Christmas is coming

and i'm getting fat. holy moly, am i ever. i don't know if it's the way i am carrying dominic or what, but he's making me so very uncomfortable lately. i am definitely not complaining. i absolutely love, and usually tear up, in the middle of the night when he wakes me from dancing on my bladder. it is however, harder and harder to get through each day lately. i have sciatica pain, my pelvic joint is either throbbing or tingling lately, my ankles are swollen and my lower back feels like i have a crooked rusty rod poking through it. all things i never felt in either of the other pregnancy's i've had. i think it has to do with where his placenta is. it's on my backside, which means every single move he makes i can see and feel so intensely in my belly. my daughter can't snuggle me very easily, or sit on my lap and read a book. my maternity tanks are getting small on me. so, soon i will be wearing stylish garbage bags. a few not so nice people are constantly teasing about how dominic will be 10 lbs or more when he's born, that the dr's will have to slice me open like "zorro" to get him out. to which i call them both mean names and mutter evil curses under my breath (i kid, sometimes i say them out loud). but i'm beginning to think he may be bigger. i can't bend over, or do most things i could with my first daughter by this time in my pregnancy. we shall see how these next 9 weeks go. should be interesting. my husband is picking up lots of extra shifts so guys will owe him when dominic is born. not sure that that is so wise anymore. good thing claire can do most things without me having to lift her.

i feel like i haven't written in here in a long time. i don't know what to say that isn't so repetitive anymore. we had fun getting our christmas tree and decorating it. claire loved every minute of it and stands in front of it each night admiring it. granted, one branch is a bit heavier than the rest, but she loved putting all the ornaments up.