37 Weeks Down...

... and 2 to go, since I won't be going past 39 weeks this time. (whew!)

Some things I've learned this time:

• Swedish Fish are disgusting, after the craving is over. (If anyone wants an almost-full bag, let me know.)
• Zofran is my friend... especially in the first trimester.
• Jay is very tolerant of my cravings, especially if it's Mexican food almost weekly (sometimes more) for months on end.
• Being pregnant with a girl seems to be (so far, at least) easier than with a boy. Except for the guilt that comes with the chocolate/sweets cravings. I don't remember having those with Trey. Ahhh, girls.
• I do NOT want my picture taken this pregnancy. (Probably related to the results of the sweets cravings...) Nor do I want to assemble a baby scrapbook. Sorry Phoebe.
• Trey is getting close to being as good at nicknames as his Uncle Andy and Dad. Phoebe is now, "Fifi," "Phoebes," "Phoe-baby," "Phoe-ba-lee," and "Baby Seeeeeeester." More come every day, and I'm sure they will get more colorful as years go by...
• I should have ordered the Prenatal Support Belt MUCH earlier than week 35. It helps!
• Medela will send you replacement tubing for your breast pump for free... you don't have to buy it. (Thanks for the tip, Amazon reviewers!)
• Don't answer, "What do you mean?" with a quizzical look as a joke when someone asks you, "When are you due?" It's kind of a mean trick and might make someone cry.

My favorite things:

• Trey sitting on my lap (um, as best as we can maneuver with my huge belly) and giggling when baby sister kicks him. "Baby kicked me! She's so silly."
• When baby moves around like crazy and other people in the room take notice. A few weeks ago we had a bunch of people over for Jay's birthday, and everyone was taking part in a conversation. All of a sudden someone across the room says, "Oh my goodness, look at Katie!" and Phoebe was dancing and wiggling around so much, it just looked weird. I remember hearing, "Someone needs to get that on YouTube!"
• NOT being on bedrest!
• Trey was admiring a newborn baby at church today, and whispered to me, "Where'd they get the baby?" I told him that she (the mom) had the baby in her tummy, and it came out. (Best I could come up with on the fly, folks.) He looked at me with huge eyes, a huge smile, and pointed at my belly. As in, "We're going to have one of those?!?!" Loved it! (We'll see how long that lasts...)
• Laughing at the "Pregnant Women are Smug" video (HT: Elissa's blog). If I laugh at it, that means I'm not a smug pregnant woman, right? (P.S. Don't answer.)
• The lack of anxiety during this pregnancy. Lots of reasons I'm sure, including experience, less complications, the fantastic book I read called Running Scared: Fear, Worry, and the God of Rest, and all of these have to do with God's grace. I'm so grateful.