I am around the 32 week mark (I think?) and as big as I've ever been pregnant. I sat next to another pregnant mom on the last day of school, at the talent show, and she and I were about the same size. I asked when she was due, thinking (hoping?) she'd say around August. Nope. She was having the baby that Sunday...AND she was told she had extra fluid. I had to laugh. And I have 2 months to go, which doesn't mean I'll be getting any smaller.
I've been asked so much if I think boy or girl-what does my gut feeling tell me? I've had NO gut feeling on this one. I was so certain Patrick was a boy, that when he was born and everyone (meaning my midwife and Jeff ) called out "It's a boy!", I wasn't the least bit surprised and I think I even said, "I know that already!" But this one I go back and forth on. The heart rate is low...boy? I was SO sick in the beginning...maybe that means it's a girl? Carrying really high-girl again? Me being huge-mungous...a big old boy? Lots of friends and strangers try to guess. They have a 50/50 chance of being right. The other day a lady from a delivery truck yelled to me as I was walking out of the grocery store, "It's a boy!" Everyone has their own little old-wive-tales of telling I guess.
I've heard often, "Wouldn't you just love another girl with all those boys?" But there is not ONE bit of me that has a preference. I'll take what I get and count my lucky stars.