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I'm 33 weeks pregnant with Baby #3.

I think it just may be the final piece to the Pond puzzle.

I've been horrible at documenting this pregnancy (as every subsequent child after your first is more and more neglected, right?), so I feel I better summarize it up thus far on this post.

I feel great! I've never suffered from morning sickness, and I was blessed again this time around to not have to go through that. My only complaint is my lower back...it gets sore after being on my feet all day. That sacrum of mine is holding a lot of weight. I'm right on schedule to gain the same amount of weight as I did with each of my boys, but this baby is actually measuring right on (unlike my BIG boys). Maybe I won't have to deal with a 9 pounder this time.

I think it's a girl.

I have hormonal acne....lots of it. It's a first.

And, Henry keeps telling me it's a girl. I think he may know.

And, I bought a lot of clothes that just can't go to waste.

I really have no preference. I would love 3 little boys. It would be much cheaper and much less drama. But, every momma wants a daughter....to shop with, talk with and know that someone will come home for Christmas when she has an empty nest. But then, what if I have a girl....does that mean I need to have another?....because every girl needs a sister, right?

I can't imagine growing up without a sister.

So really, I'm torn. I'll take what I get and love it, I'm sure.

Random thoughts...

I crave Caramellos.

I'm hating my wardrobe.

This baby kicks all night long.

James tries to find the baby under my shirt.

Henry thinks a balloon will pop and the baby will come out.

I love naming babies, just not my own.

I'm ready to be a newborn mom again, just not a newborn mom with 2 toddler boys.

I had to switch hospitals to deliver because of new insurance (I'm bummed).

I don't do as many Kegels as I should.

My nose is swelling, and I'm sure my ankles won't be far behind.

I have spared myself from stretch marks thus far.

I'm so excited for another Birth-Day, it's among my happiest.

I'm shopping for a good nursing bra (suggestions?).

Grandma spoiled Baby with a new car seat.

Mommy is hoping Daddy spoils her with a new-to-her minivan.

Baby will be rooming with mommy and daddy until I find the courage to have the boys share a room.

I honestly love being pregnant.

I'm sure the next 7 weeks will fly by, just like the past 33.

And soon I will be made a mommy again.