I have only two more months until Aria is born. My belly is so huge, you’d think I’m due right now! (the above pictures were taken a few weeks ago — believe me, I’m bigger now!) And she’s such a STRONG baby! Her kicks seriously make me look down to see if she’s punched through the skin. I half expect to see a little foot sticking out of my belly at times. And she’s always moving around, stretching out in there. She must be a long baby…because when she stretches, my belly goes in two different directions and looks really funny! I’m looking forward to meeting this little one. Andrew always pats my belly and says, “Baby?” and then he will lift up my shirt to see the skin of my belly and will ask again, “Baby?” He’s so cute. The younger kids are very impatient and always ask me WHEN is that baby coming out??!!!! Two months is a lifetime to them — they want her out NOW. It’s so funny how kids can be like that. Me? Well…I can wait the two months. I’m enjoying being pregnant, as always…and am in no rush to have this baby. I mean, sure, I’m looking forward to meeting her and having a newborn and all that. But at the same time, having a baby rolling around in my belly is just a wonderful feeling that I know I’m going to miss one day. So I’m in no hurry to be finished with this pregnancy. (well…talk to me when I’m 5 or 6 days overdue, and I’ll probably have something totally different to say!!) I have not weighed myself one time since conceiving this baby — not once have I gotton on a scale. I just don’t really care how much I weigh. I’m healthy. I’m a good size. The only thing BIG on me is my belly. So why do I need to know how much I weigh? The baby obviously is growing. My belly is measuing exactly 31 weeks, which is good. So what’s the deal with the weight thing, anyway? I know it’s up there, as I always gain a lot of weight with my pregnancies. But it comes off pretty quickly once the baby is born, so really, who cares how much I weigh while I’m expecting. I swear, having a midwife instead of going to a regular OB office is like night and day. This will be my third midwife home delivery/ waterbirth. If I had known how nice and casual and relaxing it was, I would have had them ALL this way. And I love that I can deliver my own baby, or have Rich do it — our choice — and that there aren’t machines beeping and monitors going off, and my arm isn’t hooked up to IV’s and no one is poking me to see “how far I’ve dilated” every half hour or so, and no one is counting 1,2,3,4,… all the way up to ten to tell me how long I should be pushing. (what is that about, anyway? You push when you feel the urge to, and when the urge goes away, you stop!) It’s just night and day from the hospital. I know it’s not for everyone, but from a person who has experienced both, let me tell you…homebirth is really a GREAT option for those who have relatively uncomplicated pregnancies and births.