3rd Trimester Meets The Office

3rd Trimester. It doesn't seem possible, but it has arrived. Baby Street literally "kicked in" the 3rd Tri after a full day of "Super Bowling". Andy and I had just laid down for The Office, when my laughing started. Something about seeing a cat flung into the air, office chaos, and Dwight were the right combination for me to really get going. I had full flung, deep gut, laughs. Baby Street quickly caught on and began a string of kicks and wiggles himself. Andy was really able to feel him "playing" (as he called it). My hope is that he has a great sense of humor and will someday appreciate the silly comedy of The Office too.

I'm feeling great and in awe of the whole process of pregnancy. For someone who can often be impatient waiting, this has really put me to the test. I wake up at night and wonder what he will look like, smell like, act like, etc. My worry of something being "wrong" has been replaced by enthusiasm. For a short time, I would wake up Andy with questions like "aren't you excited?!?!", but these days I have been hitting the couch for some late night tv.