Speaking of waddling, I do. I've hit the point where I'm really feeling the extra 20 pounds I'm carrying around with me. I have to roll myself up off the couch and out of bed. It's kind of funny, really. I imagined this would come, but I figured I'd have another 10 weeks or so. I can only imagine the places I'll get stuck between now and our baby's birthday. :) Luckily I've got Dan around almost all the time to help me out. He's been so amazing.
Also, it's Grandpa Marc's birthday today. Happy Birthday, Big Daddy!
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