32 weeks...and in NO rush!!!

I don't know why I can't just shut my mouth and smile for the camera! I swear, every picture of me I look like I'm telling off the cameraperson!
The other day my sister in law, Jeannine mentioned that I haven't really blogged about this pregnancy too much. It's true, and it's sad. What I would give to be able to stroll on the beach in all my pregnant glory, drinking tea and organic fruit smoothies. Reading pregnancy books and magazines and hunting down every little question or fun fact about gestation on the internet. I would LOVE to grab a seat in the pedicure chair for an hour before I slowly glide down the aisles of Babies R Us, dreaming of what my beautiful nursery will look like and then return home to wash all the sweet little clothes in Dreft...again.
But alas, instead of doing these things, I am lucky to get out of the house by 9am without anyone screaming (including me). I tried to make myself a cup of tea the other day. I boiled the water, put it in the mug when it whistled and was called away for a 2 yr. old poop emergency. By the time I got back to the tea, I realized I had forgotten to put the tea bag in the mug and now the water was cold again. As far as organic smoothies or anything for that matter, I'm grateful to throw half a pre-licked pb&j in my mouth and slam a prenatal!
With my erratic sleep habits, however, I do get a little window between 2 and 3am where I sometimes sneak a magazine article, but at that time of the day I don't even want to THINK about pregnancy, so I grab the trashiest US Weekly or People mag.
I did get a fabulous pedicure on Mother's Day and am looking forward to the next pedicure...next Mother's Day!
Lastly, this little girl better have some strong resilient skin. That Deft or Dreft stuff hasn't been around our house since 2006! All dirty clothes get thrown into one huge pile at the top of the stairs. If a towel or bathroom rug gets thrown in with it, so be it.
So is the life of Pat, Christie, and 3 little men under 3!
But seriously, as far as this pregnancy has gone, I have felt more nausea spells than with the boys, and I'm extremely tired. But the biggest difference is the peace and tranquility I feel this time. I think the testosterone cocktail was a bit too much for my system. I feel this time like I really have that inside "glow", and am having a beautiful time being pregnant despite how busy things are around here.