I leave you with this...the cause for my sleepless nights.  It was on a pamphlet at the doctors office and it cracked me up. Imagine three little ones bouncing on your bladder!  I'm up every hour almost to the minute...

Okay, so that was REALLY long winded.  

I guess maybe if I updated more often, I wouldn't have to write a book. Ha!