Bumpdate:: Yesterday marked #thirtythreeweeks of #annacatebaby. I very much resonate with one of my dearest friends (@elenireid)'s post at this exact mark of her pregnancy last fall, when she said baby Michael was 16lbs and 58 inches. (😂) My honest answer to inquiring minds on how I am is uncomfortable. Julianna Cate has gotten to the point where she can skillfully kick me in the ribcage and my back simultaneously. She's estimated to be 6+ pounds already (#diabeticprobs) and is somewhere in the 80-97th percentile for growth. 😳 Her heart rate this morning was 155bpm and fortunately she complied with prodding to practice her breathing (finally). I feel like she's bigger than a basketball -- more like a BEACH ball -- and the weight of all of it makes for some major posture problems and joint pain. I'm honestly surprised my ribs and groin haven't just split from the pressure on my poor bones, but then again the whole thing is truly miraculous and mind-blowing how the human body accommodates growing a new person. Craving ice and unsweetened cereal with milk (which I can't have). Nesting efforts include our dining room reno, ordering her crib mattress and llama sheets, picking up a baby swing from a BST group, ordering/assembling my super legit Chicco Bravo-for-2 double stroller, and applying for life insurance policies. Thinking about Lilly meeting her for the first time brings me to happy tears. Sleep is uncomfortable but I need beacoups of it. Still waiting to get our car back from the shop. Need to make it past next weekend for important wedding meetings, and then this baby can hurry on out. Grateful, tired, "everything hurts and I'm dying", sooooooo appreciative of Drew, and very excited for the new chapters of life to come.