28 weeks: I am a monument to Seven Mary Three......

* Because “I have become cumbersome to this world.” My belly is beginning to earnestly get in my way. I’m only 5 feet tall, so the baby really has nowhere to go but out. And out it is certainly going.

*We were at my nephew’s birthday party yesterday. My little brother kicked off the season of Pregnant-Sibling Hazing by remarking to Dave, “When you guys first got here, I thought she was Uncle Lance.” We were hysterically laughing.

*Gabby has spent the day pulling her shirt over her head, then running around blindly until she knocks into something. Various collisions with hard surfaces have not deterred her.

*Cameron has spent the day watching the model glue dry on his T-Rex Mountain. I got sick of putting it back together every day and decided to glue it. This not touching the Mountain is torture for Cam, it seems.

*Speaking of which, my ultrasound to check the position of the placenta is coming up soon. I hope it’s out of the way by now….

*And my maternity photo session is this Saturday. I have a consultation on Friday afternoon– hopefully they’ll give me some hints on what to wear. Otherwise, instead of the lovely-pregnant-belly look, I’ll wind up with the Uncle-Lance-after-Sunday-dinner look.