I wish we would only gain the exact amount of weight that our baby will be upon birth. I mean, come on! Why do we need all of this extra poundage to lug around? Especially when you’re short like me? Hmmph. Doesn’t seem fair. On the bright side, I’ve only gained 21 pounds at this point, so I should be well within the 25-35 pound recommended weight gain. I only have 7 more weeks to go, but I am starting to feel mighty uncomfortable: 1. Cletus loves my right side, especially my rib cage (Dude, my lung is not your kicking bag. Seriously.); 2. my back is starting have severe muscle pain (Thank God for the mother’s day gift Huz got me – an hour long massage gift certificate. I cashed that baby in yesterday.); 3. I’m experiencing Braxton Hicks where my uterus gets extremely hard and it feels like Cletus is pushing her way out of my skin.

Ah, the joys of the last trimester. I think I’m ready to be my old self again.